A/N: This is a story written by myself and April Nichole. We share idea credit and the writing credit goes to April Nichole. She has other Twilight fan fictions, and I suggest you check them out.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of this story, or any of the things from the original 'Twilight Saga' by Stephenie Meyer. But I, and April Nichole, do own Adora Mireya, and everything that happens to her in the past and future.

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13: Can I??

RPOV

Alice had taken the family out for a while. She said that Adora needed to talk to us and it would be easier for her if it was just Emmett and my self. For some reason she wouldn't say what she wanted to talk about, this just made us more anxious for her to get home.

This move Carlisle found a big enough house for us all to live together. Like Bella had been when she was human Adora was now the source of entertainment. I know at times it got on her nerves so Esme, Bella, Alice and I would try to help her out but some of it couldn't be helped.

I was sitting on the couch watching Emmett as he played a video game. That kept him pretty easily distracted. Now we just waited for Adora to come home from school. We both turned out heads when we heard her car start coming down the driveway.

APOV

On my way inside I tried to think of how to approach the subject of Cole. As I put my hand on the doorknob, I took a deep breath hoping I could get mom and dad alone.

"Mom? Dad?" I called as I sat my book bag down at the bottom of the stairs.

"In the kitchen," mom answered.

I walked in to see mom sitting at the table and dad leaning against one of the counters.

"Hey, where is everyone?"

"They went out for a while. They'll be back later." Mom answered.

"How was your day?" Dad asked.

"Really good actually… I wanted to talk to you two about something that happened."

"Sure, do you want a snack while we talk?"

"Sure, thanks." I wasn't sure I could actually eat but I could try. I sat down at one end and dad came and sat beside me.

"Your Grandmother made some cake today."

Mom placed a piece of French vanilla cake with chocolate icing in front of me. I was suddenly very hungry especially when I saw that she had almonds on the side of it. My mouth was watering just looking at it.

"That was nice of her." I said as mom sat down on the other side of me. "I'll have to thank her when she gets home." I picked up the fork and started playing with the slice of cake.

"Smiles, what's going on? I know you said that you had a good day but you're driving me nuts here."

"Emmett." Mom reprimanded him and dad shot her a look.

I placed my fork back down. "Okay, we'll it's about the friends I met at school." I looked at both of them but they waited. "I met this one girl Serena. She's really nice, kind of quiet. I met her in Art class but we figured out that we had English together too." Words were just flowing out, I was totally stalling. "She's really pretty too, kind of my height, 5'6, shoulder length blonde hair and green eyes." I took a deep breath knowing it was ridiculous all the information I was saying. I might as well start telling them her family history too. "Anyway, I was wondering if she could come over sometime for a sleepover or something." Okay, so not really what I wanted to know but it would be nice to have her over.

Mom and dad exchanged a look and then mom spoke, "Sure honey anytime…but is that really what you wanted to talk about?"

I looked back down at the cake slice, "No…Um, look I need for you both to not freak out but that mainly goes for you, dad." I said looking directly at him. Since this was about a guy I didn't know how he would react.

His eyebrows shot up, "Me? Why would I freak out?"

"Please?"

"Alright, alright." He kind of threw his hands up in defeat.

I looked over at mom and she closed her mouth nodding. "Okay, just let me say everything I want to say before either of you does." They both nodded. "So, like I said I met Serena but at lunch before I met her I met someone else. His name is Cole. He is really sweet and funny. And actually we've already met him or run into him before. Do you remember when we went to see my birth mother's gravesite? Remember the guy from the elevator? That was Cole." Dad opened his mouth to say something but I held up a hand to stop him. "Please, dad, he really is sweet. He pulls out my chair for me at lunch. He walks me to my car after school and opens the door for me…And, he's asked me out for this weekend."

I leaned back in my chair waiting for the fireworks. But, they just sat there changing from staring at me to each other.

"No." Dad finally blurted out.

"Why not?"

"Because…because your too young. There that's why."

"I am not too young."

"You're my daughter I say when you're too young."

"Mom." I turned to her pleading. Usually dad was the voice of reason but I guess because a guy was involved that no longer stood. So, now I was hoping mom would be.

"Sweetie, I don't know." She said after a minute.

"What? I don't…Why not? I'm sixteen. I can drive. You can't say I'm too young. I don't ask for a lot, I do what I'm told. So, I don't understand." I was getting so upset that I was on the verge of tears.

Mom and dad sat staring at each other. Dad had a serious look, mom looked torn and I had my hands in my lap with my fists rolled up.

"Adora, how about you let your mother and I talk." He said through a clenched jaw.

I scooted away from the table not saying anything making my way to my room.

"What about your cake?" mom asked.

"I'm not hungry." I mumbled as I got to the stairs grabbing my bag as I headed up to my room.

I really did want it but I didn't want to go back into the kitchen. I got up to my room and shut the door. I got on my bed and pulled out my homework and my laptop. I wasn't sure how much if anything I could get done but I had to get my mind off waiting for them.

A little bit of time passed and I surprised my self by getting some homework done. Then there was a knock at the door. "Come in."

The door cracked open and a hand slipped through with a plate with a slice of the cake on it. I smiled waiting for the person to come through. Then my mom poked her head through, "Truce?"

"There's no truce to be called. I was just upset. I'm sorry I blew up."

She walked over with the cake and handed it to me while she sat down. "I brought some Dr. Pepper too. Honey, we understand why you got upset but you also have to understand our side of this."

I finished the bite I had taken enjoying every moment of it. "I do, but it was bound to happen."

"That's true. And, we have tried to be ready for it but I guess you really can't be ready for this. So, do you really like him?"

"Yes, I mean it's like…well other than the family he treats me in a way that no other guy has."

"I'm glad."

"Did you and dad talk?" I asked cautiously.

"Yes we did. And, you can go as long as he comes inside so we can meet him and talk to him for a couple of minutes. If not then it's a no go."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Thank you." I put the plate down and gave her a hug. I couldn't believe it, I really thought it would still be no. "What about dad, is he really okay with this?" I asked sitting back down.

"He will be. There are some things that are harder on each parent when it comes to their child. Give him some time and he will be."

"If I'm going out this weekend then we don't have a lot of time."

"I'll make sure he's on his best behavior. Did Cole say where he wanted to take you?"

"He was talking about a dinner and a movie. But, I don't know what movie or where to eat. I was mainly thinking about whether or not I was going to get to go." We both laughed.

"Well tell Cole the good news and start getting details."

"I will. Do you think I should go talk to dad or does he still need some time?"

"For you, I think you'll be okay."

We talked for another couple of minutes while I finished the slice of cake. I got another hug from her and then I went to find dad to talk to him. I wanted to make sure that we would be okay. That would really help me to be on cloud nine about getting to go out with Cole.