-Rosalie-

Almost as soon as we pulled into the driveway, I noticed that my ferrari was not where it was supposed to be. Moreover, it was dented. And painted lime green, for crying out loud.

I screamed, and Emmett had to hold me back while I started yelling obscenities at Edward. I almost ripped him to shreds, burnt the pieces and danced around the pile.

I was that mad.

As if he wanted to die, he'd poured syrup on my bed.

"It wasn't my idea. It was Jacob's. I just put it into action," he'd said.

Then, that night, when I washed my hair, I came out with lima, limão green hair. I HATED GREEN!!!

"Cheer up. At least you match your car," Edward had grinned at me while I was lunging for his throught.

I was ready to pulverise him.

* * *

After Esme had made him apologise and order me a new car (he was paying for it), buy me a new bed, and telling me that the green would fade out of my hair after a few washes, I was only mad enough rip him apart.

Jasper winced a little every time he passed me, that's how angry I still was. I'd spent the night in the shower, so por dawn, my hair was back to normal.

Edward was going to pay. Big time.