HOLY DOVE ▹ EDWARD CULLEN

6.0 ▹ BITTER TURNS.

"Mom!" Juliette laughed. "No. Edward's a gentleman. He opened doors for me, and took care of me. It was just two friends, hanging out." She ran her fingers through her thick brown curls, snatching a cookie from the plate in her mother's hands. Her mother simply touched Juliette's hand, and sighed happily.

"Don't tell your father, mija, but I'm glad to see you being a normal teenager. I was worried you'd spend too much time inside to yourself," Juliette raised her brows at this idea, her lips pressed together as if to wonder what her mother could be possibly implying. "Besides playing Lacrosse with a bunch of boys.  I'm glad to see that you're enjoying the company of others." She elaborated.

The brunette rolled her eyes playfully, her mother hitting her gently in the arm. "So, when are you seeing him again?" She couldn't help but be curious to poke her nose in her daughter's business.

"Saturday," She recited coolly, her heart pounding against her chest. There was something about Edward Cullen's whole existence that made her soul want to leap out of her chest and exorcise itself from her body.   It wasn't a bad feeling, but instead, a rather unusual one. No one had ever made her feel that way, and she was still coming to terms that she could have a romantic relationship with someone of the opposing gender, especially after her awkward idea of her freshman year in which she thought boys to be so unattractive, she would have to resort to playing for the same team she was on. 

"Saturday," Her mother repeated. "So soon?" 

Juliette could tell her mother was growing curious, and she bit down into her lip, blowing curls of hair out of her eyes. "He promised to come to the beach with me and some of my friends if I would go to a concert with him."

"A concert?" Her mother's eyes nearly jumped out of her head in surprise. The gesture ticked Juliette so much, she laughed until her belly ached.

"Yes. To see Yo Yo Ma. He's a cellist."

"Juliette," Her mother scoffed. "I know who Yo Yo Ma is. I'm old, but I'm not that old." 

Juliette laughed again, flashing a goofy grin that sent her mother into hysterics.  The younger brunette couldn't help but laugh with her mother as she leaned against the woman's body, supporting both of them.

As Juliette went to respond, her phone vibrated under her pillow, causing her to both bite into her cookie and chew as she answered the phone call. "Pen, is everything alright?"

Penelope's excitement was instantaneously obvious. "Juliette, you won't believe what happened!"

"You didn't murder someone?" Juliette questioned, unsure of what could cause Penelope to be so excited. Nearly anything and everything made the blonde eager. But for the girl to nearly be screaming in Juliette's ear, it had to be something worthwhile.

"That too," Penelope laughed. "But nah, J. You want me to tell you?"

"That would actually be great," Juliette drawled out tiredly, rolling onto her stomach. 

"Catalina asked me out."

"What?" Juliette grinned, happy for her best friend. "Cat actually asked you out, or did you ask out Cat?"

"Well..." Penelope drawled out, snickering to herself. "I asked, but she said yes."

"I told you," Juliette said, leaning against her pillow as she couldn't help but giggle at Penelope's excitement. "All you had to do was gain the nerve."

"So," Penelope began to start, as Jules heard yelling in the background. "Aw," She complained. "I got to go, J."

"Alright," Juliette relented, before she yawned. "Night, P." She hung up her phone, and laid it on the dresser, before her mom left the plate of cookies on the bed.