SM owns. Not Beta'd.
"He's a senior. Plays baseball."
Great. A fucking jock.
"Em actually knows him. He introduced us, actually..."
I make a mental note of kicking Emmett's fucking ass.
I nod, trying to be the supportive best friend.
Don't get me wrong. I want her to be happy. Nothing pleases me more to know she's happy. But, fuck... a jock. A senior.
"You better tell me if he ever pressures you into doing anything..."
"Edward! Eww, stop! You're not my brother. I can take care of myself." She shoves me, half playfully, but I can tell she means what she says.
She always does.
I chuckle and pout, rubbing the spot where she shoved me.
"Fine! Fine! Damn, woman, you don't have to get violent."
We both burst out into laughter. And my world is right again as we throw ourselves to lay on my pillows, side by side, looking up at the ceiling.
"So, when do I meet this Garrett?"
"Probably tomorrow, if you're there for lunch."
I nod again, followed by comfortable silence.
"Who knows, maybe we'll go on a double date." I blurt out.
We turn our heads to stare at each other and pause.
Bella speaks.
"I don't think so."
A/N: One more late tonight... back to the present next time... oh, boy.
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