The Learning Curve: Chapter 49
Edward Cullen's Volvo
Edward was all too happy to give me a ride to school that morning. As soon as I closed the passenger door of his Volvo behind me, I turned to look him over. He had a scratch on his neck, but that didn't mean much.
"Did you fall out of my tree last night?"
He gave me a sheepish look. "A little bit."
"Oh God, are you hurt?" I fretted. "There's a whole tree limb in the yard."
"I didn't fall far," he assured me. "I've got a wicked bruise on my hip, but that's all."
I groaned. "Edward, you could have been really hurt! Why didn't you let me help you out? Why didn't you sneak out the front door?"
"Bella, your dad has a gun," he said as though this explained everything. "I'm fine."
I wasn't quite satisfied, but I let Edward pull the car out of the driveway.
"I have a question for you," Edward said when we were halfway to school. "Why are you so afraid of meeting my mother?"
I blushed and looked out the window. "I'm not afraid of meeting her, exactly. I just really want to make a good impression. I'm afraid she won't like me and I really want her to."
"Why?" Edward asked. I shot him a hard look. Wasn't that obvious?
"Because she's your mother. And if she doesn't like me, you won't choose me over your own mother."
"Bella, she will like you. You're impossible not to like," Edward promised. "And she knows that you're...important to me. She's going to give you a chance."
"Important, huh?" I smiled shyly.
Edward grinned. "And obviously, I'm important to you, or you wouldn't care so much."
"You are," I whispered, and there were no words to explain how that both thrilled and terrified me.
A/N: Next chapter should come in like...nineteen hours. And if you've sent me a PM recently, I am going to reply. I'm just...too tired right now. Going to bed early tonight.
