Dorothea Caddel, is born into a wealthy family that can easily give her a plane or a planet to her wishes but what if something deep is hidden in the mask of a perfect family, a devil that she fears but soon learns to accept as love. That story chan...
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In Fork High School, there was one class that no one ever expected to be a must-pass: swimming. And so, there they were, at an indoor public pool that the school had rented out. Dorothea stood at the edge, flanked by Rosalie and Alice, both of them glaring at the water before them with equal distaste.
"I don't get the point of this class," Rosalie grumbled, straightening up after staring at the pool like it had personally wronged her.
Alice, on the other hand, was practically beaming with excitement. "I agree, but you can't deny the fun of dressing up in cute bikinis!" she squealed, already imagining the different styles and brands of swimwear she was going to flaunt today.
Dorothea nervously gulped, her hands trembling at her sides. "Well," she mumbled, her voice quiet, "I've never been acquainted with such... things. Father wouldn't even let me touch a book, and now I'm supposed to swim?"
The other two sisters looked at her, their expressions softening as they noticed how tense Dorothea was at the thought of being in the water.
A sharp whistle cut through the air, signaling the start of the lesson. Their teacher, Mrs. Wright, stood at the edge of the pool in a bright red swimsuit, striking a pose like a lifeguard. She eyed the group before her.
"And you three pretty princesses!" she called out to Dorothea, Alice, and Rosalie, pointing directly at them. "No excuses! I can see what you're doing—those doe eyes aren't going to work this time, Dorothea!"
Dorothea let out a defeated sigh, her shoulders slumping. "Will do, Mrs. Wright," she muttered, trying to sound as pleasant as possible despite her evident anxiety.
Just then, a pair of arms wrapped around her shoulders, and Dorothea looked up to find Emmet's mischievous grin. "Come on, lil' sis, think of it like a water park," he said encouragingly, before adding, "Except you're short and have a high chance of drowning."
Dorothea's eyes widened in fear, and before she could react, Rosalie seized the opportunity to push Emmet off of her sister with a glare that could melt steel. Emmet burst out laughing, but his amusement was short-lived when Jasper elbowed him in the stomach, knocking the air out of his lungs.
As the other students started to pile into the pool, the Cullen siblings lingered at the edge, their focus solely on Dorothea. They weren't about to jump in if she didn't want to, but they weren't leaving her alone, either.
Mrs. Wright frowned, though she couldn't help but acknowledge how sweet it was that the siblings stuck together. Still, she knew she wouldn't pass them if she couldn't convince Dorothea to get in the water.
"If you swim one lap, Dorothea," she called out, her tone slightly more coaxing, "I'll pass you. Just one lap." Dorothea's heart lifted slightly at that, though she was still reluctant.
