Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of its characters, but I did eat an apple the other day that looked exactly like the one on the cover.

Bella's POV

Ugh. Another "camping trip" and all the Cullens are gone this time. They all need to hunt sometimes. I mean, I do hang out with Angela, Jessica, and Lauren, but it's not the same. Alice has a certain spunk (plus she makes you feel tall when you're around her), and Edward is just, well, Edward. But I can't think about that now, I have to get to trig. I was about to walk into the classroom when I heard voices. I stopped, not wanting to disturb anyone.

"But I just don't get it! Why her?" Hey, isn't that Jess's voice?

"Yeah, I know. He's gorgeous and she's just so . . ." That was Lauren, I think.

"Plain. Why would he ever like her?" Wait, they were talking about me. And Edward!

"You know, I bet he doesn't even like her anymore. I mean, what's to like?" Lauren said as I slid down the wall until I was kind of sitting, kind of crouching with my head on my knees. They were right. Why would Edward ever like someone like me? I'm such a stupid, plain klutz, and he's a perfect vampire. Plus there was the fact that he could barely tolerate being near me without drinking my blood and killing me. He must be uncomfortable all the time, and I never noticed. Add inconsiderate to the list.

"Uh, Bella? Are you ok?" I jerked my head up to see Mike Newton peering at me with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just kind of tired," I answered, which wasn't totally a lie. I was suddenly exhausted, but I put on a good face for Mike and marched into trig.

Edward's POV

It had taken all my willpower not to run back to Forks and cut the hunting trip short, just to see her again. Bella. My Bella. But I was still surprised to see her waiting in our driveway, sitting in the bed of her truck, when we were running back home.

"Why is she here?" I muttered to Alice. I mean, I was pleased, but it was a Tuesday. Shouldn't she be at home, doing homework or something?

"No clue. She keeps changing her mind," she answered, frowning. She doesn't like not knowing things. Neither do I, so I quickened my pace and sprinted up to her.

"Oh, hi! Hey, can I talk to you?" she smiled up at me.

"I believe you already are," I told her, and she gave me a look, "but go on."

"I really, really want you to be happy," she started, "and while you were gone I thought a lot."

"About?" I asked her, really wishing I could read her mind. Her smile disappeared.

"You're amazing. You're perfect in every single way and I couldn't believe you're mine. I mean, I'm such a stupid, plain klutz. Now I figured it out. You aren't mine. If I keep you then I'm just playing with fate, and fate wants you to be happy. You deserve better than me. So you should find some one else. Tanya or another perfect vampire or even another human if you want. But somebody who's worthy of you. Because I know that I'm not. So even though I won't forget you and I'll always love you, you deserve someone better." By this time tears were streaming down her cheeks as she ran into her truck and drove it away, not even looking back.