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FYI... present day... Edward is 28 & Bella will be 18 in Sept.
Still dealing with the past...
That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter Twelve
BPOV
Eventually, Esme suggested that she be allowed to care for me afterschool, or anytime my father had to work late. I was all for it, especially, since I was usually made to hang out with old Mrs. Cope on weekends and the nights that Charlie had to work late.
Don´t get me wrong, Mrs. Cope was sweet, and had actually been my babysitter since before I could remember, but she had about fifteen cats, and her house smelled like stale Cheerios!
Of course, I wanted to stay with Esme!
What child in their right wouldn't want that!
A few weeks prior to Esme´s request, Charlie had the pleasure of meeting Dr. Cullen when he took me in to the ER for stitches, so, when Esme invited us over for dinner, he didn´t hesitate to accept.
Who knew that one dinner would turn into countless?
Esme and I started spending more and more time together.
It was great!
Losing my mother during childbirth, I didn´t have all the girlie experiences that my other classmates had growing up; it was nice to have someone to confide in, and explain to me all the changes that my body was going through.
Esme Cullen had officially become my surrogate mother, and I was treated to a whirlwind of mommy and me spa days with full-on manis and pedis, shopping sprees, movie dates, and more trips to the park than I could count.
Suddenly, I was the envy of every little girl at Forks Elementary School! I was getting more invites to birthday parties, sleepovers, and play dates than I´d ever seen in my life.
And in true Bella Swan fashion, I turned them all down, opting instead to spend my free time with my Essie. When Lauren and Jessica approached me about having a sleepover at the Cullen´s big house, I knew I´d made the right decision.
My response was a resounding, "No", and I watched with a cocky smirk on my face as they pouted and stumped away as I climbed into the backseat of Esme's shiny silver Mercedes.
Take that you selfish little snobs!
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