AN: Okay, first things first... most of you were expecting the boy talk between E&B, but in order to keep it drabbly and keep it moving, I'll do that and a few other things that don't make it into the story in outtakes! Now, let's keep it moving!
DreamTeam... I freaking love you guys to pieces!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NUTHIN!
That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter Thirty-Three
EPOV
Since finding out about Isabella´s date, I´ve been impossible to be around, I had a reputation for being a tough professor, but this week I was a straight up douche bag.
To say I was being a colossal asshole was putting it mildly!
Nothing, and I do mean nothing, was fucking good enough!
Not one paper handed in received anything above an eighty.
I was going for the jugular!
Simply put, I was being a fucking prick, and my friend´s knew it!
My TA, Jasper Whitlock, who was also a good friend of mine, was more than willing to step-up and take over my classes, and call me on my bullshit if need be. Jasper was also the only person, besides my childhood best friend Emmett McCarty, who knew about my true feelings for Isabella.
"Hey, Ed," Jasper drawled from the doorway of my office after our first class. Looking up from my computer, I could tell by the set of his jaw, and the serious way in which he was regarding me, that this had nothing to do with work.
"Jasper, my man," I said evenly not wanting to give anything away. "Come in. What can I do for you?" Leaning back in my chair, I gave him my undivided attention.
Jasper was a perceptive fucker, and I had to admit, he always gave good advice.
"Cut the bullshit, Ed," he smirked, cocking a brow. "You know why I´m here, so, give us all a fucking break, get your moody-ass on a plane, and go have a dance with your girl!" Getting up to leave, Jasper turned with his hand on the door. "Don´t worry about things here, I´ve got it under control." Without waiting for me to respond, Jasper took his leave, closing the door behind him.
He didn´t have to tell me fucking twice!
Not even bothering to stop by my condo and pack a bag, I was off to the airport.
A shitload of money, two long-ass flights, an argument with the car rental company, and a warning from Chief Mark to slow-the-fuck-down later, I pulled into the parking lot of Forks High school.
I was as giddy as a fucking girl at the thought of seeing my Izzy!
I was completely unfazed by the all-knowing smirk plastered on Esme´s face, as I barreled through the door like someone had lit my ass on fire. "Took you long enough," Esme smiled smugly.
Carlisle stood beside his wife nodding, looking just as smug as his wife.
Cocky bastard!
Keep the love flowing! I promise to give at least one more tonight when I get home!
Krazi
xoxo