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Chapter 8

"I can't believe he just called me darlin. What is wrong with this boy?" Rosalie spoke, looking at Jasper and Edward, then back to Emmett. "Don't panic yet, Emmett," she whispered in his ear and Emmett hugged his angel. "She's here somewhere. I can't believe she pulled that sweater out of the truck. How'd Alice let that get past her in the first place-" she ended, leaving that statement unfinished, afraid Edward might overhear.

"If you ever call me darlin' again," Rosalie said as she relaxed in Emmett's embrace. "I'll have no choice but to knee you in the balls. I am not, nor have I ever been, some breakable princess from the "1930s"."

"Alright, Babe. I'll keep that in mind. And you're right, you're not some princess from the thirties in that dress," Emmett replied before soundly kissing Rosalie on the lips, completely forgetting about the plan, Isabella Swan and Jasper Whitlock.

Alice knew Rosalie had a boyfriend. It was a new development, but she never figured he would be so big. When they met on the beach, Emmett made her feel even smaller than she already was.

When Alice watched Rosalie kiss the ox of a man, she turned red herself. She must have been hanging out with Bella more than she thought. She looked away and let them have their moment. The moment lasted longer than socially acceptable, so she tried to bring Rosalie back to ground level with a polite cough. It didn't work. She walked around the couple and headed closer to the fire. The brisk night air had the tips of her fingers in need of some warmth.

Further away, separated by people and darkness, Bella stood from where she had fallen. She didn't want to be there but she'd agreeed to come. There were too many people but it was a bonfire after all. Bella preferred a much smaller setting.

She missed out on a lot of things during high school. Her father had been the local law enforcement in the small town she grew up in. Because of that, she wasn't invited to local bonfires, ever.

She missed the days when there were only twenty students in a class. Here at the university, she hadn't seen anything smaller than fifty students in a class. It was all a little overwhelming, but she was slowly adjusting.

Bella brushed at her knees but couldn't get off all the sand. So, she walked to edge of the water, hoping, if she was really careful, she could dampen her hands and get rid of the remaining sand instead of falling and getting soaked due to her clumsiness. She was careful and it worked. Doing so also caused her to miss the entire exchange between Rosalie and Emmett.

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