Sophie's POV

1 Week Later

Phoebe and I decided to go on a shopping spree with her dad's and Teddy's credit card. We didn't need them but they offered, so of course we wouldn't deny their offer.

We drug Sawyer out of his lovely job with Mr. Grey to be our chauffeur for the day. Nice guy. He didn't object.

We decide to stop at Sephora first and pick up much needed cosmetics. I already had enough and had to pack to bags for all my lipsticks, eye shadows, and what not, but makeup is a healthy obsession for a girl.

"Okay, so Killer or Lady Danger?" I ask showing Phoebe the deathly dark red and blush red colors I tested on my wrist. She purses her lips and examines the colors like an art critic would study the brush strokes of Vincent van Gogh's Starry Night. Suddenly her hand grabs my wrist and holds it up to my face to see it against my skin. She finally makes a decision.

"Lady danger, by far. My turn..." She puts the cap on a stick before shoving her wrist my way. "Ice Princess or Girl About Town?" I study her wrist too, less serious that she did mine, and shrug.

"Why not layer them? A shine on top of matte. It would look cute." She nods and keeps both as we continue to search the isles. "Sophie," I turn my head to her and away from the different mascaras, "I don't know if I told you this, but I'm really glad my brother has you." I blush at her complement (I assume that's what it it) and look back at the different Dior, Urban Decay, and Lancôme assortments.

"I mean, we've always had you, but now that he has you, can almost physically see him go from a boy who slept with a different girl every night to a man who only has eyes for you." I almost choke when Phoebe mentions his many sexual partners, but I brush it off until she opens her mouth again. "I hope he got tested for STD's." What is air? My eyes pop out of my head and I start coughing uncontrollably, unable to catch my breath. People start stares while I try to calm down as Phoebe pats my back. She needs a filter.

"Sophie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you-"

"No that's not it, I mean, I already made him get tested so I'm one step ahead of you, but just the fact that you would blurt something like that about your brother's private life out in public...It kind of caught me off guard." Her eyes are wide, and I don't know why. Was it something I said?

"Wait, you made Ted get tested?" I smile and shake my head causing her to explode into fits of laughter. "When? How?"

"Well, not that it is any of your business, but after that party one night before things got too serious, I told him he can't sleep with me until he got tested. He stormed out of my room steaming. Two weeks later, he came barging into the house, waving papers in my face and then said some stuff I'm not going to repeat to you." I finish up. I hate explaining certain situations to people.

"Let me guess." She says in a sarcastic voice and clearing her throat. When she starts talking her voice is deep, obviously trying to imitate her brothers. "Baby, come to my room with me. I need you so much right now. Baby, let me f-"

"Okay!" I say loud enough to drown out her voice to people near by and she starts laughing. I have to change the subject."Enough about me and your brother, what's up with you and Alexander?" Phoebe stops laughing and blushes, looking through the nail polishes.

"Nothing much really." She answers and I laugh before a silence falls between us. She has ever said nothing is really happening between her and him. If you saw them out in public you would think they were a young married couple.

Next thing I know Phoebe is next to me with a serious look on her face, and a little take back. Once again. "Soph, can I talk to you about something? Kind of like a sister-to-sister type thing?"

"Of course. Here, or at the cafe down the block?" I ask. She looks around us before making eye contact with me again.

"Cafe?" I nod and we both grab some last minute items of nail polish and blush before checking out and walking down the block.

Once we get to the cafe Phoebe orders a white vanilla bean mocha and I get a caramel cocoa cluster frappuccino. We choose a table outside and after I sit, I turn to face Phoebe so she knows she has my full attention.

"What's been going on?" I prompt and she sighs.

"Well, Alexander and I are doing good. We hang out all the time, he's my best friend and we love each other, but I feel like he thinks we are going too slow." She mumbles. I shake my head and squint my eyes, not really understanding what she was saying."I mean we...w-we haven't..."

"Oh." Now I understand. "But what about when he asked you to be his girlfriend." I ask and she shakes her head. I remember her telling be about it and saying things got pretty heated, but she didn't elaborate. "When he sleeps over?" She shakes her head. "When you sleep over?" She shakes her head.

"No. We just do..other things." She trails off again and I take a step closer to her.

"Phoebe, Alexander loves you. If you don't put out for him that shows a lot about you. And, don't get me wrong, it's amazing, but sometimes I wish I would have waited. If you want to wait, if he truly respects you, he won't push you."

"But-"

"No, no but's. Phoebe, you're only 16. That isn't something you need to be worried about right now. Sex is just another drug you have to learn to say no to, unless you want it to happen."

"I feel like I want it to happen, but I also don't." she sounds ashamed of her self and it makes me sad. No girl this young should feel ashamed for not losing her virginity.

"You know, the more you do while your just dating the less you have to look forward to on your honeymoon." Her face changes to something of shock and confusion when I mention the future. "I know your too young to get married, and that thought has probably never crossed your mind, but it's just something to think about." She nods once and stares at the iron table as she sips from her straw.

After my cup is empty, I stand to trow it away and then go back to the table and grab Phoebe by the shoulders. "We are here to have a girls day and clear our minds of any problems with boys. Let's forget about everything right now and just splurge on chocolate, maybe a purse or an outfit, and be happy okay." Phoebe finally cracks a smile and stands from the table too, throwing her cup away, then linking arms with me.

"Now," She says, "let's go buy more other priced things."

"Can I try a sip of your shake?" I lick my lips and pass Phoebe my peanut butter and jelly milk shake we got at Mama's Diner for dinner. It's

"Oh, that's really good." She moans and takes another sip. I laugh at her eagerness, until we hit a bump in the road and I get a sharp pain in my abdomen.

"Sophie, are you okay?" I hang my head and put some pressure on my stomach, counting to five. After I take a deep breath I look up and nod.

"Yeah, it's been going on for a few days now. I guess it's just getting close to that time." I sigh and relax back in the seat. Thinking about the topic of mother nature, I pull out my phone and click over to my calender. Last time was the 5th...today is the 13th...

Shit. I have never been late by even one day in ten years.

"We're here Miss. Grey, Miss. Taylor." Sawyer's voice breaks me out of my silent panic as he parks the car by the curb and gets out to open our door.

"We shouldn't be more than an hour." Phoebe pats Sawyer on the back before taking my hand and skipping into Gucci.

We go straight to the young woman section and go through the different racks. I don't really know why I agreed to shop here. This might be the only store where I use Teddy's credit card.

"Is this cute?" I look over at Phoebe who is holding a blush pink dress up against her body. It is short and falls just above her knees. I shrug and nod.

"Yeah, it would look really good on you. You can always dress it up with some jewelery up top." I smile she bits her lip, hangs the dress over her arm, and continues to search through the rest of the clothes.

"Sophie, try this on." When I look back at her a black leather jacket is thrust at my face. "It looks like it's your size." I roll my eyes, hand her my bag, and slip my arms through the sleeves. It fit's nicely and it very comfortable. "Zip it up." I do.

"Oh." I breath, this is tight. I look in the mirror and it doesn't look bad but it is really really tight. "What size is it?

"Medium." I nod and unzip it. I can finally breath!

"Well, I can always lose weight." I take it off and look at the tag. $1,899. Good thing Teddy loves me. I look around the store in look of a restroom while, Phoebe loads up on some very expensive mini skirts and gold and silver jewelery.

"I'll be right back." I hand the jacket to her and scurry off to the ladies room.

I rush to the nearest stall and quickly do my business, but I look down just as I stand up.

Yes!

I stressed over eight extra days for nothing.

((I know this is really short but oh well, next one will be longer. I hope you enjoyed it!))