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13. Pool Party

Rosie had dropped me off 5 minutes ago, and yet, I missed her already.

Of course I missed all my other family, but Rosie and I have some sort of connection. . .

"Come on Em!" Sarah shrieked. "Get changed!"

I walked over to one of the tables, and pulled my shirt over my head. revealing my bare chest. I threw my black shirt on the table, and walked to a crowd of people. Mom and Rosie were right. Its freezing. That reminds me. I forgot to bring spare clothes. Crap.

Everybody was here. Louis, Tom, Ellie, Georgia, Dan, Alana, Ryan, Amy, and Haley. I greeted them all kindly, before diving in the pool with Sarah.

The water was so cold. It felt like 100s of knives piecing my skin. I yelped, and jumped out of the pool.

"Its so cold!"

Everybody laughed playfully at me, and splashed around.

I ran for my towel, and wrapped it warmly around myself.

The food table was filled with everything. Fairy bread, chips, popcorn, toffy. I helped myself to some chips, as I shivered.

"You ok Emmett? Your lips are blue." said Mrs Jones.

"I. . .think. . .I'm ok." I chattered, and wrapped myself in the towel again.

I pulled out my phone, and typed in the my sendee. Rosie:

To Rosie,

Oh my God. This party is frozen : ( I'm freezing to absolute death. Do you mind maybe picking me up? Please please please. I think I'm getting Neumonia.

Love Em x x x

I stood there shivering, and reached for some popcorn.

"ACHOO!" I yelled, covering my mouth. Eh.

"Cake time kids!" Mr Jones said, bringing in a giant pink cake, with the numbers 1 and 0 placed apart. I really didn't feel like cake right now.

I groaned quietly.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR SARAH

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU" Everybody sang cheerfully. I mumbled the ridiculous song under my breath.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I wipped it out.

To Emmett,

Sure thing Baby. Am prob there now. lol.

Oh Esme wants to say something:

Honey! You poor baby! Rosie will be there in 2 minutes okay?

Love Rosie and Mom x x x

I chuckled at my Mother, and heard horns honking outside.

"Eh Sarah, I gotta go. I'm getting a. . .a. . .ACHOO! cold." I yelled over the crowd.

She nodded, and I disappeared out the front door.

Like I expected, the Convertible was waiting out the front, and Rose waved at me.

The smile wiped off her face when she saw my blue lips.

"I'm sorr-ry Ros-sie. I. . .I. . .ACHOO!" I said.

"Oh Baby come here. I brang some towels for you." She said, reaching for a towel in the backseat, and wrapping the towel and her arm around me. "You don't want to be sick for you birthday in a week do you?"

I shook my head, as we zoomed down the street.

My teeth chattered ridiculously. "I only went swimming once, a-and yet I-I'm sick."

"I guess the water hit you so hard it was a shock."

I agreed.

"Esme is going crazy you know." she said, smiling, but under that smile I could tell she worrying.

We got home in a matter of time, only to be bombarded by the family: "Are you ok?" "I told you swimming was a bad idea." "What are we going to do?"

I rolled my eyes at them, and cuddled into Rosie.

"I'll make you some soup honey." Esme said, rushing inside ahead of us.

Rosie grabbed me and sprinted up the stairs, and into my room.

"You stay in bed honey." Rosie, said, and gave me Buggles.

"O-ok I w-will. Thakyou R-rosie." I said.

Esme rushed in my room, with a blazing cup of Pumpkin soup.

"Thankyou Mom." I said, my shivering slowly subsiding.

I picked up the spoon, and dished up a spoonful of soup. "Mmmm. . ."

I stuffed the spoon in my mouth. It was so hot, but so tasty.

"Stupid pool party." I muttered.

Esme and Rosie laughed.

Rosalie's POV

My poor little Em had a terrible cold. I told everybody swimming in Forks was a bad idea!

I rubbed my hand over his rosy red cheeks, as he slept soundly.

I imagined what Emmett would be like when he's older. Brown curls, blue eyes. . .

But then my vision was interrupted my a ferocious beast. A red eyed, pale skinned fiend. Emmett.

I gasped at the thought of it. I could not think of him that way. I wouldn't.

I would think of him as the Emmett I know and love. The person I watched grow.

I sighed. I heard Edward murmur something from downstairs. I groaned.

Hmmm. . .I wonder what Emmett will be like when he's older. His personality I mean.

Will he be kind? Selfish? Loving? I know he'll be big, masculine. He's like that now.

I stopped myself short.

Why was I thinking of my best friend this way? Did I already know the reason why? I wasn't sure.

"I know!" Alice yelped. Obviously someone had covered her mouth, before she could say anymore.

I ignored that for I had endured this for years now. I wiped my hand over Emmett's sleeping form again. He took slow breaths in and out, making the covers rise and fall.

I lay my head against the wall, trying to think clearly. But I couldn't. Not with Emmett in the same room.

Emmett became restless, and tossed and turned.

"Shhhh. . ." I cooed, rubbing his hair.

"Alice! I think its time!" Esme said, from downstairs.

"Esme I don't. . .Can you imagine how weird it'll be between them if we tell her now?" Bella said, with a tone of worry in her voice. "They won't get along until it actually happens! And Em will 17 by then. . ."

For a second they'd forgotten I was upstairs. I kissed Emmett on the forehead, and stormed down the stairs.

" What?" I said, eyeing them all carefully just in case they slipped. But none of them did. "What is this thing? You've kept it from me for nearly 5 years now, what gives?"

They all looked at each other, then Esme spoke. " After Ireland."

They all nodded, and went back to there hobbies.

Edward music started playing, Alice and Esme hummed, Carlisle sat staring at Esme with nothing but pure love in his eyes, Jasper played with Alice's hair, and Bella sat next to Edward.

I groaned in annoyance, and went upstairs to pack for our 2 week trip to Ireland.

I went into my room and shut the door, and sat on my bed.

Ok. Ireland will be cold, so I'll need plenty of sweaters. . .

I walked to my huge cupboard, and grabbed some warm, woolly coats of the hangers.

One I hadn't worn for a while, so I held it up to examine it. I dug around in the pockets, and found a little piece of paper.

The crumpled piece looked old and torn, but I had no trouble reading it. In scrawled handwriting, the note said:

Dear Rosie

Roses (Rosie!) are red,

Violets are blue

You are my best friend

and I love you!

x x x

Love Little Emmett, Age 5

My first instinct was too laugh, but my second was to cry. He had written this little poem when he was just five. My little Poet/ Dennis the Menace.

I chuckled at my own stupidity, and so did Edward.

I stopped short when I thought of this secret; That apparently no one could tell me. It worried me. What if this thing (As big as it seems) was not a good thing, but a bad one? I started to hyperventilate, although I really didn't need to.

What if I was going to lose Emmett forever? Never see him again, have to watch him go. Could I take that? And if I couldn't, what would I do?

I crumpled into my sweater, and sat on the ground.

These constant break downs can't be good for me.

I sighed.

Why was life so hard? Can't everything and everybody just get along? Can't things ever be easy? No fighting, no secrets, no. . .Immortality.

I stuffed the poem into my back pocket.

I decided to pull myself together, before anyone came up and saw what I was doing.

I grabbed all my coats, and shoved them into my big pink suitcase. Next I walked to my underwear draw, but stopped when I found yet another note:

Dear Rose,

I know your going through some stuff (Yes I can see you!)

But I know what'll make everything better: Cloths!

So I've left you some clothes for Ireland.

Love Alice x x x

I rolled my eyes at her. That sister o' mine.

I looked down at my feet, and saw the clothes, neatly folded. I laughed.

I leaned down, and scooped them up into my arms, and marched to my suitcase. I placed them neatly on top of each other, and went to grab shoes.

All my shoes were new, and still had a price tag. $500, $700. . .

I picked up all the shoes, and placed them on top of my clothes.

There. All done. I don't need toiletries. That's handy.

I strode down the stairs, and walked straight part the family, with my head held high. I didn't feel like speaking to them right now.

"Ignoring us Rose?" Edward laughed.

I nodded.

"Does that mean your ignoring Emmett too?" He asked. In that same minute, Emmet came running from behind the couch.

"ROSIE!"

I walked over to him, and wrapped my arms around him. "Are you feeling better Honey?"

"Yeah!"

"I guess that Panadol and some rest did you good." I said, smiling down at him.

"I thought you were ignoring the family." Edward said.

I rolled my eyes at him. Guys can be so stupid.

"We are not." Edward murmured.

I hugged Emmett tighter, wishing this moment would last forever.

Emmett's POV

I had woken up feeling tired and groggy. I guess it was from my cold.

I lay in my warm bed for longer than I needed too. I thought I heard someone hyper breathing from the other room, but I must have been in my head.

I yawned widely, and sighed. Maybe its time I get up. I really wanted to see Rosie. And that got me thinking: Was it normal to wanna see a best friend everyday, every second your alive? Hmmm. . .

My phone buzzed loudly on the other side of the room. I heaved myself out of bed, and stalked to my dresser.

I picked it up, and squinted to read the message:

Dear Em,

How are u 2day? Better. I hope so. See you in a couple of weeks I guess. . .Unless you wanna come see me. .

Love, Sarah

I read the message many times.

Of course I wanted to see Sarah, but for some reason, I couldn't be bothered to reply to her message.

I yawned again, and stretched my arms and legs. I think I might go downstairs now.

I walked out of the room, and leaped down 5 stairs at a time. The whole family laughed at me.

"Shhh Em, come quietly. We're gonna surprise Rosalie." whispered Jasper.

I looked at him.

"Just trust me. Come behind the couch." I followed. Of course I trusted Jazzy. What a silly thing to say.

I nodded, and ran behind where Edward was sitting.

Next minute, I heard loud, noisy clomping coming down the stairs. I suspected that was Rosie.

What was wrong with her? Was she angry?

I peeked from behind the couch. She was walking past the family, with her head held high.

Oh no. Was she annoyed with me? What if she was?

"Ignoring us Rose?" Edward laughed.

"Does that mean your ignoring Emmett too?" He asked.

"Are you feeling better Honey?" she asked, looking down at me smiling.

"Yeah!"

"I guess that Panadol and some rest did you good."

"I thought you were ignoring the family." Edward said.

She rolled her eyes at him.

"We are not." Edward murmured. I had to admit I was confused.

Is he packed for Ireland? I mimed to Alice.

"Yes he is!" Alice squealed excitedly.

What are they talking about?

"What am I?" I asked.

"LET'S TELL HIM!" Alice squealed. I had to cover my ears.

"Ok, you know how your celebrating your 10th birthday in a week?" Esme asked. "Well, for your birthday, we're all giving you a trip to Ireland!"

I stood there stunned. Ireland!

"IRELAND!" I yelled excitedly. "NO WAY!"

I ran to each family member, hugging them all.

"Thanks Mom!"

"Thanks Dad!"

"Thanks Bells!"

"Thanks Eddie!"

"Thanks Jazz!"

"Thanks Al!"

"And thankyou Rosie!" I hugged her extra tightly, and for longer.

"This is gonna be sooooo cool!" I said.

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