Welcome to the Real World by twilightluver001.pdf

Welcome to the Real World by twilightluver001

Sequel to "Welcome to Drama Academy". As Bella and Edward continue pursuing their careers, they

find life isn't as easy as they thought it would be. How will they overcome the pressure from work

and family together? Takes place 6 years after Drama Academy

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Chapter One

Bella Swan

"Bella? Well? You think Dalton will like it?"

"No, I think he'll love it! This stuff is awesome, Vanessa. He'd be crazy not to like it!" I said, smiling as

I patted my colleague's shoulder.

"Thanks." She took a deep breath. "Here I go. Wish me luck."

"Sure, V. I'll pray for you!" I joked.

I sighed contently as I started fixing the drafts and files that I had on my desk. I looked anxiously to

the clock; it was 5:15- forty three more minutes until his flight landed.

I never thought that my dream as a journalist would be fulfilled, but here I was, working as one of the

journalists of Media Today . After majoring in Communication at Stanford University, I weighed my

options for about three months. Sure, I knew I loved writing, but what did I love to write about? I

knew I would never go for politics- and I knew nothing about sports, aside from basketball.

Luckily, Media Today had an opening for the Literature section. I remembered how happy I was when

they said they liked the stuff that I'd sent them. This magazine company is pretty well known; it

covers every area, from entertainment to politics, and they recently decided to add a column for

book lovers. It provided a list of the newest and the most popular books on the market, and of

course, exclusive interviews with the authors. That's what I do; I set up interviews with the authors

and I write an article after meeting them. I absolutely adore my job; there is nothing else that I'd

rather do. I get novels to read, and I get paid for it because it is a part of my job description.

I closed the door of the drawer after putting in the drafts that I had written today. I half-ran for the

exit, completely joyous and excited.

"In a hurry, Bella?" Michelle chuckled as I almost knocked into her on my way out.

I laughed. "You could say that. See you tomorrow."

She winked at me and I sprinted out of the doors.

It wasn't hard to find my car, despite the fact that there were many other vehicles in the parking lot.

There, sitting glossily in the middle of lot was my Mercedes S600 Guardian , one of the things that

Edward had given me against my will. I should have known by now that it was no use arguing with a

Cullen when they were determined to give you something, like Alice with clothes and now Edward

with cars. He had insisted that he wanted me to have a "safe" car. Okay... I'll admit he had a point.

Even though I was a pretty good athlete, I'm a horrible driver. It took me three times to pass my

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easily. Edward laughed after my second attempt on passing the exam when he saw me cursing at

myself for failing, again. I was so sure that one day I would get the hang of driving myself, but after

the second test, I knew it was time to ask Edward for help. Of course, he was more than willing to

assist me. But I sometimes wonder if he regretted it after he realized what he had gotten himself

into. I wasn't only "not good" at driving; I was completely horrible.

So, after my third test, I finally got my license. We went car-shopping next day, and none of the cars

really caught my interest since they were unbelievably pricey and way too fancy looking for someone

like me. We did pass by a red, used-truck on our way home. I caught the price and it was something

that I could afford right now.

Edward grimaced when I showed him the truck. He seemed outraged that I would want something as

old and slow-looking.

A week later, an over-the-top, luxurious looking car appeared in front of our driveway. At first, I

thought it was for him. But when he had sprung me the news that I was going to be the owner, I

freaked. Edward placed his hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming at him. He explained

that he was worried that I might get myself into traffic accidents and he wanted an indestructible car

for me. It turned out, he had sent his request to Rosalie, who recommended this car. I would have

literally murdered Rosalie if she weren't one of my best friends.

"Just to keep me sane, please? So I wouldn't be worried sick every time you're behind the wheel?" I

remember him pleading with me, unleashing the power of his emerald eyes.

How could I reject when he put it that way? I still didn't understand why it was necessary to get this

car. I may not be professional when it came down to automobiles, but I could tell that this thing was

expensive. Very expensive. I tried telling him that I would be perfectly happy, that I would prefer to

have a cheaper car, but he rolled his eyes and told me that I would be satisfied with the speed that

this car was capable of. See what I mean about it being useless to argue with a Cullen?

My cell phone rang and I dug it out of my purse. It said "Alice" on caller ID.

"Hey Al," I greeted her cheerfully; there was nothing that could bring down my mood today.

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to someone from the other side of the line.

I giggled, "Yes! He's coming home!"

She laughed at my enthusiasm, "Are you guys still dropping by at my place tonight?"

"Seven o'clock and we won't be a minute late." I promised.

"Great. I have to go, see you two later." And just before she hung up, I heard her shrieking, "No! Not

purple either!"

After college, every one went on their own path to pursuit their dreams. Emmett opened a club in

downtown, "Element" , which is currently under construction for expanding, and it is no doubt the

hottest club in the area.

Alice has her own clothing line, "Quirky As Me" , which is one of the most famous brands throughout

America. She designed all sorts of clothing; sport wears, dresses, wedding gowns, regular tees...

movie stars order their clothes from her, too. Really, it'd be no surprise to see her designs in an MTV

Award on T.V. I remember Jessica Simpson asking her to design her Teen's Choice Award dress, but

Alice turned her down because " she was too busy ".

Rosalie models for Alice part-time, but she spends most of her time designing cars. Her designs were

especially popular with the female population since she added some luxurious, feminine features to

most of them. Jasper became a computer engineer and he specializes in video game softwares.

Emmett and Edward really got a kick out of that; they loved the free, new video games that they

received almost monthly. Of course, they claimed that they were "testing it out" before it hit the

market. But we knew better.

As for Edward? He's in his second year of medical school and he was just offered an internship at one

of the hospitals in L.A. It's a new program, from what I've been told. The hospital has never offered

anyone, who was not in their final year, an internship before, but they couldn't help but be

impressed by Edward's flying, glorious grades and the high-praising recommendations from his

professors. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if Edward manages to graduate from medical school in

three years instead of four. He works sohrd

I slid in and shuddered at the coldness of the leather seat. I turned on the heater and pulled- very

carefully- out of the parking space. I actually started humming as I got on the highway, completely

exultant that I was going to see Edward in a matter of minutes. The past two weeks without him was

unbearable. Even though we had talked and texted each other every night before bed, I needed to

see him. I needed to feel him next to me.

And today, he was coming home . A huge smile spread across my face when the airport came into

view.

Again, I ran for the door as soon as the car was parked. Did they land early? Was I early? I didn't

really care. I'd wait all night for his arrival if I had to. I went to the right terminal for his flight and

looked over the shoulders of the people that had just gotten off the plane. Where was he? Where

was he?

Then I caught something that abruptly made my breathing stop.

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Edward Cullen

"Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seatbelts. We will be landing in a few minutes, so please

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I let the voice drown as I stared anxiously at the window.

My body seemed to be fully aware of the fact that I was going to see Bella in just a couple of minutes.

A smile tucked around the corner of my lips when I planted a picture of her delicate, beautiful face in

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I sighed. Could the pilot fly any faster?

I still remember very clearly what I thought of Bella on her very first day in ECA. She was having

dinner with my siblings and the Hales- which was a surprise to me since they rarely ate with anyone

else. It was her eyes- her brown, soft, inviting eyes- that immediately drew me to her. Of course, it

was horrible of me to be thinking about how beautiful she was considering I had my arms around

two girls- whose names I still can't remember- at that time. I was a jerk; I'm not proud of who I was

before I met her .

It wasn't love at first sight, no. When I bumped into her in the hallway the next morning, I was

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she spoke, instantly, I knew there was something different about her. She wasn't panting after me

like all of the other girls that I've dealt with. And after hearing about her incredible performance in

P.E. from my friends later on, I only grew more curious about her.

I chuckled when more memories flooded back in my mind.

I saw her jogging through my bedroom window and decided that it was the perfect chance for me to

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couldn't stand her not falling for me. It took a big strike on my ego. So I put on a shirt and some

shorts, and let myself bump into her coincidentally again.

It was on the same day that she yelled at me for my treatment to the girls on campus. At first, I was

furious. Who did this girl think she was, telling me off on her first day of school? But the more I

thought of it, the more amused I became. Bella Swan was not like any other girls that I've met

before. She was different. Not just more attractive, but also fiercer, smarter, more athletic, more

uniqu she was better .

That night after the dance, I was a different man. Shock would be an understatement compared to

how I felt when she confessed that she had feelings for me too, just like I did for her. I knew instantly

that there was nothing I wouldn't give to be with Bella. It was a miracle that she was willing to leave

my past behind me and I know it was her faith and trust that got me this far today.

Five and a half years. Five and a half amazing, blissful years that Bella and I have been together.

I never thought my dream would be fulfilled. But here I was, on my way back from a medical

conference in Canada. After four years of hard studying, I graduated from Stanford University, only to

have several more years of medical school ahead of me. I was fine with that part since I never

expected medical school to be easy. When I chose my path on becoming a doctor, I knew it would be

hard work.

It took Bella and I months to figure out where we wanted to go to college. We got accepted to many

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felt comfortable with moving half way across the country without our friends and family. Bella said

California was home to her; she said even New York meant less in comparison.

"Stanford?" She came up to me one day on our way to our gym class. (In our senior year, we

managed to get most of our classes together since the female administrators were very easily

persuaded.) "I looked over the brochures more carefully last night and did some research. It has the

right departments for both of us."

She was right; Stanford was perfect for us. It had the classes that I needed, and it had hers, too. It

was the best choice; my parents and her father were thrilled with our decision.

College wasn't much different from high school. True, the classes were harder and you had to study

more, but most of the exciting and new college experiences, like living in a dorm, we had already

experienced it in ECA. It was almost like another four years of high school for us, just with more

exams and crazier parties.

"Girlfriend waiting at the airport?" Kellan, one of my classmates who had gone to the conference

with me, asked from behind.

"Yes." I answered, grinning.

"Lucky man," he muttered. I couldn't hear anything else because the air was suddenly filled with the

loud roar of the engine. We were finally landing.

"Thank you for flying American Airlines. I hope you have a nice day." The flight attendance smiled as

we passed by. The pace of the passengers didn't seem to be fast enough for me; I wanted to bolt so

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definitely be a bad idea. Doctors are supposed to treat people, not injure them.

I looked for Bella as soon as I exited the portal. The crowd of people getting in the way of my view

was utterly frustrating. It was helpful that I was taller than most of them. Then I froze.

Standing a few yards away was my beautiful girlfriend, standing on her toes, looking anxiously over

the shoulders of the crowd. She was breathtaking with her beige coat over her white turtleneck, a

pair of tight-fitting jeans and black boots that emphasized her perfect legs. Her scarf was hanging

loosely around her neck and the knitted hat on her head matched perfectly with her pink, rosy

cheeks.

Beautiful , was all I could think.

As soon as our eyes met, she smiled the warmest smile that made my heart skip. I was drifting to

heaven; it was hard to think about anything else but her . I caught my breath and smiled back at the

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I was home.

Chapter Two

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