A/N: Hello readers! This is my first fanfiction and I hope you bear with me while I learn the ins and outs of this website because I am not too technologically savvy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or any themes that may be similar to the writings of Stephenie Meyer.

BPOV

"Rose!"

"Bella, what's up? Why are you crying?"

"I'm moving!" I sobbed.

"WHAT?" She screamed so loudly I had to hold the phone away from my ear.

"Yeah, my mom and Phil just told me that we are moving to Phoenix, Arizona because Phil got traded teams!"

"I'm coming over!" and with that she hung up.

I was 12 years old and it was two weeks until I was supposed to go back to school from winter break. Rosalie Hale and I had been best friends since I was five years old and moved next door to the Hale family in Dallas, Texas. She and her twin Jasper were a year older than me in school, but only seven months ahead of me age-wise.

Before I could wipe my face clean of tears, Rose ran into my bedroom from the hallway. Our families were so close, neither of us needed to knock when coming over.

"Bella, you have got to be kidding me." She said with a scowl on her face as she sat on the loveseat in my room. For a 13 year old girl, she never cried, she just got really pissed off instead. "When?"

"Before school starts in two weeks. And apparently tomorrow my mom and Phil are flying out to look for a new house and I have to stay here with my Grandma for the rest of break until they come back!"

"No, this is not happening! And your Grandma lives over an hour away! We won't even get to see each other for the rest of break!" She started pacing the length of my room while shaking her head. "You can stay at my house; your mom will be okay with that. And then you won't get bored sitting with your Grandma while she gossips at the senior center everyday with her blue-haired friends."

That got me to stop crying so hard and even giggle. "I would love to stay with you, but I will ask my mom to make sure it's okay."

"Okay, well call me after you ask her and let me know what she says." She sighed heavily and came towards me to give me a hug.

"Alright, love you Rose."

"Love you too, babe!" she said over her shoulder as she left my room.

I fell back onto my bed with a huge sigh. "This is so unfair." I said to myself as I looked around my bedroom. I could not even imagine living in a different house, let alone a whole different state. I began to think of all the things I would miss from here. My favorite part of the day was waiting at the bus stop in the mornings with Rose and Jasper, just goofing around and talking about anything and everything. Or the summer nights where we would see how many nights in a row we could sleep in a tent in one of our backyards before we got too bored with it or it rained too hard (our record was eleven nights the previous summer).

With all of those memories fresh in mind, I went to ask my mom if I could stay with the Hales for the rest of break, and she thankfully agreed. I called Rose with the good news before I went to bed that night for one of the last times in my old bedroom in Dallas, Texas.

The following week while my mom and Phil were in Phoenix, I stayed over at the Hale home in Rose's room. Rose, Jasper, and I tried to do all of our favorite things before I had to leave, like having a karaoke night with her parents as the audience, having a movie night with tons of chick flicks (much to Jasper's disappointment), and even camping out in her backyard for one final time (even though it got too cold for Rose and I after a few hours, and Jasper made fun of us while we packed everything up and ran inside). After packing up my house and getting ready to leave for good, Rose and I promised to write and call each other every week while we hugged and cried together.

I even gave Jasper a big hug and kiss on the cheek after making him promise to write me letters too. Phil, my mom, and I got into our SUV and drove off to our new home in Phoenix, Arizona.

6 1/2 years later

"MOM! I already packed all of my bedding and mailed it two days ago! Come on, I'm going to miss my flight!" I yelled from the front door into the house. I had gotten all of the dorm necessities purchased, packed, and sent all by myself, and now my mom began to worry that I didn't have a spare set of sheets.

"Alright, alright. I guess that's it." She said while locking up the house and walking out to the car. "I just worry about my baby girl moving out on her own to a different state right out of high school..." she said, while dabbing her eyes with a tissue.

"Mom, please don't start this again. I will be fine. And I won't be alone! Rose and Jasper will be there, so I already know a few people!" We had gone over this again and again since I decided to attend the University of California in Los Angeles during my senior year of high school.

"Okay, please give my two other children a hug and a kiss from me when you get there, by the way." she reminded me while we were on the highway heading to the airport. Rose, Jasper, and I had stayed very close since I moved away. Rose and I talked on the phone almost every other day and wrote back and forth quite regularly, and Jasper even wrote me a letter every once in a while, much to my surprise! I would go to Texas for one month every summer and stay with them and they would come to Phoenix over New Years or Spring Break every year. After they started their freshman year at UCLA last year, I visited them there and fell in love with the campus. I received a full academic scholarship as well, which helped persuade my parents to be more comfortable with my decision.

"Here we are, sweetie. Do you have your ticket and everything?" she asked while pulling up to the flight drop-off area.

"Yes mom, I have it all in my bag. Are you going to be okay getting out of the airport on your own?" Renee was not very good with directions, and when she looked at me slightly unsure of her answer, I reminded her of the signs to look for that would lead her back to the highway towards home. "Okay, I love you, and I will call you or text you when I get to the airport." Rose was picking me up once I landed in LA.

"I love you too, sweetheart. You make me so proud." We hugged then I got out and grabbed my bags to make my way to the check-in station.

I grabbed my phone out of my bag to send a text to Rose and Jasper that I was at the airport and on the way to LA.

On my way to LA, bitches. -B

Rosalie responded back right away:

YAY! See you soon, skank. Love you. -R

Then while I was boarding the flight, Jasper responded:

I have fucking practice all afternoon until late tonight, but I want to see you tomorrow. Text me when you land. Love you. -J

After replying to both of them, I turned my phone off and shoved it in my bag after grabbing my iPod and headphones. After turning on some music, I settled in for the flight and closed my eyes. I had forgotten that Jasper played on the football team at UCLA; in high school he was a running back and was apparently very good, although I never got to see him play in person except for an occasional summer practice when I would go watch for a bit with Rose. Between football and his good grades, he got a full-ride scholarship to pretty much any school of his choice. He and Rose decided to both go to the same school because they are very close and wanted to stay together, and when she was offered an academic scholarship to UCLA, that sealed the deal for the both of them. They both lived in the same dorm building as well, but on different floors. I was going to be living in a three-person suite with Rose and a random roommate assigned to us. I was really excited to get to be so close to Rose again for the first time in a long time. Jasper was living in a three-person suite as well with a guy from the football team that he was friends with and another random roommate.

I was really excited to start fresh at a new school in a new city, but I was also really nervous. Rose had told me all about the social aspect of college, and I was not quite sure what to expect. Rosalie Hale is not a normal looking college girl. She is gorgeous, absolutely beautiful. She is about 5'9'' with long perfect blonde hair and an amazingly perfect body that supermodels would envy. So when she told me about all of the guys always trying to talk to her and hitting on her and asking her out, I took it with a grain of salt when she said that I should be expecting the same experience. I don't think I would be considered ugly necessarily, but just boring. I am about 5'4" with long mousy brown hair that is a wavy mess in any type of weather, I am so pale some may consider me sickly, and my figure is definitely not one to brag about. I am normal, utterly and forgettably normal.

At some point during the flight, I drifted off only to be woken up again with the feeling of the airplane touching down on the runway. I gathered all of my belongings together in preparation to get off the flight. Since I had shipped all of my school supplies, most of my clothes, and all of my dorm accessories a few days before, I only had my purse and a carry-on with me, so I didn't have to claim any luggage. As soon as we could get off the plane, I turned my phone on and called Rose to let her know I was walking through LAX. She told me where she was and then I hung up. I shot my mom a quick text and kept pushing my way through the crowded airport towards the exit.

Walking out to the pick-up area, I immediately spotted Rosalie. First I saw her car, as it was not hard to miss; a bright red BMW M3. Then I saw my best friend, leaning against the passenger door looking as beautiful as ever. I ran towards her as carefully as I could while trying not to trip over myself, and gave her a huge hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Rose!" I said, with a huge grin on my face.

"Bella! I cannot believe you are actually here!" She said while throwing my bag in the trunk.

"I know! I have been so excited all summer!"

"We have so much catching up to do and unpacking and shopping and-"

I immediately cut her off, "Uhh, what do we need to shop for?"

"Duh! Clothes, shoes, accessories! Geeze, Bella! We ARE starting a new school year!" she said while laughing. She knew of my hatred towards shopping and she loved to use it as a torture device every time we got together. "By the way, your packages came today to our room, and I started to unpack for you and you definitely need a new wardrobe with the looks of your current one..."

"You unpacked for me? Rose! You didn't need to do that!"

"I know I didn't need to, but I was bored because I was all by myself and I wanted to get rid of the huge boxes in the center of our room!"

"Well, thank you. That's actually a relief that they got there before I did so I can have all my stuff back." I was so excited to be moving out on my own, even if it was just to a dorm room. I sent a text to Jasper to let him know I arrived safely, knowing he wouldn't be able to respond due to being in practice and reminding him to call me tomorrow so I could see him. I missed him. He was always like a protective older brother to me, and when I moved away I never got any close guy friends to talk to in Phoenix.

We parked the car and Rose excitedly showed me the way to our new dorm room, telling me all about the campus as we were walking, even though I had heard most of it already from campus visits. We took the elevator up to our floor and then went to our room. I felt so grown up walking into the dorm room; everything felt too good to be true. Even though all of the furniture was rather plain looking and the room was white everywhere, I was just excited to make it our home. The room was quite large because three of us would share all of the space. Walking in, I could see three beds, three desks, three dressers, a couch, and a bookshelf in the main area, and off to the right there was a small kitchen area with mini-fridge and microwave. To the left, there was a large sink and countertop area with a huge mirror and through a door there was a bathroom and shower area. Everything was so clean and fresh looking.

"I was waiting until the three of us got here so we could re-arrange all of the furniture and get bathroom decorations and area rugs and things." Rose explained.

"Oh, I didn't even think of all of that. Good idea. Speaking of that, I wonder when our other roommate will be arriving..." And just as I spoke that, our door swung open.