A Dose of Emmett
AH Emmett/ Bella, Edward/ Rosalie, Alice/ Jasper Instead of Edward, Bella falls for the lighthearted Emmett. I always thought Bella needed someone with less angst, so imagine Edward had fallen for Rose and she still changed Emmett because she cared for him in a more mothernly way. So this leave Emmett as a loner but he embraced what he is and his lifestyle but when Bella walks in things began to change.
Standard disclaimer not mine.
2. Of Course I?m happy
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Chapter 2: Of Course I’m happy
After the discussion died down Alice, Jasper, Edward, and I went hunting. We were out of the city limits when Alice and Edward abruptly stopped running, surprising Jasper and me.
They had one of their silent conversations and Alice began to talk, “Emmett, there was more to the vision than I led you to believe. She’s meant to be one of us, I don’t know when or how but I saw her as a vampire. I didn’t want to tell Rosalie because you know how she feels about what we are.”
She turned to Jasper and said, “We are going to be the best of friends, and I don’t want to lose that. I know you’re just being overprotective, but she’s going to be one of us, she isn’t a threat.”
When she was done, Edward spoke, “I will find a moment to tell Esme and Carlisle, but I think we should keep this from Rosalie. I know what's best for her and I don't want her upset right now.”
Jasper began to speak, “I understand, Edward. I’m sorry, Alice, I won’t do anything to hurt her.”
Jasper gave Alice a hug and then turned around to face me, waiting for a reaction.
“I won’t say anything to Rosalie. I mean, I really don’t care if Bella joins us or not,” I said, shrugging for emphasis. With that we continued on our hunt, coming home just in time to get to school.
The couples drove in Edward’s Volvo, while I drove my jeep to school. When I arrived, I noticed that Bella was sitting in her truck, listening to the radio and singing along. I chuckled at the action but stopped when I felt Rosalie’s angry gaze. I knew she didn’t like Bella, but her overprotectivenes was working too many hours for my taste.
My day was boring as always. I needed some excitement and decided that in the upcoming weekend I would go to Alaska to see Tanya. We had an understanding and had hooked up on several occasions. I had never found a mate and it never bothered me much, just like it didn’t bother me being a vampire. I embraced what I was and accepted it, never seeing a point in complaining. When Rose changed me, I embraced what Carlisle wanted out of this life and went with it. Of course, there were slip ups, but I brushed them off as casualties of this life.
I admit, I was a little curious about this girl, I mean she was able to block the powers of my fellow siblings and she was human. She was pretty in a way, awkward, and very clumsy, but I couldn’t see why she was appealing to all these humans. There was a poise about her, the way she interacted and behaved with everyone else, it was almost like she was holding back and yet she handled herself with such grace. She didn’t dress like most of the other girls at school; she wore jeans and a t-shirt, but still looked beautiful.
Wait, did I just think that?
I was in slight shock when Edward gave a small chuckle. Stupid mind reader, always eavesdropping, and again he chuckled. Lunch was over and we said our goodbyes; Rosalie gave me a warning look, and I went to physics class.
I sat at my desk waiting for class to begin when I noticed Bella walk in; she looked a little embarrassed when she sat next to me. I finally got a good look and smell of her. Yesterday, I hadn’t gotten an opportunity to really study her, like I wanted. The fact that she was blocking everyone had freaked us out that we rushed home to talk with Carlisle.
Bella’s scent was breathtakingly sweet but not in the ‘I want to eat you type of way.’ I had experienced it once before but this wasn’t it. Her scent was what I imagine humans feel when they smell something that reminds them of a happy memory or person.
She slumped into her chair and watched her unpack her book and notebook. She tossed her bag on the floor and looked up at me with her beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Her eyes bore onto mine and she bit down on her bottom lip, bowing her head. Her stare caught me off guard so it took me a few seconds to recover.
She looked up again and said, “Hey Emmett, I’m Bella, I hope I didn’t interrupt you last night. I just wanted to get things in order just in case the rest of my classes got more complicated.”
“No worries, Bella. I should apologize for brushing you off yesterday. My family and I were in the middle of dinner and it wasn’t a good time to talk,” I said, sounding as convincing as possible.
She smiled at the desk, not meeting my gaze. I found myself intrigued by this human. She was smart, but wasn’t a total nerd, she was beautiful underneath her jeans and oversized t-shirt and seemed to be a genuine girl. I smiled at Bella and realized this was going to be a fun year, getting to know her would be something I could actually feel excited about.
“Yeah, I’m so glad that you understand, because it looks like we’ll be working together for the whole year. Mr. Molina said that we would be doing a lot of group work,” she said before focusing her attention on the lecture.
The group assignment was no big deal for us, and we were finished within the first fifteen minutes. We sat in awkward silence before I decided I would ask her a few questions to get to know her. I didn’t see any harm in this since she was going to be a part of us sooner or later. If Alice was right, which she always was, I thought I might as well get to know my new family member.
“So Bella, you moved here from Phoenix? This must be a big change for you, huh? Smaller school, smaller town, no sun, and lots of rain,” I said teasingly.
“Yeah, it’s definitely different. I never knew it could rain this much, but I’m glad I moved here,” she said quietly, bowing her head, hiding her beautiful brown eyes with her hair.
“Yeah? That’s good. Why did you move?” I didn’t want to seem nosy, but I wanted her to be able to talk to me.
She let out a blush, and then made a small frown, “It’s not a big deal, really. My mom, Renee, and her new husband, Phil, just deserved a little alone time so I came to live with Charlie, my father.”
I was shocked at her answer, “Your mom sent you here so she could be with her new husband?”
Her eyebrows furrowed and then became smooth again when she nonchalantly said, “No, more like I sent myself here. Phil is in the minor leagues and moves around a lot and Renee wanted to join him, but had to stay with me. So I thought it would be best that I come here so she wouldn’t have to hurt when he was gone. At least now I get to spend some quality time with Charlie.”
“Oh well that sucks, but hey, at least you got to spend time with your dad and got to meet me,” I said, giving her a smile.
Did I just say that? What’s wrong with me? I never seemed to measure my words in regards to Bella.
“Yup,” she said, popping the ‘p.’
Finally, she smiled directly at me and that’s when I saw it; the beauty that had attracted all the humans to her. She was dazzling. Strike that, she was more than dazzling; she was breathtaking, if that were even possible for me. She was amazingly sweet and beautiful. I didn’t want the conversation to end so I asked her more questions about her hobbies, likes and dislikes. She loved to read the classics, she liked all types of music and at least gave each song one chance. She loved to cook but not always, and missed her mom and the sun.
I couldn't believe how little she valued her own happiness. There didn’t seem to be much for her to enjoy Forks. She was away from her mom, away from the sun, and was living in a town where it rained constantly.
Ten minutes before class was over, Mr. Molina made us go over the answers. I couldn’t wait until the end of the day so that I could see her again.
After she finished packing up her stuff, I suggested we meet at the library after school. She agreed, giving me that beautiful smile again.
When I woke up this morning, I found myself a little excited about school, today I was going to meet up with Emmett to work on our project. I knew I had no chance but I felt that even this little crush would make my stay here in Forks a little more exciting. I had never really shown much interest in guys. I found them attractive and all, but none of them seemed worth my time. With Emmett there was something more to him, underneath all that bronze, I hoped there would be beauty.
I arrived to school a little too early and stayed in my car until it was time to get to class. I began humming to the oldies station, and soon found myself singing along. The morning bell finally rang and my day went by without much effort. I counted the seconds, in agony, until I would get to interact with him.
During lunch, I hardly ate. My stomach was already in knots and I didn’t want to add to my uneasiness. I sat with the same people who I sat with yesterday. I nodded and smiled as everyone at the table talked about school and weekend plans, but I wasn’t really listening to any specifics.
The bell rang and I practically jumped out of my seat in excitement of seeing Emmett again. As I walked to class, I felt someone’s gaze on me; I looked up to find Rosalie glaring at me. I bowed my head and continued walking. I couldn’t understand why she looked at me that way. The only conclusion I came up with was that when I had called last night she was the one who answered the phone.
I walked into class; Emmett was already in his seat waiting for me. I felt my cheeks begin to grow red and instantly regretted it. Mr. Molina assigned us our work and we finished quickly.
Once we were done I got a chance to really study him. His curls lay perfectly on his head and he was wearing a tan-colored shirt with dark wash jeans. He was extremely pale, and his eye color was more golden today than it had been yesterday. Now that I had gotten a chance to get a good luck at him I realized that my memory of yesterday hadn’t been as accurate as I thought. Despite how large and intimidating he looked, towering over me, there was also a beauty to him.
I was trying to match the word that described Emmett’s beauty when he began asking me if I liked it here and why I moved. I was a little caught of guard by how forward he was but I answered is questions as best I could. I wasn’t happy about the move and being asked about it and pretending that I liked it here was so annoying but I didn’t want to come off as a snob.
Emmett seemed genuinely interested and saw right through my bullshit and even made me laugh as we continued our conversation. I cursed Mr. Molina when he interrupted us for the review before the bell rang. I lagged getting my things together so that I could talk to him about the project but he beat me to it.
I was relieved to know that Emmett was a lot smarter than what I had expected. The enthusiasm I had been containing was in full swing. The possibility that Emmett and I could be friends or something more was hard to ignore. I couldn’t concentrate the rest of the day, anticipating our meeting. I knew it would be all work but I was still excited; during our brief conversation I had never felt more relaxed and comfortable.
The Forks Library didn't look like much, but when I arrived at the library, Emmett was already there with a few books laid out. Our assignment was to see if it was possible to prevent the eggs from breaking by absorbing the egg's kinetic energy when the device hits the ground and aid it in it’s absorption of shock. Not only were we suppose to make a device to hold the egg, but we had to write lab reports, and get background information that was privy to the project.
We worked for about an hour, reading some books on physics in general and kinetic energy, setting aside what was useful. Every now and then I would sneak glances at him and my heart would skip a beat. He was concentrating really hard on whatever he was reading and had the cutest look on his face. I could have sworn he may have stolen a few glances my way, but I wasn’t sure. He sat hunched over the table, clearly uncomfortable in the small chair the library offered. His is eyes were furrowed and he nodded along when something made sense. I couldn’t help but check him out.
I was racking my brain thinking of something to say, I was clearly not focusing having already found enough information to write a good quality paper that talked about kinetic energy.
I put my book down and played with my pen before finally striking up a conversation with him, “So, have you come up with any ideas for this?”
“Not really, I’ve kind of had other things on my mind,” he said shrugging.
“Yeah, I know what you mean,” I said nervously, “So Emmett, tell me more about yourself. It seems we only got a chance to cover my story earlier.”
“There’s not much to tell. I was adopted from Carlisle and Esme when I was ten and have lived with them ever since. I don’t remember much of my parents, except that they were good people. I’m really close with my family and I love to go camping and hunting with them,” he said, giving me a smile that showed his dimples.
“I’m sorry about your parents,” I said uncomfortably.
“No worries, it was a long time ago,” he said, dazzling me with his smile.
“That’s cool,” I said cringing at my indiscretion. I wanted to say something to soothe the situation so I changed the subject. “So, what do you like to do when you’re not with your family?”
“I like doing a lot of things. I watch sports on TV, go off-roading in my Jeep, and play video games,” he said, shrugging. His answers were what I thought of as typical guy stuff but there was something he wasn’t telling me. I didn’t push the feeling because, really, it wasn’t my place; I officially met the guy today.
I wanted to know more, so I asked him another question and then another and a few more until it was time to go. I learned a lot about him, he was brief and to the point, he enjoyed laughing and making other people laugh, with cheesy jokes.
Too soon it was time to go. Luckily, he suggested we meet up this weekend so that we could work on a prototype for the egg drop.
I went home, cooked for Charlie, and we had a nice conversation about our day. I told him about my project, and he told me how some loser tried to rob a convenience store and failed. He mentioned several times that he did not like the idea that I was partnered up with Emmett.
“They say he’s a player. Always a different girl every week, and not just any girl, college girls. Please be careful. He may have expectations of you and I don’t want you to get hurt,” he said, giving me a useless lecture.
“Dad, please, it’s just a school project. After that I won’t have to meet up with him,” I said as I finished drying the dishes. Of course there could be more projects later on, I thought.
I got ready for bed and I had the best dream ever. I was sitting on a couch talking to Emmett and we just held each other, talking about silly things and being happy. For the first time since I got here, I was actually looking forward to building a life in Forks.
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