One Night Standards

Lady President

"How'd you sleep last night?"

"Angela if you keep treating me like I'm fragile I'm going to explode," I threaten, spinning around from where I was leaning into the back of my car. 

"I know but it's been three weeks since you got it confirmed and you have another appointmen-"

"Rem, do you have Ada today or do I?" Jax calls, peeking around the car.

"I've got her, J. You can head over to your friends," I assure, tossing him his sports bag. "What time is practice tonight?"

"Five to seven. Mike already offered to give me a ride both ways," He answers. "Save me a plate for dinner?" 

"I'm working a shift so I'll bring you home something and stick it in the microwave," I promise, his face lighting up. 

"Burger and curly fries?"

"Like I'd dare get you anything else," I scoff, him chuckling. "I'll see you later kid."

"See ya, Rem. Bye Ades!"

"Bye Jax!" The youngest yells at the top of her lungs from her car seat. 

"God you've got the lungs of the devil," Mike grumbles, unbuckling Adalyn from her seat and swinging her onto his hip, surprising me.

"You should see her at bed time," I counter, his eyes widening mockingly as he stares at her. 

"You little monster! Rawr, rawr!" He exclaims, tickling her sides, running away to rejoin the rest of our friends as he does so.

"What's Mike doing here so early?" I question, turning to my now impatiently waiting best friend. 

"Jess dragged him here so he wouldn't miss another honor society meeting. He's missed two in a row and apparently, three is the magic number," She answers, grabbing my arms. "I'll stop asking, but if you need me, you'll tell me, right?" 

"Right," I agree, grabbing my bag and Ada's and locking up. "Mike! I need Ada Mae back!"

"But she's ours now," Tyler whines, standing in front of my sister and Mike. 

I chuckle, shaking my head and crossing my arms. "Fine, she can sit with you during the meeting but I get her back after to drop her off," I instruct, the boys nodding. 

"God you're fools," Jess comments, turning on her heels and heading inside. "Let's go ladies, we have a meeting to attend and we happen to have the president with us."

"Ha ha ha," I chuckle sarcastically. "You're hilarious. I literally nominated by you losers," I remind. 

"Remmington," Edward's voice calls, gaining my attention and making my shoulders tighten. 

"You okay?" Ang whispers, slowing down next to me. 

I nod, giving her a small smile. "I'm fine, I'll be in in a moment."  She nods in response, an unconvinced look in her eyes. "Keep an eye on Adalyn for me."

"Always," She agrees, walking ahead as Edward catches up. 

"Remmington, how are you?" He asks, placing a chilly hand on my arm as his golden eyes bore into mine. 

"Uh, I'm okay, you?"

"I've noticed that you've been distant the last few weeks," He comments, ignoring my question. "I know things were complicated by that night but I was hoping things could go back to normal."

"Complicated is an understatement," I mumble, his lips forming a thin line. 

"I know, and I'm sorry about that but I was hoping we could talk. Fix things. I don't want our friendship to be ruined by one night, and I hope that you know that I'm always here to talk if you-"

"Edward! There you are! I asked Alice where you were and she said you'd wandered off," Bella interrupts, arriving at his side and taking his hand to hold that was on my arm. "Oh, hello Remmington."

"I should go," I say, stepping back quickly. "I have to lead the honor meeting. Um, I'll see you and your family in it Edward, and uh, see you at lunch Isabella."

"It's Bella," She corrects. 

"Of course, Bella," I agree, taking my leave quickly and walking into the lecture hall, seeing my friends sat around smiling. How are they so floaty when I feel like I'm drowning?

"Hey! Ready to kick ass, Lady President?" Eric asks, Ada slapping his arm. 

"Bad word Ricky!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He apologizes dramatically. 

"What's the plan for today, boss lady?" Jess asks, joining me at the podium. 

I pause, my head running around too much to form a thought. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and smile. 

"Well, Madam Vice President, we have a lot to discuss."