Disclaimer: All of these wonderful characters in Twilight belong to SM, not me.

Emmett's POV


She was beautiful compared to all the other girls at school. She walked onto school campus as she owned the place; a girl with courage I would say. With every step, every click of her stiletto shoe, you knew that she thought of herself as popular. As she flicks her blonde hair to the side, and applies on some pink gloss, every guy out there will get a wet dream.

She is an angel, and I am just…well, me.

Chapter 1

"Goddamn, stupid freaking dear." I muttered to no one. I had perfect aim, looking through the little peep hole of my gun, and just as I was about to shoot it, the deer started to run. I trudged back to my truck, and shoved the gun in the back seat. I started the car and blasted the radio. The song, I was guessing, was in the middle. Somehow it spoke to me, reminded me of the girl I've had a crush on for the past two years.

So let's not pretend like you're alone tonight
(I know he's there and)
You're probably hanging out and making nice
(while across the room, he stares)
I bet he gets the nerve to walk the floor
And ask my girl to dance, and she'll say yes

The words were true; Rosalie's never alone at night. She slept her way through the male student body.

Because these words were never easier for me to say
Or her to second guess
But I guess
That I can live without you but
Without you I'll be miserable at best

The radio died at that moment, the static was unbearable. I was mad at my stupid truck and its radio, maybe Esme would buy me another car. A really cool one with a good radio. When I arrived home, the family was doing their own thing. Esme was cooking, humming to herself quietly, Jasper was reading some book, Edward was playing with his piano, and Carlisle was reading a newspaper. My family tried their hardest to pretend to be a "perfect" one.

"Hey." I greeted, walking upstairs without waiting for a response.

"Emmett wait!" Jasper yelled, jogging to catch up with me.

"What is it?" I asked, annoyed. I haven't talked to Jasper since I found out that he slept with Rosalie. That was three months ago.

"I'm really sorry man, can't you let it go?" he pleaded.

I looked at him dully and continued walking back upstairs. The problem is, I can't let it go. They all knew I had a huge crush on Rosalie, he should've known she was off limits.

But its always Rosalie's choice on who she wants.

Never mine.

I thought back to the song that was playing on the radio. 'Without you, I'll be miserable at best.' I blinked and realized how true that was.


I pulled up into the school lot, and killed the engine before right as I parked.

I was the only hunter at our school, people thought of me as a freak for killing animals for fun. For a second I thought all eyes were on me, but then as I turned around, I saw Rosalie pull up in her red convertible, her friends Alice and Bella in the back, primping each other's hair.

I knew my brothers had a crush on Rosalie's friends, we could make perfect pairs, if only she liked me back.

I knew it would never happen.

"Ew, look it's the freak hunter." Alice snickered and rolled her eyes.

Rosalie shot a death glare at her and waved at me flirtatiously. I would've blushed at that moment, but as manly as I looked, it wouldn't fit me.

I grabbed my books and went inside. Edward was already sitting down on the cafeteria table talking to Jasper, they looked up when stopped in front of them.

"How'd you get here so early?" I demanded.

Edward shrugged.

"We have our own cars you know." He stated.

I rolled my eyes at his sarcasm, and walked to the vending machine. I pressed C5 and a bottle of propel fell down.

I turned to face the cafeteria and watched as Rosalie walked over to her new prey. Its like hunting, Rosalie is like the hunter and the male is the deer, one shot of her scent, the male is dead. Today its Edward she's trying to get. Great, another one of my brothers I will ignore.

Bella is pouting; she crossed her arms over her chest and 'hmphed'.

I twisted the cap, and took a swig of the drink. Rosalie flipped her blonde her away from her face and kissed my brother's neck, leaving a red mark. Edward didn't blush, in fact, he ignored Rose, watching Bella intently.

Rosalie's eyes narrowed as she walked away. I always wondered how girls can walk so fast in shoes so high. Rosalie stopped walking, her friends stopped short; she glanced my way and smiled, before walking away.

Even though my mouth was closed, I licked my lips at the thought. When would it be my turn?

Without you I'll be miserable at best

So that was really short, but I wanna see how many people will be willing to read this story. I want to thank Zombie's Run This Town for sending me a link of this song, its now my muse. 'Miserable at my best' by Mayday Parade, is this stories theme song. Haven't heard of it? Youtube it.

Review, are you willing to read this?