𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 (𝑬𝒅𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 𝒙 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑶𝑪)

Chapter 8

Edward's POV

We arrive at school early, but not incredibly early. We have about 20 minutes until our first lesson. It'll be boring without Adriana, but hunting take priority over school, so I'll just have to listen to other people's thoughts for entertainment. Sometimes they're funny, and so I tune into them, but mostly it's just like loads of people talking all at once. I'll try and let the music drown them out, but it will be hard.

"Why did your sister smell like a perfume shop this morning?" I ask the boy standing next to me.

"I told her that you were collecting me."

"And that made her put on what seemed to be a bottle and a half of perfume?"

"Apparently."

"Rosalie has never done that. Or Alice. Or Adriana."

"Yeah, but they all can rely on their looks. It seems Isabella cannot."

"Fair point."

"Is Adriana okay, by the way? She texted me saying that she was fine, but people lie over text."

"She'll be fine. Carlisle's forcing her to stay at home. She's not happy about it. If she got her way, she would be here."

"Good. Also, I know this is a personal question, and you don't have to answer it, but how long have you known Carlisle?"

"Most of my life. Why?"

"You call him Carlisle rather than Dad, or some other variation. It's not just you, your siblings do it as well."

"He's our father figure, just as Esme is our mother figure. They've just never asked to be 'Mom and Dad' or anything, so they've always just been Carlisle and Esme."

We made more conversation after that, before the bell rang, signifying for us to get to class. We walked there together, before we had to split off into our different buildings.