Shattered

Eighteen

-Emmaline's Point of View-

. . .

Bella woke Renesme and I up the next morning. I got up and got ready in Alice's bathroom, groaning as I remembered last nights embarrassing events.

I got into my outfit and then pulled my hair into ponytail.

I ran my hand over my head, smoothing down any stray hairs as well as trying to calm my nerves. I put everything back into my bag, this included the pajama bottoms and Jasper's shirt that I slept in. I wanted to wash them before I give them back.

"If you don't hurry you will be late." Alice said on the other side of the door.

I smiled and opened it "Ready, you riding with?" I asked. She nodded happily and the two of us left waving goodbye to everyone we passed.

"Thanks for having me over last night, we'll have to do it again some time, maybe next time at my house so we can rummage around in my moms closet." I suggested with a smile.

Her smile fell, "as much as I would love to I can't."

"Oh, is Mrs Cullen really over-protective?" I asked.

"No, plus Esme loves you. It's just I'm going to be leaving this weekend, later today actually."

"Do you mind if I ask why?"

"I'm going to Europe with extended family, I guess to find myself." She told me. "Hopefully find love."

"And what about school and everything?"

She shrugged, "I can test out, I've got all the required credits to graduate, we all do, but our parents want us to have as much of a 'normal' life as possible, that includes going to school and making friends."

I nodded my understanding and she continued, "I will be back eventually, and when I do I hope you will have found someone special enough for you."

I smiled, "I'm beginning to think this town is too small for a guy of my caliber."

"Don't over look anybody, and don't be afraid to take chances, I can guarantee you won't find true love if you keep going back to the same guys as before."

"Yeah." An image of Jasper popped into my head, he had been so kind to me last night, but I couldn't possibly be his type.

"And what if I'm not his type?" I asked a little sadly.

She giggled, "trust me you're every guys type. You're beautiful, smart, sweet, caring, and a cheerleader."

I blushed, "it seems like guys only want one thing and after my last relationship I don't think I'm ready to go to that level of intimacy any time soon."

She smiled a soft smile at me, "that's good Emma, you hold onto that and go after the gentlemen you described last night. A real guy will open doors for you, pull out your chairs and constantly tell you how beautiful you are without any ulterior motives."

Now I rolled my eyes, "if I found that guy I would probably throw myself at him." I laughed as I completely contradicted myself. We pulled into the back parking lot so that we could go straight to the field.

"How do you know you haven't already met him?" She asked cryptically as she got out of the car. "Good luck today."

"Thanks." I said as I walked onto the field alone.

"Hey Coach Dillion." I greeted her, she was standing with a few girls from last years squad and a couple new faces, shortly after a handful more girls arrived, Renesme included and I knew her family would be in the stands with the other family members.