Holy cow it's been a while. I must start by apologising. I have been smashed!

Between finished up my two degrees and moving into an adult life, writing has been an itch I haven't had time to scratch. Here's a chapter now though. I'm super sorry! Please chuck me a review?


The Principal's Office

It's been about a fortnight. We're official. I call him my boyfriend and he calls me his girlfriend. We're cautious when it comes to school, but not so much when it comes to the bedroom. I could just about walk this morning. Leaving me before I woke up I was left to lie in bed with nothing on but cheshire cat grin.

Now I sit in a room full of five-year-olds fantasising what it would be like to play naughty nurse for my dirty doctor.

"Miss Swan," I hear an authoritative voice.

The principle stands at the door to my class.

"Oh, hey," I say smiling.

Standing up, I untangle myself from scraps of paper and 's craft hour. My least favourite part of the week. I secretly hope that a Picaso might emerge and I'd get to sit beside the kid on Ellen, telling her all about how teaching is a passion.

"Can I see you in my office after class?" Mrs Caddy says.

By the look on her face, I can't gauge if it's serious or not. Performance reviews weren't for another month and I couldn't remember doing anything wrong. Unless you count the dodgy way I left my car after parking it today. I was running late because I was daydreaming about my sexy, hot doctor boyfriend slamming me up against the…

"Miss Swan?"

"Yes! Of course," I say smiling.

Thankfully mind reading wasn't a thing yet. When apple discovers that technology I'm truly fucked.

"Brilliant," Mrs Caddy smiles leaving me to my craft hour.

It's not long before I'm seated across from the principal. You might think it's less intimidating. I'm not a kid about to be punished. You're wrong. Sitting in the principal's office as a teacher is terrifying.

"So, Bella. Your children seem to adore you. Your class has been doing amazing. The parents love you and they dread the end of the semester when their kids need to move onto another teacher," she says.

"I love spending each day with them," I smile.

"It's come to my attention you enjoy one parent in particular," Mrs Caddy smiles.

"What do you mean?" I shrug.

If I fake innocence she might believe it.

"Well, Doctor Cullen seems to have taken a particular interest in you. It's not my place to tell you what to do and who to date. I just need to remind you your students come first," she explains.

I'm kinda pissed. I've given her no excuse to question my dedication to this job. I could be dating Brad Pitt and I'd be just as focused.

"Look. Nothing in this world will stop me from giving my students my all, regardless of who I am dating. Edward and I are both professional and adults," I say.

"I know that. You're one of my best employees and I'm not here to scream and yell. To be perfectly honest I think you needed a good root," she smiles.

I don't know how to describe the noise I made.

"It's just the parents that might not seem to agree with this romance. Specifically his ex-wife. I've had calls from her to have you fired. She recommends I drug test you. She accused you of turning up to school drunk and all of these other things that I know you're innocent of," she rolls her eyes.

Keep your cool Bella.

"I didn't call you in here to yell or anything. I wanted you to know. I wanted to tell you to watch your back. This woman sounds fucking crazy! I don't want you in the crossfire, because you deserve the happiness this man has brought you. Just be cautious. I speak from experience. My husband became my husband under similar circumstances. His ex-was a bitch. She slashed my tyres while I was in Target," she laughs.

Well shit.

"Thanks. I appreciate your warning. I can handle this and I won't allow it to affect work," I say.

As I walk to my car my mind is all over the place. Was this woman serious? Their divorce was basically finalised. I've basically met his entire family who I'm really growing to love. Alice and I had caught up for coffee and we texted daily.

Once home I collapse onto the couch ready for it to swallow me completely. I've never handled the crazy ex. This wasn't just a crazy ex but. This was a crazy ex-wife. That's a higher breed of ex.

"Sunny," I call out.

Companionship would be great. He doesn't give me it.

I suddenly notice the door opening and Edward bursting through it with Summer. Great. I can't even tell him everything. We've been treading carefully, not to upset Summer. I didn't want to outright say her mother was a crazy bitch in front of her.

"We're cooking dinner for you," Summer squeals.

The weight of a five-year-old is suddenly on top of me.

"What are you making me?" I smile cuddling her small form.

"Getthi!" she giggles.

"It's grandma Esme's recipe," Edward smiles.

He leans down from behind the couch kissing my head.

"Where's Sunny?" Summer gasps.

"Probably asleep under my bed. Go see if you can find him!" I smile.

Without asking twice she dashes off looking for my asshole of a dog.

"Your lovely ex-wife called my boss today," I say looking up at Edward.

The shift in his expression is instant.

"I'm sorry, what?" He says.

"I turn up to school drunk and I should be drug tested," I smile sarcastically.

"Bells. I am so sorry! I had no clue. Her stupid ass friends must have told her about us. I have no clue what to say," he sits beside me taking my hand.

"Got you!" Summer squeals from my room.

"Let's talk about it later. Stay tonight if you want? We have an excursion tomorrow to the zoo. I can take Summer," I explain, "She can have the guest room. You can sleep with me if you want?"

"Only if its a no pyjama party in our bed," he leans forward to line my jaw with kisses.

"Deal," I laugh, "Now go cook for me. I'll take a red wine too."

"On it," he smiles.

Summer appears asleep Sunny in her arms.

"Can we watch Frozen?" Summer yells.

"Let's," I say.

Edward chuckles at my hint of sarcasm.


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