My stomach erupted in a fiesta of butterflies as I turned back towards him. I realized my heart was beating a bit faster than normal which was strange. I mean, I had never gotten so excited over someone telling me to wait. Wait? For what? Questions were ALWAYS on my mind.
Oh shit. I said that out loud. Damn it. Now he's going to think I'm even stranger…ARG this was not how it was supposed to go...
My lack of a brain to mouth filter knew no bounds. Once, Emmett had brought home a girl to meet the family. She was pretty enough but man was she stupid. I thought I had said "Well, at least her looks will carry her in life since her brains certainly won't" in my head. But No, No I had said that aloud; in front of everyone. I felt horrible about it and even apologized attempting to make it better by offering to take her shopping but apparently that offended her more. Emmett was a little upset he told me I had no right to say that but after I gave him an apology, told him that I didn't mean to, and offered to do his chores for a month he caved in with a giant Emmett-only-bear-hug. I smirked at the memory; Emmett was never able to resist my charms and usually gave in.
Oh. Wait. He thinks I'm smirking at him…I mean this could go either way, really. I thought to myself. Gosh, I hope he smirks back then and whisks me away…
Then almost as if he could hear my thoughts he smirked back. Literally, the sexiest, cocky smirk I have ever- Damn it, that's twice now. I have to wear extra panties around this guy. He walked to me in a few quick strides; I looked into his clear blue eyes wondering if I the sky was ever such a wonderful shade. A beat passed and I realized how close we were standing, I didn't even know this kid yet I wanted to reach out and touch him. So I did.
No, not like that, you perv. I chastised myself.
I stuck out my hand for a good ol'handshake. "Hi, I'm Esme. You are?" I smiled brightly at him hoping to God I was charming his pants off. Ooh, I'd like that, pants off, that'd be nice. No No, Esme keep your thoughts in check what if you say something dirty to him out loud!
He put his hand in mine and an electric shock made me gasp lightly, I quickly pull my hand away.
He chuckled lightly like he had some sort of an inside joke going. I narrowed my eyes never keen on being on the outside of information.
Putting his hand up in surrender, "Sorry, I didn't know that was going to happen-
Well of course you didn't but why does he say it like he DID know?
-Hi, my name is Carlisle" He said, smiling broadly at me.
Lord, I wanted to kiss this guy even though we had just met. His smiles will be the death of me.
Yet, that smile boosted my confidence back to its normal level and I decided to *initiate phase three*
*Sorry Eminem reference, I do that sometimes*
"So Carlisle, how long have you been playing guitar? You sound really good; do you play here a lot? I never heard anyone playing out here before til-…"
"Whoa, one question at a time Miss?" –\He gestured as if to ask me for my last name,
Smooth I thought to myself.
"McCarty" I responded quickly.
"–Miss Esme McCarty, journalist extraordinaire!" He said in a voice that sounded like a game show host.
I laughed at his decent impersonation. He smiled that pantry wetting smile, AGAIN. I was doomed. Thank God I was wearing a flowing dress and not tight pants.
"Alright, alright, just answer them one at a time big boy" I giggled, raising my hands up in mock surrender.
"Okay then, I have been playing guitar since I was in high school. Thanks, I would hope after SO many years there'd be SOMETHING to show! No, I haven't played here before. First time, actually, it was such a great night with the temperature just right so my buddy Jacob-he used his thumb to jab in the direction his friend had left-and I came out here not really thinking anyone would care to hear or see us play, but then-He pointed at me with his long index finger
Oh, the things my mind could conjure up for him to do with those fingers, DANGEROUS TERRITORY ESME CALM DOWN!
- You show up with your friend and ruin everything!"
I pointed a finger at myself and made a pouty face with my eyebrows raised in question.
He ignored my pout and continued in his rant "-It's as if a starving artist can't even wallow in his self-pity and play his heart out anymore. Gorgeous girls just have to come in and ruin everything, don't they?" He winked after he said that.
Oh we're winking now are we? I can wink too.
I stopped pouting, looked to the ground, acted like I was straightening out my cardigan lapels, and said in my best rejected voice, "Fine."
Just as my body was pivoting on my right foot, turning to leave, I felt him tug on my arm.
"Hey, Esme, I was only joking!" Many emotions were playing across his features, fear, sadness, disparity, and finally Defeat.
Defeat was MY personal favorite. It meant I had won. I really should go into acting my theatrics are only getting better with age.
I couldn't help it, I burst out laughing at his defeated face which had taken a turn for a pouty face and said it right back at him, "I know, I was just messing around too. Glad to know you're polite enough to not want to hurt my feelings. Sometimes gorgeous guys- I jabbed my finger in his direction- forget to respect us gorgeous girls. I winked after I said that.
And he looked stunned for a second, like he had met his match. His eyes became a brighter almost electric blue and a toothy grin lit up his face.
*Cough* Who the hell would cough right now? Oh, Shit. I forgot Angela was still here. I swear it felt like I had known Carlisle for ages and we were the only two beings here.
"Angela!" I waved her over even though she had completely turned herself in the opposite direction and looked to be reading a text off her phone. She turned though, never one to be impolite and walked over to us.
"Angela-Carlisle, Carlisle-Angela" I introduced them to each other. Carlisle quickly greeted her apologizing for not saying so earlier to which Angela smiled and said it was perfectly alright. As they were saying their, how are you(s), I checked my cell which I had luckily turned to silent because it had several texts messages on it.
Rose (2) Alice (2) Mika (1) Peter (1) Oh and Emmett (1).
What could be eating everybody up at this hour?
"SHIT" I said aloud.
INBOX:
Rose *THEQueenBiotch*:
- Esme, where THE fuck are you? You told me you'd be home all night. Or that you'd at least be in bed by 1?
- I don't have keys; I'm stuck in this fucking hall with all the fucking ugly ass guys trying to hit on me. I hate your life so much right now. Get home ASAP.
Jeez, what has her panties in a knot? Nevertheless, an ANGRY Rose is Not good.
Alice *AllthingsPretty&Sparkly&Glittery*:
- Esme! Guesses Whaaattttttt gurrrlll
-I am ata partayyyyy right nowwwww ;]
And a clearly drunk Alice. Double not good. Rose wasn't even with her which meant she could only be with …
I scrolled down to Mika's text
Mika *THE ONE & ONLY*: Esme, you sexy bitch why aren't you here? Alice and I are going hammm, well, she is more than me haha ttyl sista ;] Kisses!3
TRIPLE not good! Mika was so fucking irresponsible! He knew a drunk Alice needed at least two people to make sure she didn't end up hooking up with a stranger or worse! Damn, Mika. He did this on purpose. He loves getting the wild side out of us. I'll show him the fucking wild side!
I checked the other texts quickly.
Peter *Pita Piper*:
Hey, just wanted to know if you wanted to catch a movie. I'm bored tonight too /:
Aww, I had completely forgotten to ask Peter to join us for the walk!
Emmett-Emmy Bear: Wasssuuppppp lil'sis? *scream face*
No, Emmett wasn't drunk that was just his normal hello.
"What's wrong?" Carlisle's voice broke through my frantic thoughts about what I had to do.
"Huh?" I absentmindedly replied.
"You said, Shit! What happened?" Carlisle looked at my phone warily.
"Oh! Sorry, I didn't realize I said that out loud. Nothing-uhh well- Actually everything! Apparently the one night I'm not there my friends go crazy. I have to go, fix this stuff before it gets out of hand" I looked at Carlisle realizing I didn't know his last name or if I would see him again. For some reason that thought caused my heart to feel heavy.
"Here, this is my number. I'll let you know the next time we decide to randomly play, or we could grab coffee or something" Carlisle said with finality. It wasn't even a question, it was a fact. He wanted to meet up with me again. I did a little gleeful jump into the air in my head.
I took his number down entering it into my phone as: Carlisle *Clearly a hunky piece of a$$* then sent him a text so he could save my number:
Hey, this is Esme:]
A shy smile formed on his lips when he got my text. I wanted to kiss him so bad. But I had only met the kid, kissing him already would make me a whore. According to society, Society sucks. I whispered to myself.
"What?" Carlisle asked. Or I guess not entirely to myself. Why THE fuck did I keep doing that. That's not healthy, in the least. I opened my mouth to answer him but didn't know what to say and Angela came to the rescue sensing my doom. Bless her.
"Umm, Esme on top of everything else, it's 1:30AM, you have biolab tomorrow with Masen. We should go."
"Wait, Esme, you have biolab with Masen tomorrow? Carlisle asked incredulously.
"Yup" I said popping the "p".
"What time?"
"Uh, 10, why?"
"I do too" He replied excitement playing on his face.
"You would think that with a room full of 40 students I would at least recognize you!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah me too, that's crazy, haha, well I guess I'll see you in class" Carlisle replied looking guilty but I couldn't fathom why.
"Alrighty, then I'll see you in class, and it was really great meeting you Carlisle" I beamed at him.
"Same here, yeah it really was." He replied with his gorgeous panty wetting smile.
He started to walk back towards his car, stooping down to pick up the chord he had dropped on the ground when he had stopped me from leaving. And I could not help it if I tried. I stared, DOWNRIGHT STARED as he bent down. My thoughts taking a very dangerous turn and my body aching to run up to him and squeeze that adorable tush while losing myself in a passionate kiss.
"Esme?" Angela knocked me out of my reverie
"Hmm?" I replied looking at her sheepishly.
"YOU need to stop staring and WE need to get a move on!"
"Hold up, you knew what's going on with everyone but didn't say anything?"
"Well, derr, I have a cell too!" She flashed her phone in front of my face.
"Why didn't you say anything before?"
"I didn't want to interrupt, whatever that was" she grinned at me knowing I loved her for not interrupting.
"Why you silly, lovable girl!" I exclaimed in a 1920s flapper-esque accent, laughing with her as we made our way to the elevators and back across campus.
We were off to return to reality, to straighten the world that had kept on spinning while I had been lost in a moment with one name on my lips, Carlisle.
-{Chapter 2}-