Chapter 4: Unexpected
A/N: Things I don't own….the characters in this story. Stephenie Meyer owns them. Things I do own..the plot of this story and a living room decked out in twilight merchandise.
When I opened my letter I was so relieved to know that one of the best schools in the country accepted my application. Princeton. I couldn't believe it. I already knew what I wanted to study. I loved children, so that pretty much meant that I had two choices. Well, two choices that I wanted to do. Those choices were Pediatrician or school teacher. Both jobs helped children and both were rewarding. But, I wanted to do stuff like deliver babies and heal bones when they were broken and over all, comfort them. That meant pediatrician.
I was so happy that Princeton accepted me. But in all my excitement, I forgot to read the whole letter. When I got to the bottom of the page, I nearly passed out. It read, and I quote "For perfect grades and perfect attendance and all over good reviews, we would like to offer you a FULL SCHOLARSHIP to Princeton University."
Good thing I was sitting, if I had read this standing I would have fallen on my ass.
It was Tuesday when I got a phone call that I did not want. My best friend, Carmen, was getting married. She was also pregnant, which meant she would not be going to Princeton with me. It wasn't that I was upset that Carmen and Eleazar were getting married and having a child. I was super happy for them. They had been dating since the sixth grade. It was about time they finally realized they were the ones for each other. It's just that we had plans. We were going to go to the same school and get the same degree and work in the same hospital. We were even going to open our own children's hospital.
I wasn't mad at her. I just knew that there was another reason that she wasn't going to school and I couldn't help but be a little jealous. She was getting everything she wanted…a baby, getting married, and I also found out that Eleazar's family bought them a really nice house. I was happy though. I would just have to go to college without my best bud at my side.
The next few months were pretty hectic. I had to plan my trip. I also had to go buy furniture to accommodate my dorm room. At least I didn't have to share a room with someone. I would need the silence to help me study for exams. And, maybe study a boy or two. Excuse me, what I meant to say was a man or two.
I went with my favorite color for my room. Purple! Purple comforter and sheets, curtains, lamps, a desk, an alarm clock, recliner, yeah, I found a purple recliner, mini fridge, and microwave. Everything I need in my room in a purple tone. I was so excited.
The first two weeks of classes were very simple; orientation-type work. I was going to be here a few years so I wasn't going to complain about going over the classes over and over and over again.
We had to fill out the same questionnaire about our experience so far with the college, so I invited a few people over for a little get together. It was Friday, so none of us worried about our assignments just yet. I invited a few of my new friends over and hoped to become even better friends so my time here wasn't so lonely.
There was this one guy who I thought was cute so I decided to invite him over. Hopefully I could get to know him a lot better.
"Riley, hi." I said when he came to the door. He was a junior in college. He was four years older than me, but I was fine with that. I may still be eighteen, but I was experienced.
"Hi, Esme!" He greeted. "I hope you don't mind, but I brought a friend." When I looked at the man-beef right next to him I completely lost my train of thought. Riley had to get my attention. I told him I was okay and I let them in.
"Esme, this is Carlisle." Riley said as we sat on my bed. Carlisle was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was tall and lean, but muscular at the same time. He had golden blond hair that I instantly wanted to run my fingers through. And, when he spoke, it was like hearing an angel speak to me.
"Hello, Esme. It's nice to meet you. Riley here has been talking about you since you started school here." He laughed. Riley gave him the death stare and the two of us burst out laughing.
"Has he now?" I laughed. "Wish I could say the same about you, but he didn't mention you at all!" We both started laughing again. When we could finally stop laughing, Riley was gone, so he decided to tell me about himself.
"Well, it looks like he deserted us. That's okay. It's much more fun talking with you. I'm Carlisle Cullen. I am Riley's best friend. Not so sure now, but I was." He laughed. "I came to visit him yesterday. I live right around the corner about ten minutes from here. So, he tells me you are studying to be a pediatrician?" I told him I was and he laughed.
"What is so funny about being a pediatrician? I love kids." I asked, a little aggravated. He stopped laughing. "Nothing is funny, it's just very convenient. I am a gynecologist at the hospital." He said.
"Really? That is awesome! Maybe we will work at the same hospital in a few years." I said, excited.
He was giving me a look that made my hoo-ha do back flips. At that point, everyone had left and it was just the two of us left, sitting on my bed, sweating.
He reached up and moved a lock of my hair behind my ear. I shivered from the touch and he noticed. He smiled a come and get it look. It had been a while and he was the first guy that I had really wanted since Caius.
He scooted even closer to me, which was incredible seeing as in we were already so close I could feel his body heat. He leaned in and started to kiss me. My hands instantly went straight to his hair and knotted in it. Big surprise, right?
He moved his tongue along my lips, begging for entrance. When I let him in, a soft moan escaped his throat. I climbed onto his lap and straddled his thighs, kissing him with so much force, it should have hurt.
"Esme, I want you!" He breathed. "I want you, too!" I moaned as he stroked my hips.
A/N: Sorry for the cliffy, but had to leave you wanting more. Go ahead and push that button and let me know what you think!
