Prior to the phone call from my mother, I was hyped about my
performances in tonight’s show. I felt strong, confident and proud of how
things went. On top of that I was excited about going out to dinner with Edward
and his parents.
Okay, I was a little freaked out about meeting his parents
so soon, but from what Edward described, they were down-to-earth people who
loved their son.
I was just excited to spend more time with him. Edward was
an amazing, sexy, loving man that made my body quiver with need. He made my
girly bits tingle and I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. But, it wasn’t the
right time. I had the competition to contend with along with the obligations after the competition. For now, we’d be
coasting along the PG-13 highway of making out and over-the-clothes groping.
Maybe more?
“Bells, don’t let your mom get to you,” Rose said as she
handed me my purse. “The She-Beast will be here, but you don’t have to talk to
her, really. For now, go out with your boyfriend
and his parents and enjoy the time away from our crazy.”
“Okay, okay,” I said. “I’ll pull a Scarlett O’Hara and worry
about it tomorrow.”
“Just don’t be eating any raw turnips. They’re gross,” Rose
snorted. Maggie nodded, her nose wrinkled.
“And you both know this how?” I laughed.
“I knew it because I used that monologue for an audition and
I wanted to be authentic,” Rose answered.
“It was a dare for me,” Maggie shrugged. “See you tonight,
Bells. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
“Going out with his parents,” I giggled, sneaking out of the
dressing room and heading to the house where Edward and his parents were
waiting. I ran into a few cast mates and Carmen, all congratulating me for an
amazing job. I thanked them, blushing at my performance with Tyler. The rumba
was definitely something I was not comfortable with, especially since I was
trying to flirt with a man who was not my boyfriend. Tyler was an attractive
guy, but he wasn’t Edward. Plus, I still didn’t trust him. I probably never
would.
Out in the theater, I spotted Edward with an older couple,
chatting with Alistair. The woman was about my height with rich caramel colored
hair and a heart-shaped face. The way she carried herself made it obvious that
she was a former dancer. She was graceful, even while standing still. Her
posture was straight and her body was slender, but rounded from being a mother
and from her age. She was beautiful. The man was tall, a little taller than
Edward, with blonde hair that was graying at the temples. He had Edward’s jaw
line and nose, not to mention his lithe body shape. Edward was a perfect
combination of both of his parents.
Esme Cullen
Dr. Carlisle Cullen
Edward Cullen (gah! I love this photo!!)
