The Twilight Twenty-Five
Prompt: Lithe
Pen name: ladyinblue6
Pairing: Canon and non-canon
Rating: M
Forks was a small town, so they could get away with a lot of things that other, larger towns couldn't. For example, instead of having a "quiet get together" after grad, Forkians had something called a "safe grad." A safe grad entailed this: You get to invite people, up to ten for our class. Your invites can pre-order drinks. On graduation day, all of your invites come to your house, and then your parents or guardians drive them out to the party, where they can drink their faces off and party until the sun comes up.
It's fantastic.
I invited friends from Phoenix and Renee and Phil came to be chaperones, since Charlie isn't allowed to be around underage drinking. Not that he really cares.
The party was amazing. We got a DJ from Port Angeles, there was a giant tent set up in McCarty's yard, and everyone had an amazing time. Everyone got piled and danced the night away.
In the morning, my friends from Phoenix were raving about it. We get to hang out in a ballroom at a hotel in Phoenix. This was a million times better, according to them. I agreed.
Edward and I moved to Calgary at the end of June, so he could start training with the team he had been drafted to. Even though I was technically a Canadian, I didn't know much about it. There weren't many differences, but it took some getting used to, especially when you move into Calgary, the home of the Calgary Stampede.
Little things like Tim Horton's over Starbucks or toques instead of beanies. And, for the most part, everyone's much more polite in Canada than in the States, but many people could assume that from stereotypes.
We loved it in Calgary. School was good, hockey was good, the drinking age, eighteen in Alberta, was amazing. We made new friends and visited old ones whenever we could.
When it came time to pick players for the junior team, Edward was considered, and after he nailed the try-out camp, he became assistant captain for Team U.S.A. in the 2010/2011 World Juniors, held in Buffalo. Since Edward had just turned eighteen in June, he could still get another year in at the World Junior level.
Charlie, Garrett, and Ben managed to get tickets to come watch Edward play. The competition was intense and the little differences in the rules got a lot of American and Canadian fans pissed off. Of course, the rivalry between Canada and the U.S. was thick. Edward even knew a lot of the guys on Team Canada, but he refused to recognize them. In fact, I think he hit them harder and showed off for them more often than the other guys he didn't know.
It was a great tournament, and everyone knew it. The rivalry, the playing, the hitting, the scoring... It all made it an awesome way to spend our Christmas break. And seeing three familiar faces wasn't so bad either.
A lot of people were watching Edward. Thankfully he pulled out an awesome game every time, which kept the eyes on him. There was no doubt in my mind that he'd be getting offers soon. Maybe not this year, but next year for sure.
So many things happened within a year-and-a-half of me meeting Edward for the first time, and I wouldn't change trade it for the world.
In the end, it didn't matter where Edward went, I would follow. I loved him to the moon and back, more than I could even begin to comprehend. Amazingly, he felt the same way. Yes, we weren't perfect, but really, who is? The fact that Edward's cocky around his teammates but a sweetheart around me is just how Edward is. I'm obnoxious and crazy when I go out, but when we're at home, alone, I'm quiet and meek, and I melt whenever he touches me.
Yeah, I wouldn't trade my life for anyone's. This is how it was meant to be: My hockey boyfriend and me.
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Edward had been playing in Detroit for four years now. At the age of twenty-three, many people thought he was just getting warmed up to become a hockey whore. People were literally waiting for the day Edward would drop me and pick up three other nameless girls with fake boobs and plastic hair.
That day would never come now.
We got married in secret at the courthouse with only our parents, siblings, and best friends present. I wore a wedding band now, and so did Edward. The only time he took it off was when he was out on the ice, and when he was playing, he had it on a chain, around his neck.
Life couldn't possibly be any better. I was married, I lived in a beautiful apartment with a beautiful man, and, even though it wouldn't have made any difference, I didn't have to worry about money. I wouldn't ever have to worry about money.
All I had to worry about was being happy, which was damn near impossible not to be.
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