Hi everybody. This chapter is dedicated to DoubleAgentA the first to review.

Yes I am Nigerian. My name is Funmilola; Olubukola is my middle name which is shortened to Buky.

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Esme POV

I shook my head when I left Edward's room. Sometimes I felt like I failed as a mother when I see how he behaves. Two year ago he was so perfect: charming, handsome, had a girlfriend and NEVER came home drunk OR came home in the morning. I was worried. What could have happened a year ago that turned him into such a creature? I entered Carlisle's office. He looked up from his papers and smiled. I shut the door and stared at the floor.

"What's wrong Esme?" He asked and came up to me to massage my shoulders.

"Edward is worrying me. He had a girl staying over- and I don't think he is even remembering her name… where did I fail did I disappoint him at some point?" This whole situation slips out of my hands. Carlisle took me in his arms.

"Don't even say that love, you know you did what you could… and by the way… we MAY have a solution…" Carlisle said when I rested my head on his shoulder and let him stroke my hair. "It's going to be fine…" he mumbled in my hair and I nodded weak- knowing that we both had trouble to believe that.

"Get a room people!" Edward spit out when he came in the office. I let go of Carlisle and faced Edward.

"Edward this is going out of hand… you come home late and drunk every weekend and now you even brought a girl. What the hell is wrong with you?" Edward laughed.

"Nothing. Shouldn't you go back to being America's most beloved doctor?" he sneered I slammed my hand on the table.

Edward smiled.

"There is nothing wrong!"

I didn't know what to say. Carlisle laid his hand on my shoulder. Emmett came bounding into the room.

"What'd I miss?" he asked.

"Edward, Emmett-you get a sister." They stared at us with big eyes than with disgust.

"You guys are... are… are… pregnant?" I rolled my eyes.

"We are going to get a foreign exchange student!" He smiled.

"Can we get a French Chick?" I swallowed down all my anger- no need to yell.

"No, we chose a Nigerian girl. Her name is Olubukola Obademi and she comes from a city called Victoria Island." He made a disappointed face.

"Nigeria? They don't even have a cute accent!" I felt my hands forming fists and in the next moment Carlisle's hands on my fists and I started loosing the grip.

"That's all son." Edward left the room without another word and my heart ached because I knew that something must have hurt him so very bad- there was no other possibility. Where was MY Edward?

B POV

I opened my eyes to see an un-familiar room. Oh no! Not another one nightstand. I looked down confused to see my suitcase. Then every thing came back to me I was in America. I most have been really tired because the last thing I remember was getting in the taxi.

I looked at a clock on the desk it was 3am that meant it was 8am back home. I opened my box and rummaged through it until I found what I was looking for. I grabbed my hair bag and box of chewing-sticks. (A/N: actual sticks you chew to clean your teeth.)

I cleaned my teeth and brushed my hair before going downstairs to explore the house with a flashlight my dad made me pack.

Their house was nice, bigger than most American houses but smaller than mine. I looked everywhere but didn't open any doors upstairs.

I crept into the kitchen turning off the flashlight because it had gotten a little light. I was surprised to see someone there.

He had his back to me and wasn't wearing a shirt. I could see a tattoo on his back it looked like a crest and had the name Cullen under it. (A/N: tattoo on Profile). He had bronze hair. His hair was sticking up oddly, it looked untamable. He was muscular but not too built. I coughed

"HOLY SHIT" he spun around. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped and stared at me.

I looked down to see what I was wearing. A midnight blue tank top that showed my stomach and tight black shorts that stopped mid-thigh.

"Excuse me. I didn't come all the way to America to be ogled at." I snapped

He blushed madly, his entire face turning red. I laughed; he was cute when he blushed.

"So you're Olubukola Obademi." I laughed at his poor pronunciation.

"Call me Buky." I said "For shortness' sake and for my sake since you pronounce my name horribly wrong."

He stared at me like I'd grown another head.

"And you are?" I asked.

"I…uh…..hm….eh….Edward" he stumbled over the words.

I walked over to the counter and sat on it.

"So Eddie, who else lives in this house?"

"Uh…. My parents, me and my brother Emmett."

Emmett, he reminded me of Emiko, my uncle. I heard a loud crash and someone cuss.

"Speak of the devil." Edward muttered.

I ran out of the kitchen screaming "Emmie" and jumped/hugged a heavily built guy with dark curly hair. He grabbed me into a tight bear-hug.

"Good morning Olubukola." I laughed at his pronunciation.

"Call me Buky." I said.

I hopped down and turned to the kitchen to see Edward standing in the doorway.

"So Eddie are you're parents around?" I asked.

"No. They asked me to give you this note." He took a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me.

Dear Olubukola

My husband and I are out of town for the weekend. We Hope you settle in nicely. Fell free to take anything you want.

Esme

I smiled to myself. So far I was loving America.

Btw Olubukola means 'God has added to my wealth'

Love from Lola