BellaPOV

It was a warm summer morning at the Cullen’s house. The air was fresh and crisp, and the house was deadly silent besides Emmett’s occasional grunt of frustration. Me and him were playing video games on his new gaming system, and I was pleased to find out that I was a natural at the game we were playing. I was pretty much owning him.

Rosalie and Alice were upstairs, cleaning out their closets. When they were done, there was no doubt that they would insist we go on a huge shopping spree. But luckily, there was so much stuff that even with their vampire speed, it would take them a long time to be finished.

Jasper and Edward were completely silent across the room from Emmett and I, staring intensely at the chessboard. The game had been going on for hours, because Jasper insisted that Edward couldn’t read his mind during the game. This rule caused Edward to shift uncomfortably in his seat every time he almost slipped up. He was far too dependent on his ability.

Esme and Carlisle were upstairs in some sitting room, piles of books surrounding them. They were just reading, and had been for days. The only time they stopped was the days when Carlisle had to work. For some reason, they had decided to re-read every single book the Cullen’s possessed.

My mind barely focused on the game, I smacked a few more buttons down on the remote and my player threw down Emmett’s. Big, red letters appeared across the screen, saying PLAYER 1 WINS. I set down my controller and grinned, noticing out of the corner of my eye that Alice had just flew down the steps and out the front door. “Wow, Emmett. You really aren’t very good at this game.” I teased, grinning slyly.

Emmett growled, tossing his controller on the ground. “I give up.” He said dramatically, getting up from his seat. “This game is rigged.” I paused, contemplating this. “It’s a video game, Emmett. It’s not rigged.” I said, stifling a laugh.

But I got up also, gently setting down my controller and glancing at my watch. 9:35 A.M. A wave of hunger washed over me and settled as I realized I hadn’t eaten the night before, or breakfast in the morning. “I’m hungry.” I announced. Edward immediately broke his gaze away from the game of chess. “What do you want to eat, love?” He asked, stepping away from the board.