A.N. Omg guys! i am seriously sooo excited to be starting this story! Ive been so interested in writing this and just recently decided to put it into words... this story is going to be pretty interesting, well atleast i hope it is. but please feel free to review and i want to hear constructive criticism and what you guys think of it. I think i will be updating this almost every day..unless i have writers block or something(which i highly doubt. i already know what i want to happen) but yes, please tell me what you think and i hope you enjoy!

Bella POV

I had always grown up close to Jacob and it always felt right. I can't even remember a time when my best friend wasn't there to help or comfort me when I needed it. He was there for me when I fell out of the tree in Charlie's yard and broke my arm when I was six, as well as the numerous occasions I had managed to injure myself, which was quite often. He was even there when my mother had decided she wanted to divorce my father a week after my ninth birthday. I had always known that my parents weren't exactly a match made in heaven, they had their problems just like any other married couple; their mistake was marrying too young. She had been only eighteen when they had foolishly married, only a year and half older than I was right now. After the divorce was finalized it was decided that I would live with my mother, as far away from Forks as she could find. I looked out at the New York landscape from the train, this had been my home for the past seven and a half years. That was ninety months without seeing my best friend, no one understood me the way Jake did, and he always knew what I was thinking and when I had a bad day. What could I say, he was my other half. I felt relief when my angry fights with Renee had convinced her that I was grown up enough to make my own decisions and she agreed to let me live with Charlie for my remaining high school years. My dad missed me a lot, he would always tell me how life without me was almost unbearable and I knew deep down that he missed my mother that much too…she was his first love. I had been cut off from my childhood life in Forks, my mother refused to let me visit my father in Forks; he was expected to come visit us in New York. The relationship I had with my Jacob had grown weak and eventually faded, not even a card on my birthday. This was a step I chose to take in order to fix that relationship, I always loved Jacob and I wanted him to know that.

I stared out the train window at the New York countryside. We would be in the city soon, that's where I would catch my plane to Seattle. I was counting down the hours until I could see him again and I wondered how much Jake had changed, if he would even talk to me again….I missed him so much.

"Bella are you okay?" I turned sharply to face my mom and nodded.

"As ready as I'll ever be. You don't need to worry about me mom, I'll be fine." I smiled at her and turned towards the window again.

"I have Jake." I added softly. I thought of how he would be different, we wouldn't be children anymore. It was my chance to tell him how I've always loved him.

Jacob POV

"Jacob Black, you get out of that bed right now or you will not be seeing that Kaylie girl tonight. I told Charlie we would be over in an hour and he called fifteen minutes ago." I reluctantly rolled over to look at my dad. He had on the look that said 'I'm not telling you one more time and if I do you're going to regret it' so I stretched out like a cat and jumped out of the bed. Apparently my non-lethargic movement proved that I wouldn't grab the covers and fall asleep again. I wasn't excited to go to Charlie's house, there were too many memories of her; too much pain. Sure Kaylie was great, she was funny and she knew how to have fun, but she wasn't my Bells.

I had always grown up with her right there, sure she was older than I was, but it was only two years. I mean come on, there were celebrities getting married that were like twenty years apart. Besides, I was always bigger than her. I mean Bella was delicate, a porcelain doll that could shatter if handled to roughly. That's why I had always thought of it as my job to protect her from others, but mostly herself. I mean Bells wasn't the most coordinated person out there, basically she was a threat to society. Poor girl couldn't even walk over a smooth, stable surface without finding something to trip over, mostly which resulted in a few cuts and bruises and the occasional sprained ankle.

I had always tried to protect her from getting hurt, and I made sure I was there to comfort her when she was crying or needed someone to talk to. It was my responsibility to help her handle to the divorce too. The day I found out she was going to be leaving was the worst day of my life, I mean I was six but still…I loved her. Bells was my other half, more than a best friend. We had a bond that was stronger than anyone I had ever known; she knew what I was thinking and I knew what she was thinking, obviously we were perfect for each other. And I had always kinda thought she had a crush on me too, but when as she drove away with her mom it was the last time I had seen her...

"What are you doing Jacob? You look really depressed, or heart broken or something….but im sure the news Charlie has will cheer you up pretty fast, that's kinda why we need to be there soon."

My dad's voice shook me out of my silent reminiscing, and I was sparked with interest when he told me about the news Charlie had… maybe it was about Bella. With my sudden interest I threw on a sweatshirt and pushed my dads wheelchair out of the house and helped him into the truck. As we drove away from the house and towards Forks I was hoping that the news was what I thought it would be…