"You will never see me again."
And he kept his word. Edward left me and never came back. I wish I could say that I harnessed my inner woman power and picked myself up and moved on, but I can't. I was heartbroken for four whole months. Three whole months of living without my Edward and our family. I considered, and I still do, the Cullens my family. How could I not? They welcomed me into their home and hearts. Alice was my very best friend even though she and I are so different.I will always love them.
Jacob, my sweet Jacob, helped me through those months. He picked me up and kept me from going catatonic again. He made sure I smiled, laughed, and cried on his shoulder. To this day, our relationship is very strong. We did date after I officially moved on for a while, but then he met his imprint. We parted on good terms and have stayed friends.
So now, here I am, one year later after my breakup with my first love, sitting in my English Lit. class as a senior in Forks High School. Even though I find Shakespeare very interesting, today I cannot concentrate. I took a look around the room and I see, that for once, everyone is paying attention.
From the corner of my eye, I see a flurry of movement. It's Angela. Angela is sitting next to me, taking notes faithfully, as always. Ever since the Cullens have been gone, I have gotten closer to Angela Webber. I find it hard to believe that I kept her at a distance during the time the Cullens were here. She is so different from them. She's a faithful friend, loyal, quiet, unassuming, and smart. I definitely count her as my best friend.
Unfortunately my lack of attention is noticed and Mr. Burns, the teacher, called out my name.
"If you can, read the next passage." As I have said, I love Shakespeare so I know Hamlet by heart. It is easy to figure out where the class is in the play and I begin to read.
Twenty minutes later the bell rings and I walk to the doorway and wait for Angela. She always takes her time leaving the class. She finally rushes up to me, blushing and apologizing like she does to me every day. I smile ruefully and somewhat bitterly. That was me, not so long ago, though it seems that way. I blushed easily and had not a care in the world. Even when I was harboring the biggest secret in the history of mankind, my thoughts and days were filled with Edward and his family like any normal teenage girl with a boyfriend. How things change. Sometimes, I feel forty instead of eighteen.
"Bella? Hello? You still with me?"
"Huh? Yeah...no, I'm not, sorry," I give a sheepish smile. Today is just not my day. Maybe I should just ditch. As of right now, my attention span is not very good and probably won't be for the rest of the day.
"So Ben was wanting to go into Port Angeles and go to that new ice rink. You want to come with? " Angela continued.
"I don't think Ben would appreciate me crashing your date" I stick my tongue out at her. She returns the gesture and smiles.
"It's not a date, goose. He has already invited two of his friends. As much as I love him, I really don't feel comfortable being the only girl in a group of boys. Please?" Now how can I resist when she puts it like that? I roll my eyes and give her a smile.
"Well, when you put it that way...of course I'll go with. When are we going?"
"We were thinking this tomorrow evening. It's a week night so it won't be that packed. Does that sound good?" By now we have stopped at our lockers which are conveniently next to one another.
"Yeah, I'll just need to make sure that Charlie has a well balanced dinner waiting in the fridge before hand. Hey, I'm not feeling up to the rest of the day, I'm gonna ditch ok? I'll see you later."
I hurry down the hall before she could call me back and lecture me. Timid she may be, but she is no pushover. If she knows you and sees you do something that she does not agree with, she'll let you know.
Out in the parking lot, I make double sure that the guard could not see me then climb into my truck before zooming away from the school. That's another thing that has changed about me. I no longer fear high speeds. In fact, as a graduation present, Jacob is in the process of remodeling a motorcycle. He's assured me that when it's done it's "gonna go so fucking fast that it'll make race car drivers ashamed." That boy swears like a sailor. My mouth isn't that clean, but if there was a competition, Jake would win hands down.
I finally reach my destination and turn off the truck. To anyone else, I parked randomly by the woods. To Edward, he'd know right away where I was headed. I hiked the hour and a half hike and finally stepped into The Meadow. Even though Edward is no longer here and we are no longer together, this place is a great place to get away and think. It's the one of the few things that I am grateful to Edward for. Yeah, I'll admit, I'm angry. I will always harbor a bit of anger towards Edward. My first love he may be, but he broke my heart in the worst way and that is inexcusable. I'm human, sadly, and not perfect. However, I have to give credit where credit is due. He's my first love, made me aware of the supernatural world, and gave me another family.
I lay back in the grass and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep. My nap did not last long, however, because I woke to the sound of thunder and realized that I forgot my rain coat in the truck.
'Damn, please not now. I can't go to Charlie's. He'd kill me.' Another thunder clap boomed and it sounded closer. It was either leave now and get in trouble or take my sweet time and get a bit wet but not in trouble. It took me half a minute to decide. Get a bit wet it is. I walked around The Meadow before finally starting my way back to my truck. Two hours and soaked clothing later, I make it to my truck and finally began my drive to Charlie's. For some reason, I have never truly at home there. I even called Renee's house...Renee's. The only time I have truly felt at home was with the Cullen's. Go figure. I felt the most comfortable in a house full of vampire's where control was a bit difficult. As Edward would say, no self preservation.
I finally make it to the house and find that Charlie is not home. I proceed with my nightly schedule. Prepare dinner, read, finish making dinner, homework, greet Charlie, eat, shower, bed, read, and then sleep. It's a whole 'wash, rinse, repeat' thing. Such is a day in the life of Bella Swan.