Sorry it is so short. I hope you don't think it's boring
The next day we do go shopping for Cortney. We packed our clothing and what we needed. Then we went to Stacy, Kevin, and Cortney's house. Cortney's house was first. IT wasn't huge like my house. IT was a medium size. It had lots of windows, and it was white. The lawn was perfectly cut. (IT looked kind of like the Cullen's house.) I walked on the perfectly clean pavement with Cortney on my side. I look at the welcome matt. IT is perfect like everything I've seen so far. I ring the white coated door bell. After like 5 min a short puffy looking girl open. She isn't really puffy but she looks like hurt herself or is having a allergic reaction. The rest of her is fine. She has a petite figure it looks like she works out. She has average size breast and blonde hair to her shoulder. "You must be--." But before she could say the rest two boy almost identical came.
"That must be her." They said at the same time. They took a very short glance at me and their face showed disappointment. Then they both really looked at me. Then they gave me what was suppose to be a sexy smile that would have me at their feet. "Hello there beautiful. Why don't we go up stair and have some fun." I glared at him.
"Was that suppose to be a pick up line. Wow , A 3 year old would have done better. That pick up line was just plain dumb imagine it being same twice at the same time." I left them with their mouth open. I guess they're not used to being rejected. I hear Kevin chuckling in my head. "Oh now dumb and dumber close your mouth it gross to drool. Now get me your mother." They close their mouth and head up the stairs. The maid looks like she is about to die of laughter.
"Come in." She said with some amusement. I walk into the house. The walls were a peachy color. All I saw was the living room and the stairs and doors leading to other rooms. The couches were black and had red and peach color cushions. There were glass tables filled with photos and not one of them had a picture of Cortney in them. I hear light footsteps coming down the stairs. She is tall , slim and elegant women. Her silver hair down to her shoulder. Her face sharp, and bird like. Her eyes large softening her face, her thin lips making her seem angry.
"Hello. I'm Mrs. Berthan and you are. "
"I am Isabella ."
"Well Isabella. What do I owe this visit to."
"I just came to ask for your permission so that Cortney could come and live with me." She gasped at what I said. "She wouldn't need anything but you to sign her over to my aunt and uncle, so they would be her legal guardians." I looked at her face. I don't think she like this. "I could give you back everything she made you spend." That brighten up her face.
"When you put it that way." She says with a cynical smile. I start taking out my check book. When I hear stomping and see a Cortney step father and step sister come in. They look angrily at me and at Mrs. Berthan.
"Eva. That is it. You can't sell her to some random person, you can't sell her to no one. Cortney will not leave this place." He looks at me. "You can keep your money. Come here Cortney." I feel her move. I lift my hand to stop her. I put my check book away.
"There is a reason I want Cortney, but only two people can know it. The two people Cortney seems to trust in this family. Mr. Berthan, and Megan. SO is there somewhere private where we can talk." Mr. Berthan nods and motion me toward the stairs.
Mrs. Berthan P.O.V
They head into George's study. What could her reason be. I want to know. I slowing head up toward his study making sure there is no noise heard. I walked toward the caramel painted door and lean on it to hear. I can't listen to anything they say. I used to be able to but now I can't. I hear foot steps coming this way. I make look like I was just passing by the study door. It was my sons. I know they're trying to hear the conversation too.
"What did u hear."
"All we heard was that Cortney was a very important person to her. Do you think she likes girls." I shake my head. I was cursed with these two dimwitted boys. They decide to give up once they know you can't hear anything. They go downstairs. I hear the door bell ring. I stay just where I am. I hear the study door open and Isabella comes out on her own. A minute passes and she comes up holding two identical looking boxes. They are about the size of ring boxes. They are bronze and looked like they had some cursive writing carved into them. She goes in the study and closes the door behind her. Some time passes before they come out. They are smiling and seem to be friends. They all head downstairs not noticing me standing here. I slowly move behind them. As my foot hit the last step I noticed them laughing except for a boy who was just grin. He was pale with black hair. He was handsome, slim and tall. He reminded me of Isabella a little. He was also staring at Megan. His face full of curiosity as if he was trying to figure something out. Isabella hug my husband and Megan. The boy look liked he was about to put out a hand but then thought it over. Isabella was explaining something. Then I watched her leave. I head over to my husband and Megan.
"What did she tell you." I said icily. They both glared at me. I flinched back. Then said again. "What did she tell you." But this time it was cold. They didn't say anything. I felt heat rushing to my face. "I said tell me what she, or I'll tell the world your secret."
"Go ahead who would believe you. Everyone will just think your crazy because you have no proof."
"OF course I do." He laughs harshly
"No you don't. You've been lying and I believed you, but now I want a divorce." I felt my mouth fall open and I hear Megan gasp.
Im sorry I lied but I'v had lot of work I kind of go to a small school people who know about our school call it the smart people school so we got lot of work since we started school. So I appologize for and because I think it is boring. I just want to put this before I start writing about meeting her father. I kind of have been procrastinating on it. I'm officially happy cuz there is finally a very very hot teacher in my school. Well his body is at least.
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