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That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...

Chapter Fifty-Five

BPOV

Apologizing to Edward for basically pushing the envelope and crossing the imaginary line of friendship wasn´t something that I was looking forward to, but, for the sake of the pink elephant that had been sitting in the room for the last two days, it had to be done.

Getting it off my chest had me feeling marginally lighter.

And like the perfect gentleman and all-around good guy that he was, Edward shouldered most of the blame.

God, why couldn´t I find a boy my own age with these same qualities?

Because it´s him...it has always been and always will be Edward!

All too soon, it was time to say good-bye.

I sighed sadly when Edward´s soft lips planted themselves against my forehead for a beat longer than normal.

And after one last tight squeeze, he bid me farewell.

Turning to my pseudo parents for support, I let the tears fall, silently watching the back of the car until it was out of view.

"It´s okay, Sweetheart," Esme cooed, rubbing my back in soothing circles. "Before you know it, we´ll be in Chicago celebrating Edward´s birthday. You´ll see; the time will fly by."

If only life was that simple!

Later that night, I was crawling into bed in Edward´s room when my cell buzzed.

Not having any friends, I could narrow it down to three people who´d be texting me. And since two of them were already in bed, I went straight for the third. Internally, I did a happy dance before picking up the phone to see what it read.

Imagine my surprise when Edward informed me of a creative writing seminar that was being offered at Northwestern this summer.

Did I want to go?

Hell yeah!

What kind of crazy ass question was that?

Not caring that they might be asleep, I burst through Carlisle and Esme´s bedroom door, hell-bent on getting their permission to go.

"Me-me, C.C.!" I yelled, completely out our breath from my trek down the stairs. "Can I..." The words caught in my throat when my mind caught up to my sight.

Carlisle was gyrating on top of Esme; both were naked as the day they were born.

"Ew...ew...ew..." I choked out.

Seriously, I just threw up in my mouth!

"Oh my God, Carlisle," Esme scolded, playfully slapping her husband on the chest. "I told you to lock the damn door!"

Unfortunately, I was too shocked to move, so I stood there red-faced while the horny couple buried themselves under the thick comforter.

Too late people, I´ve been scarred for fucking life!

"Okay, Princess," Carlisle regarded me as if I hadn´t just walked in on them mid-fuck. "What´s got you in such an uproar?"

Cautiously, in order to avoid any stray love juices, I sat on the corner of their bed. "Well," I twirled a piece of my hair nervously. "Edward says that there´s a creative writing seminar at Northwestern this summer for high school students. He says he thinks my writing and my grades are good enough to get in. He even said that I could live in the dorm during the week and hang out at his place on the weekends. I want to go! I´ll even pay for it out of my own money. Can I go please, please, please with sugar on top?" Amazed at my ability to say all that without breathing, I sucked in a lungful of air.

"Jesus, child," Esme laughed. "Breathe, Bella. I don´t think I´ve ever heard you talk so fast." Blushing, I smiled shyly. "Now, first things first, no child of ours will pay for anything concerning their education; Edward didn´t do it, and neither will you, Missy." Turning to Carlisle she asked, "Well Daddy, what do you think? Can we trust our son to look after our little princess?"

Turning the power of my pout, and the full force of my puppy dog eyes on Carlisle, I prayed he would say yes.

"Don´t give me that look, young lady," Carlisle said, shaking a finger in my direction. "I will not be swayed by that pitiful attempt at pouting. Are you sure this is something you want to do?"

"Uh huh," I bobbed my head up and down, wide-eyed with hope.

"Well," he hesitated for effect. "I guess it settled then, you´ll be spending the summer in Chicago."

Before I could stop myself, I dove in between Carlisle and Esme, pulling into an awkward hug. "Thank you...thank you...thank you! I promise I´ll make you proud. You won´t be disappointed."

Kissing me on the cheek, Carlisle was the one to respond. "You could never disappoint us, Bella, but you can get out of our room and go to bed. I like some alone time with my wife."

"Ew...ew…ew…" I freaked out again. "TMI C.C., TMI" I yelled, smacking Me-me on the cheek and running from the room.

Jumping in the bed, I grabbed my phone.

THEY SAID YES! I GET TO ATTEND THE SEMINAR! Me-me and C.C. are the BEST! BTW...I walked in on them getting busy! God, I need some bleach to burn that image from my mind! – B

And you felt the need to share that with me, why? – E

Hey, why the fuck should I suffer alone? – B

LANGUAGE, Miss Swan! I just may have to wash out the dirty mouth of yours while you're here this summer! – E

Promises...promises! Gotta go, some of us have school in the morning! Thanks again, Luv you! – B


Oh my...Big Daddy Carlisle was getting his freak on! Lol! Any awkward parent stories where you caught them doing the deed! It happened to me, and I wanted to puke! Let me hear from you!

Hasta Mañana...

Krazi

xoxo