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I had just woken up. For once when I looked out the window I didn't see rain and clouds, but pure sunshine. I rolled over to face my nightstand and saw the letter that my boyfriend gave me last night.

Bella,

Last night was absolutely amazing. Dinner was great I miss you already knowing that I can't be with you today. My dad is the worst for saying that you couldn't come down to La Push today. I promise I will see you again first thing tomorrow morning and we'll go to our special place. I love you.

Jacob

Jacob is the love of my life. I couldn't imagine living without him. I have lived in forks for two years now. My mom remarried a great guy but it made me miss my own father. So I decided to move in with him for high school. Jacob is the son of my dad's best friend. When I used to visit forks in the summer, I would hang out with Jacob and his sisters while my dad fished. I have always loved Jacob. Like a best friend but only more so. I guess I have always known that we would be together like this. God I think everyone was expecting it, just waiting for us to realize it. Jacob though had no problems expressing his feeling for me. He was not above yelling it to the world. I on the other hand, well I wasn't quite sure if I was ready to profess my undying love for him. Because, I mean, what if my love did die? What if I don't feel as strongly as him? I feel like I have a claim on him, or at least what to, but I am not sure what that claim is. I pondered this as I reread his letter to me. I did love Jacob. He was my boyfriend. My dad swore that I would marry Jacob and I let him have his dreams.

After a few minutes, I dragged myself out of bed. I was slightly depressed about not seeing Jacob today. I was sulking to the kitchen when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bell! It's Ang. Are you and Jacob busy today?"

"Hey Ang. Jake is. But I'm free. What's up?"

"Really? Perfect. I only wanted you anyway, but you're usually with Jacob. I wanted to go to Port Angeles today for some window shopping. Are you in?"

"Yeah. There is still some stuff I need to pick up for school. What time do you want to meet?"

Angela and I worked out the detail, now I just had to find a way to waste time. I decided to read Wuthering Height's again. The phone rang some time later bringing me back to reality.

"Hello?"

"Bella, where are you? Where you reading again? Do I have to confiscate your books?" I think I heard her mumbling 'damn Wuthering Heights'

"Sorry Angela. I got at Wuthering Heights. I'll be at your house in 10 minutes." Just then, I caught myself in the mirror. "Maybe 20mins." I added.

"Still have to get dressed, huh?" She knew me well.

"Yeah. See you soon."

"Kay. Bye."

Crap that always happened. Angela always forgives me though. My best friend since I can remember. I quickly got up and got ready to leave. I threw on my favorite dark heather gray sweat pants and an old tee shirt. I looked out the window and the sunshine that I had seen when I woke up seemed to be running away from the impending clouds coming at them. I grabbed my Dartmouth sweatshirt and looked in the mirror. I thought I looked fine, but I knew Angela would not think so. Therefore, I changed. This time I threw on a white baby doll tee with pink floral designs with a pair of blue dark wash jeans. The shoes were tough but I put on a pair of pink Ked's to finish out the look. Angela would approve. I looked at the clock. Fifteen minutes passed and I still had to drive to Angela's house. I grabbed my purse and a pop tart from the kitchen and was on my way.

I got to Angela's house and was surprised to see two other cars already there. When I looked at angel's porch I received and explanation.

"Bella!" Oh great, Mike Newton.

"Finally you're here. Hey Bella.' Angela said. She appraised my outfit as she always did, but stopped when she saw my hair. She thought that I was much prettier let I let myself be. Without being too pushy or forward, she would sometimes key me in on such things, as my hair and wardrobe.

"Hey Mike. Hey Angela. Where's Jessica?" if Mike was here, than I was sure Jessica was too. She was always around Mike, especially when I was around. She was like an animal and felt she had to "claim her territory," not that I was going to fight her for Mike Newton.

Not two seconds later, Jessica turned up. "Oh, hey Bella. Thought you were a no show." More like hoped.

"I would have called if I decided not to come Jessica. I knew you guys were waiting for me." I replied as politely as I could.

"We wouldn't leave without you, Bella." Mike said this with an emphasis on you and puppy dog eyes.

"We're going to take Mike's suburban. Let's go." Angela said as we walked off the porch.

This was going to be along day.

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