Late Bus
In hindsight, I probably should have asked Edward to give me a ride home.
I fucking hate the late bus.
Kids from every age fill every seat, yelling and screaming nonsense for the entire duration of the ride.
And there is only one late bus, because Forks is so small.
But the little kids never know which stop is theirs, so the bus stops at least a hundred more times than necessary.
"Fancy seeing you here," Lauren greets me, as if this hadn't occurred nearly once a week last year. "What's up with you and Masen?"
"I'm giving him a chance."
Her jaw drops, "Really? So, you didn't give him a chance when he was being nice but when he's a total asshole . . ."
I laugh, "What can I say?"
"I always knew you liked 'em rough."
"That doesn't even make sense."
"Whatever," she says with a wave of her hand, "So I guess that means he's definitely going to be at your birthday dinner?"
I nod, "That would be correct."
"And I guess that means he's going to be sitting next to you," she says.
"I hadn't really thought about it," I admit, "But yeah, probably."
She huffs, "Just make sure you don't forget to tell him not to talk to me."
I smile, "I could never," I say as seriously as I can manage.
"So . . . why the change of heart?"
"I read that packet -"
She cuts me off, "You can read?"
"Shut up; as I was saying, I read that packet that the nurse gave me and it kind of made sense."
"Well . . . Good for him, I guess," she says, utterly insincere.
I laugh. "You know I love you, right?"
"Of course; and you know I love you - even though you mated with a total dickwad -"
"Lauren."
"Ugh," she groans, "I don't think I'll ever get used to you defending him."
I shake my head, "I wasn't defending him."
"Then what were you going to say?"
I rest my head on her shoulder, "You don't hate me, right?"
"I could never," she says seriously, "You're my homegirl."
I roll my eyes, pushing away from her, "You ruin everything."
A/N: Soon we'll see her second encounter with her parents . . .
We have an estimated ten chapters left.
Stay tuned . . .
;)
~ Madison