So this is a new story. The idea just sort of came to me about a week ago. Any similarities to other stories is pure coincidental. I'm really excited for this one, so I hope you read along and follow Bella and Jacob's crazy journey with me. As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

Chapter 1

It was my senior year at the University of Nevada, Reno, and there were only three days left until graduation. After working for four long and challenging years, I was finally going to get my bachelor's degree in English. Once graduation was over, I would be heading home to Arizona to see my mom and stepdad Phil. Phil was a minor league baseball player, so that required that he and my mom travel to different states for games. Therefore, they would be missing my graduation, which was a bit disappointing, but I would see them soon.

I made my way over to the quad, where I found my incredible boyfriend, Jacob, sitting under our favorite tree, studying for his last final. He smiled at me as I walked up and took a seat next to him. He gave me a peck on the lips and then continued to look over his notes. I watched as he started to mouth the words he was reading; he was so focused. Jacob was majoring in mechanical engineering and would be graduating alongside me.

We both met our sophomore year at a party his roommate was throwing. I was terribly shy at the time, so my friends practically had to drag me there, but I'm glad that they did. Ever since that night, my life has been amazing. Life with Jacob is never boring. One of the reasons that life with him was never boring was because we were constantly trying to keep our relationship a secret from our parents. My dad, Charlie, was the chief of police in a small town in Washington. I had only gone to visit a few times when I was younger; he mostly came to visit me in Arizona. When he came to my school to help me move in freshman year, he made it very clear that if I ever dated someone, he would shoot them. I thought he was kidding at the time, but after he brought it up again during my sophomore year, I decided that if I ever got a boyfriend, I wouldn't tell my family, just in case.

I didn't actually think my dad would shoot Jacob but he would sure try his hardest to get him arrested for some absurd reason. Thankfully, Jacob graciously agreed to go along with my crazy request, and he didn't even think I was strange for asking. That was one of the reasons I loved him; he accepted me for me, quirks and all.

I rested my head against Jacob's shoulder and let the warm Nevada sunshine send it's rays down on me. I must have dosed off because after what seemed like only a few minutes, Jacob was gently shaking me awake.

"Bells, it's time to wake up," Jacob said. I loved the nickname he had for me.

"How long was I asleep?" I asked.

Jacob shrugged. "Thirty minutes, maybe. My final starts in fifteen. I have to go." Jacob stood and then offered his hand to help me up, as well.

"Thanks." I smiled. I stood up on my tiptoes to give Jacob a kiss. He was so much taller than I was, at least by a foot. "Good luck."

"Thanks, I'm going to need it." He said as he adjusted his hand so his fingers threaded through mine.

"You're going to do great." I said as we began to walk towards his classroom.

I left him at the door and then walked across campus to my room. Most of my stuff was in boxes. This was it. I wasn't coming back the next year and I was sad to be leaving the place I had called home for four years of my life. I decided to pack up what little I had left as I waited for Jacob to finish his final. Luckily my roommate, Jane, wasn't around, so I was able to blast my music as I packed. Jane was nice, but we didn't have a lot in common; our taste in music being one of them.

Three hours later, there was a knock on my door. I opened it to reveal Jacob on the other side looking weary.

"Hey," I said, pulling him into the room where we both took a seat at the edge of my bed. "How was the final?"

He ran a hand through his hair. "Stressful. I'm pretty sure I passed, though."

"That's great!" I exclaimed. "Let's go get some dinner at our favorite place to celebrate!" Jacob seemed to perk up at the idea of getting food. That boy was always hungry.

"Alright. Give me ten minutes to run back to my room and grab some cash." He stood up and walked to the door. "I'll be right back."

Exactly ten minutes and thirty-two seconds later, Jacob was back with a smile on his face. He had a great smile. It was a bit lopsided, but it was so cute, I couldn't ever resist him when he used it on me.

We took Jacob's car to the restaurant. It was a little 50s diner, with jukebox and all. To most people, it wasn't a big deal, but this was the place where we had our first date, and since then, we had had some great times there.

Ever the gentleman, Jacob opened the door for me when we arrived. We looked around the restaurant and saw a booth in the corner that was vacant. We didn't even have to look at the menus; we had been there so many times that the waitresses knew us by name, and knew our usual orders. Bree brought us our cheeseburgers and we dug right in.

After we finished eating, Jacob and I walked hand-in-hand back to his car. He walked me over to my door, but didn't open it right away. Instead, he stared nervously at me.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned.

"Nothing's wrong. I, uh…I wanted to ask you something." Jacob said. I noticed that the hand that wasn't holding mine was fidgeting in his jean pocket.

"Okay…" I said slowly, urging him to continue.

"I didn't know when the right time would be to do this, but tonight suddenly seems perfect." Jacob began. "I mean, this was where we had our first date almost three years ago."

I didn't speak. I just looked at him curiously, trying to understand where he was going with this. Suddenly, he let out a huge breath of air that he seemed to be holding and pulled his other hand out of his pocket as he kneeled down in front of me. I stared back at him, shocked at the night's turn of events.

"Bella," He said softly and then cleared his throat. The next words he spoke were more confident. "Bella I've loved you since the day I laid eyes on you sophomore year. You make me a better person and I can't imagine my life without you. I know that we are spending the summer apart, but I wanted to make sure that I would be coming back, not to my girlfriend, but to my future wife. Will you marry me?"

By the time he finished his speech, I had tears streaming down my face. "Of course I will." I croaked as he slid a diamond ring onto my left hand.

"It was my mother's," He said softly, standing up. His mother had died when he was very young, so I knew that it was very important to him that he was able to give it to me. "My dad gave it to me right before I started college, saying that I might need it someday."

"It's beautiful." I said, staring down at the sparkling stone. "Jacob?"

"Yeah?" He was looking at me lovingly.

"I don't want to wait."

"What do you mean?" He asked, looking at me quizzically.

"I don't want to wait until after summer break to marry you." I said delicately.

"We both leave in four days…"

"I know. I just really want to marry you. And you know how much I hate having attention on me."

Jacob chuckled. "I know. I guess it wouldn't make much sense to have a big wedding when our families don't even know we're together." He paused as he carefully thought through his next words. "How about after graduation? We can drive to one of the chapels down the road and get married."

I looked at him in awe, surprised that he was agreeing to my request. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." He smirked. "It might be kind of fun to keep this secret from our families. It'll be like we're doing something naughty. It's kind of sexy."

"Jacob Black!" I punched him in the arm. I knew exactly what he was implying, and it made me blush. Neither of us were exactly virgins, but he was the only one I had ever been with, and I was the only one he had ever been with. That had to count for something.

"We wont tell anyone, not even our friends. And when I see you after summer, we can figure out where to go from there."

"Alright." I agreed. We had never been apart for more than two weeks at a time. We had both taken summer classes the previous two years, and the longest I had gone to visit my mom was for ten days. Jacob's trips home to visit his dad lasted the full fourteen days, but I just couldn't really do that with my mom. I loved her, but her constant need to go out and try different activities exhausted me. I had no idea how I was going to be able to spend three full months with her.

After a few minutes of kisses and 'I love yous', we were back in Jacob's car and on our way back to school. Luckily, when I got to my room, all of the lights were off, meaning that my roommate was already in dreamland. That made it easier for me to hide the ring without her seeing it.

I could hardly sleep that night. In only three days time, I would be graduating college, and I would be marrying my best friend. Life couldn't possibly get any better.

Thanks for reading! If you haven't already, please check out my other Bella and Jacob story called, Love and Monsters: The Wolf Within.