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Dont own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does :(

Dont own anything else, like Taylor Swift. :(

Chapter 2. Beyond Boredom.

Emmett's POV.

ARGGHHH!

How can a house full of vampires be so boring!

If I could die at all, it would be of boredom!

I walked towards the kitchen mumbling to myself.

Esme's gone shopping with Alice and Bella.

Carlisle's at work.

Rosalie's at the spa.

Jasper's hunting.

Not even any one to bug.

Hmm....except...

"EDDY!" I beamed my best sweet smile as I sat down next to him on the Breakfast bar.

He sighed and put down his book.

"What do you want Emmett?"

"How about a little bet?"

He grinned. He couldn't resist a bet.

"What kind of bet?"

"Hmm... how about ... who can last through more of Taylor Swift's songs without cracking up? Fifty buck says I win?"

His lips stretched into a tight line.

"Whoops! I forgot, what happened during her concert Edward? Didn't you fall or something"?

I already had this bet in the bag.

Edwards POV

Stupid Emmett. Stupid Concert. Stupid Taylor Swift.

As much as I hate to admit it, I used to be her biggest fan. And I was thrilled when I got called to the stage to sing with her (a gift from Esme), I got into the chorus of 'You belong with me'; when I fell off the stage, which is pretty hard to do, being a vampire and all.

It didn't hurt of course, but the embarrassment of tripping in front of millions, I've never been able to live it down. The first thing I saw when I looked up from the floor was Emmett laughing his fat ass off.

"Ohh, that's right, you totally embarrassed yourself, didn't you?" He had an evil smirk on his face.

Trust Emmett to bring up your worst memories.

"Shut up! NO, I am not participating in this bet!" He didn't reply, just kept on grinning, so I read his thoughts.

I felt my eyes widen.

"DONT YOU DARE TELL BELLA! YOU WILL NOT MENTION THIS TO ANYONE, LET ALONE BELLA!"

He sighed dramatically. I glared at him, knowing what he was about to say.

"Well...... unless I find something else to pass my time... a bet perhaps... then I might just have to, call up for a little chat..." His bulky arm reached for the phone.

"NO NO!! I'll do the frikken bet, just don't tell her!"

His malicious smile widened, he zoomed upstairs and returned in a second with a handful of Taylor Swift cds.

I growled as he turned on the Stereo.

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