Chapter 13

It was Christmas morning. Finally. I said to myself as I opened my eyes and found myself face to face with Emmett! I screamed in surprise and kicked him off the bed.

"Emmett, you idiot! What are you doing?" I screamed, glaring at him.

"Watching you talk in your sleep," he said simply. "Now come on, it's Christmas and I'm not allowed to open presents until you come down," he whined like a three year old. I decided to mess with him.

"But, I was going to go hunting before I opened presents," I said, holding back laughter.

His jaw dropped and it looked like I had slapped him across the face. His lip trembled and he began stuttering. "But, it's Christmas," he sobbed. slightly.

I sighed and said, "Sorry, Emmett, too thirsty to wait. I'll be back in about four hours," I said walking out the door. I could almost here his jaw drop. I ran across the lawn and turned back around. I opened the door and laughed at his face.

"Do you honestly think I would do that to you? I hunted last night, remember, you were there," I said to him, causing the whole house to burst into light laughter.

"Okay, let's open presents," Emmett said, already over my prank. I giggled at his face.

For Christmas, I got and iPod touch and a Wii, clothes and jewelry. I opened that last one and gasped. It was a piano book from Edward with a promise to teach me to play the piano.

I ran over to him and threw my arms around his shoulder and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you Eddie, I can't wait!" I squealed.

"Yes! Thank you Eddie!" Emmett mock squealed, earning him a smack in the head.

"What?" he asked, looking around.

It wasn't long after that, that Esme brought out some chocolate cheesecake, my favorite.

"Remember the year when Emmett kept feeding that stuff to Bella and she finally threw it up, all over him," Rosalie said, laughing as her husband turned to glare at my dessert. I growl and took a bite. That made everyone laugh.

"No, remember when Bella was scared to open her presents because Emmett convinced her that they could be bombs because she had never met Santa before and that he was a terrorist," Edward said, Laughing. Probably remembering me screaming and running from my own presents.

Esme began tidying up and Edward played Christmas carols. Emmett and Rosalie were under the mistletoe for the fifth time today. I rolled my eyes and began playing with my new iPod.

"Bella, time to go Christmas hunting," Carlisle said, smiling. Every Christmas, we go on a major hunt and stuff ourselves silly. Of couse this year would be no different. I love tradition.

When should Bella begin to develop feeling for Edward. I need some ideas for when Bella's twelve.