DISCLAIMER : I do not own any of these characters, from Twilight or Cruel Intentions, or the part of the plotline that comes from Cruel Intentions.

A/N : My friend helped me with this one, I'm not good at a guy's POV. He wrote the majority of Emmett's actions and reactions and I put it into my style and kind of changed it around. But Pat was my inspiration and her told me what to write. Ha. Another chapter without much Bella or Edward. R&R please!

If Hearts Could Explode

Arianna Lillian

Chapter 2

Emmett's POV

Seeing Alice bounce over nearly sent me over the edge before school even started. Rosalie had more effect on me than any other girl I'd ever met, but she could never know that. Alice played with Rose's hair, casting scheming glances at me. Alice was excited about it. I could tell that Rose was happy on the way to school, but I didn't know if she was more excited than usual, or if she was just turned on. But once she saw my reaction to her and Alice, she grinned like a cat.

They were ecstatic.

Mike Newton jogged up to me. You know, that "Oh, hey – I just saw you and thought I'd come say hi and act like I'm friends with you" jog. There was little in this world that pissed me off more than Newton.

"Hey, Big Guy," Mike yelled out to me. "Checking out Alice? Yeah, she's cute," he said, both of us watching them walk away. "But Rosalie's the one I'd like to –"

No, he wasn't going to go there. I grabbed him by his ugly, optional, uniform sweater (that basically only he wore) and threw him against the car beside mine.

"I don't remember wanting to talk to you, Newton," I practically growled at him.

"Did I strike a nerve with the Rosalie thing?"

I pulled him up a bit and slammed him back down. "I'm Emmett McCarty. Do you really think that someone like you could strike a nerve with me?" I let him stand up straight. "You don't talk about anyone in my group like they're an object," I stated the general rule. "And you, Newton, don't get to talk about fucking anyone because anyone willing to do you is not worth it." I turned away from him.

"So I did strike a nerve?"

He was awfully cocky for the beginning of the school – year; he knew something I didn't. "Fucking tell me," I yelled, grabbing him again. His face twisted in fright and I almost laughed.

"Okay, okay!" He squeaked out. "I saw that Alice and Rosalie were paying you some extra attention. It's probably about the new girl."

I let go of him. New girl? What new girl? Why did I not know about her already?

I stormed past Mike and went inside, hoping that classes could keep my mind off whatever was happening tonight. Yeah, okay. I picked, and pried all day trying to get just a hint out of them, but they wouldn't budge. But I did get some benefits. Rosalie skipped AP Calculus so she and I could have some "second-base" fun in the janitor's closet; it was the first day and a simple student council excuse and a cute smile would get Rose out of any trouble she would ever be in. Even in mid-grope she wouldn't let anything slip, besides a small moan or a whimper.

I guess I would have to wait. Well that sucked. I even texted Jasper, but he just said that Alice told him she had "big plans."

I suffered through the school day, but last period refused to end; allusion and symbolism were not exactly holding my attention. It didn't help that I knew Rose and Alice had a free last, so they were already gone. I looked out the window and saw them driving away in Alice's black Mercedes. I looked down at the Shakespearean sonnet and kicked the desk in front of me. Hard. The kid looked genuinely frightened and that made me feel a tiny bit better.

I stood up and walked toward the door while the teacher was in mid-sentence. Before she could yell at me, the bell rang; I smiled and walked out.

I practically ran to my car, and pulled out of the lot before the majority of the students were even out of their classes. I drove over to Alice's like a bat out of hell. The butler let me in the house.

Alice's dad had died a few years ago of a drug over-dose. He found out that Mrs. Brandon was not exactly a one-man kind of woman. I never really understood why he went that insane. Dumb fuck that fell in love.

Alice's mother was probably out fucking some musician. Alice and her mother both had something with musicians. I didn't really understand that one. I thought it was a rumor at first, but I never got in her pants either, aside from one completely drunken encounter. Neither of us really remembers any details, so I only count it for bragging rights.

I walked upstairs to Alice's room where I knew they were.

"Emmett. We've been waiting for you," Rosalie said and gave me her trademark half-smile, showing she was up to something.

"This better not be another 'de-flower the new girl,'" I said grabbing a chair and sitting in it.

Rosalie frowned; I thought it was cute. "Did you think we'd be so boring?" She sighed, knowing that he might actually find their new idea boring. "It's actually a favor from my cousin."

My ears perked up and I shifted my legs, trying to hide my excitement. Alice caught this; I knew she did. She touched Rose's shoulder and now I knew that Rose knew too.

"She's out of the clinic and back to her old self," Rose said causally. "Transferred schools and she's on top again."

"Sounds normal to me," I said with a shrug, trying to be the charming and un–phased man I usually was. "What could we possibly do to help the infamous Kathryn Merteuil?"

"You remember the incident with Sebastian and Annette, do you not?"

I nodded.

"One of Annette's accomplices in publishing dearest Sebastian's journal was one Isabella Swan." Rose smiled and didn't break eye contact. "Cecile's mother sent her off to an all-girls boarding school and it turns out that Annette got pregnant in her encounter with Sebastian; Kathryn didn't even lift a finger when they were destroyed." I found that almost always to be true with Rose and Kathryn: if they were after you, it seemed like fate itself was out to get you. She continued, "Kathryn didn't get a chance to get the other one. Isabella transferred out.

I knew where this was going. "And Isabella is the new student at Oak, isn't she?"

Alice came up behind me and rubbed the back of my neck, then draped her arms over my shoulders. "That's correct," she whispered in my ear. I couldn't hide anything now; it was no use.

I turned my head slightly and now we were practically nose-to-nose. Oh God. "Go on," I managed to get out.

Alice smiled at my reaction. "She has a boyfriend. They've been best friends since age three and dating for going on two years. When they interviewed her about Sebastian, she let a rude comment slip…"

Rosalie chimed in, speaking as if she was reading it, though I knew she wasn't; lucky bitch had photographic memory: "It's terrible what happened, but getting around like that is terrible. I don't believe in waiting until marriage, I believe in waiting until love. I could never deal with someone like Sebastian. If Edward ever cheated, I would never look at him again. If I ever cheated, I wouldn't be able to look at myself."

Alice stroked my cheek, turning my attention back to her, "That quote didn't exactly get published in the school paper. Rosalie did some… creative…persuasion to get this dirt."

I could barely think clearly with Alice like that. "So what do I do?"

Alice and Rosalie needed me to be cunning I figured, because Alice went away. She sat Indian-style on the bed. Rosalie laid on the bed, placing her head in Alice's lap. I got a nice view up Rosalie's skirt, though that was a common sight with how short it was. Alice absent-mindedly massaged Rose's temples and I was all but hypnotized.

Rosalie was calm, as usual, "We need you to bed Isabella. Make her hate herself. Self-destruction is the most fun to watch."

I shook my head, "Too easy, too boring. Why bother? What's in it for me?"

Rose got a bit tense, hating the rejection. "I'm sure Kathryn will repay you."

Oh that would almost be reward enough for anything. But I didn't want to waste my time on a favor like that. Why were Rose and Alice so excited if it didn't have to do with them. "No. Sorry." I got up to leave, attempting to hide the evidence that I normally would have done anything to get Kathryn.

Rosalie's perfect face flashed with anger. Alice gently played with her hair and ran her hands through it, almost immediately calming her best friend down. I inched closer to the bed, probably subconsciously.

Holy shit that was hot. Seeing that Alice knew Rosalie inside and out and knew just was to do to calm her down was so hot.

Clearly calmer, Rosalie stood up again. She looked me up and down as she walked closer and smiled. "Down boy," she whispered. "We're not even to the good part yet." I probably twitched. "To tell you the truth, I don't even think you can do it."

"I agree," Alice chimed in.

"Care to make a wager on that then," I said and grabbed Rosalie.

Judging by Alice's grin, they certainly did. "What are the terms," I asked.

"I we win," Alice began.

"Then you can't do anything with anyone, for one entire month, and we get the shore house for two weeks."

I winced. "If I'm giving up fooling around for a loss, then there better be high stakes for if I win." My voice wasn't confident, though I tried; they knew they had me.

Rosalie pushed me down on the bed, but I was still sitting up. "You get whatever Kathryn gives you, plus what we give you." I didn't have the breath to ask what they were offering as Rosalie had her legs wrapped around me, straddling me.

Alice wrapped her dainty arms around me, and licked my ear. I shuddered. "You get us," she whispered.

Rosalie smiled and rocked a bit, "Both of us." I nearly came right there.

Alice put her chin on my shoulder and our heads were all dangerously close to each other's. "At the same time," Alice finished.

I stood up, Rosalie's legs still wrapped around me. Trying to retain my dignity and not be totally manipulated by them, I slammed into the wall (not to hurt her. Maybe slam was an exaggeration). I heard her gasp and I took the opportunity to kiss her and let my one hand wander. Alice made her way over, as I expected. I made eye contact with Alice as my hand made its way up Rosalie's thigh to the place I loved so much. Touching her there resulted in a moan from her. Still playing with Rosalie, I managed to pull Alice into a rough kiss. When she returned it, I stopped completely. I let Rosalie down. "That's insurance enough for me, ladies. I accept," I said with a grin.

Rosalie was pissed. I hated messing with her like that, but I needed to feel in control. It just meant that she was going to insist on fooling around before school tomorrow or I would have a little bit of a dry patch with Rose. God how I hoped for the first.

Third Person POV:

Rosalie threw her keys on the table and walked into her room with a smile on. "You look flustered, but happy," a voice said.

"I thought I felt a chill," Rosalie chided.

"I'm assuming you did what I asked," Kathryn asked, flipping her dark hair back.

"Oh please, he nearly accepted as soon as I mentioned it was a favor from you."

"Good, I like my men to beg," she said with a smirk to rival Rosalie's.

Rose shook her head with a slight laugh. "You always have."

"Always will." Kathryn stood up and hugged Rose. "You're a far better cousin than that disgrace Cassidy. We're a good pair. I'm going to give you the best advice you'll ever hear: Don't fall in love." She walked out.

Rosalie sighed and frowned; she hated seeing someone as strong as Kathryn look so weak. She also knew that Kathryn's advice was a direct result of her foolish love for Sebastian. Kathryn was obviously relating her relationship with Sebastian to Rosalie's relationship with Emmett. Though Rosalie, denied all feelings for Emmett, she took the warning to heart.