Surviving the Teenage Dream

Job Hunts, and Volleyball

They survived falling in love and having four (count 'em, FOUR) children. Now, Geekward and Nerdella are parents of teenagers. Say a prayer for them for they are in for a bumpy ride. Kyra is being a brat, displaying actions akin to her uncle who is nearing the end of his life on death row. Owen is a geek, like his dad. Then there is Mia and Masen, the twins. They're still cute and adorable. Well, as cute and adorable as twelve year olds can be.

Let's not forget Alice, Jasper, Adam, and Gianna (the Whitlocks), Justin, Alex and Demetri (the Volturis), Esme and Marcus (the Volturis), Tim, Rose, Ava and Lucas (the Napletons) and our antagonist, Jacob Black. Emmett will also make a brief appearance in this story, too. But he's not causing drama. His final goodbye, as it were.

This chapter starts after Demetri and Alex's anniversary. It's Bella and Kyra's trip to find her a job.

Chapter Three: Job Hunts, and Volleyball

BPOV

"Come on, Kyra," I said. "You've got to pound the pavement." I turned to Owen and let him know that Edward was in charge for making dinner. My sweet boy nodded.

"Ugh! This is so stupid," she growled. "I mean, why do I need a job?"

"You're going to spend the rest of your life working, Kyra," I said as I followed her out to the car. She clambered into the Range Rover. Or The Beast, the third. It's the third Range Rover we've had since we got married. The first one lasted until our tenthanniversary. The second Beast lasted only two years before it got totaled while Jasper was borrowing it to move into his home in Wheaton. Edward was pissed. He made Jasper buy us the third reincarnation of our Beast. Edward also insisted that I get every bell and whistle on the black SUV. Despite my trepidation, I did and we had a nearly $200,000 car.

"You don't work," she said as she buckled her seatbelt.

"Yes, I do. I am Aunt Rose's agent along with the face for the Cullen Children's Foundation. I work my ass off," I said, starting the car. "So does your dad. I agree with his suggestion that you get a job. You'll find something nice and have money for your phone, clothes and hanging out with your friends."

"I can't hang out with my friends," she said bitterly. "I'm grounded, remember?"

"You may be grounded now, but I'm certain that your dad and I are willing to ease up on you once you show us some marked improvement," I said as I drove to the large shopping district on the south side of Wheaton. We started in Town Square. "Where do you want to look?"

"Hmmm, Express, The Gap, Banana Republic and Ann Taylor," Kyra said. "I don't want to work with food."

"Keep in mind that you are inexperienced. Some of those stores will only hire experienced sales associates," I explained.

"How am I supposed to get experience if I don't get hired?" Kyra asked, clearly frustrated by that.

"You start in a smaller store and work your way up," I answered. "We'll go to all of the different stores in here, including the restaurants. Some of these places may not even be hiring." Kyra rolled her eyes and tossed her hair up into a ponytail. She looked lazy and sloppy, wearing just a pair of yoga pants and a fleece. Not exactly an outfit to get a job. We walked into Express first. Kyra looked around, wanting to try on the clothes and not work here.

"Hi!" chirped a pretty girl. "Can I help you find anything?"

I waited for Kyra to respond. She was looking at a shirt that was far too revealing and sexy for her body. I gently nudged her to break her reverie over the top. She shook it off and turned to the attractive blonde girl waiting for an answer. "I was wonderingif you're hiring?" she asked in a bored tone.