Blackmailing is Fun:
Blackmailing is Fun:
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.
Bella POV: (takes place after breaking dawn)
I was bored. Very bored.
Everyone was out. Edward, Emmett and Jasper had gone hunting – just a guy thing. Alice had taken Nessie shopping, and Esme had gone too. Carlisle was at the hospital. And Rosalie was in her garage doing God knows what to her car.
So I had nothing to do.
I missed Edward. So, he'd only been gone a few hours but I missed him still. God, I couldn't wait until I saw him tonight!
Lazily, I wandered over to the window to see if Rose had finished. Nope, her head was still stuck under some BMW. Ugh, I still didn't see the attraction for fast cars, even after being a vampire for ten years.
I danced over to the sofa. Seeing my reflection in a mirror, I couldn't get used to the idea of being so graceful. It still freaked me out every time I caught a glimpse. Maybe it always would.
I flicked through the channels on the TV, passing through 200 in thirty seconds flat. There was nothing on. No cute little movie, no breath-taking CNN. Just my luck.
I clicked onto saved programmes and saw someone had highlighted 'The Oprah Winfrey Show'. Funny, that must have been a mistake – nobody in the family watched that. Except possibly when there was nothing else on. I deleted it, and sighing, went upstairs.
I was passing Rose and Emmett's room when I heard a noise. Their door was ajar, so silently I crept over to peek through. I wasn't scared, just curious. What could a vampire be scared of, except another vampire? And the smell wasn't hostile. In fact it smelled like Emmett!
I slipped round the door, and was met by a strange sight!
Emmett was curled up on the floor with hundreds of pictures in front of him. Looking closer I saw they were all of Oprah Winfrey! Some of them were even topless! Ewwwwwwwwwwww!!
As I watched, he picked one up and held it to his lips! He was kissing it! Now that just made me feel sick! If vampires could hurl, I so would.
A giggle of laughter escaped me. I just couldn't help myself.
"Emmett!" I cried, "You fancy Oprah Winfrey!?"
Emmett jumped about a metre in the air and spun round.
"Ohmigod Bella, shhhhh, and don't dare tell anyone! Especially Rose!" he yelled, furtively.
"Okay," I laughed, "but what the hell? Since when do you have a crush on Oprah? She must be like, fifty!"
"She is not!" Emmett insisted, "She just seems to cool, helping people like that…"
"Yeah," I agreed, "But what's Rosalie gonna think?"
"Bella! PLEASE, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please…."
After a half an hour of Emmett promising me loads of things, such as never teasing me or Edward, letting me pick what to watch on TV every night, and doing a number of embarrassing things with everyone watching, I went downstairs.
Smiling as I sat down, I thought, blackmailing is fun!
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