Bella is a small town, farmer's daughter who is leaving all she has ever known, to live in California to attend Nursing school. She falls head over heels for a mysterious yet sexy southern man, who nicknames her "Peaches" on her plane ride to California. She'll never know his name, she'll never see him again…and he'll always have her heart. Follow her along her journey through life's trials and heartbreaks…..and hopefully back to the man who she left her heart with.

Peaches

Chapter 1. Last Night.

"Jacob! Jake! JAKE! Jake get up! I have to leave my house in 45 minutes! Oh, fuck! Charlie is going to kill me! Jake get the fuck up!……. Fine jackass! Hope you like the feeling of the wind blowing through your hangover!!!". I jumped up, grabbed my sleeping bag, and jumped out of the bed of my truck.

It's 8:30 am, and I just woke up. I have a hangover, and I fell asleep in the bed of my truck. Jake is pretending not to hear me, and I was supposed to have a "father daughter bonding" breakfast two hours ago. I knew I shouldn't have done that third keg stand! I thought to myself, as I jumped in the driver seat of my truck and sped home.

Flashback to last night

"Bella be back by 6:30, I want to spend a little time with you before you leave, and I want to make sure you have a belly full of biscuits and gravy, before you leave to California and you forget what good eating is."

"Sure, sure dad! I'll be back in the morning. And I already loaded everything into your truck, so all I have to do is shower, and spend time with you before we have to leave", I said while peering out the window.

"Bells, do you really even have to go out tonight? Why don't we just go fishing together, or something?", he said while pacing and fidgeting.

I knew this was coming. Even though Charlie played it off, as the "manly man", who didn't have emotions, I knew that he was heartbroken I was leaving in the morning; he really wanted to spend as much time with me as he possibly could, before I left. "Charlie! Jake is throwing me a huge 3 keg party out by Robertson's farm! Everybody is coming! This is my last chance to be the true blue country girl that I am, and get it out of my system, before I go to college, and do nothing but learn for the next 4 years….plus! Seth took more shots then me last weekend, and I can't leave my home town a failure! I have a rep to defend here!….I know you want to spend time with me before I leave, but we have all morning tomorrow! " I smiled sweetly.

"Fine, but be careful, and don't drive after you start drinking!"

"That's why my sleeping bag is in my truck dad, come on, after all these years have I ever let you down?" I said with my best puppy dog eyes.

"No…I guess not….But Bells?"

"What dad?"

"Is there a reason you have your shot gun sitting by the door?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Char- Dad, this is my last chance at having some good 'ol clean Georgia fun!" I put my hands on my hips and gave him the stink eye.

"Yeah, but I don't think alcohol, guns, and raccoons, are a good mixture" He said while shaking his head and trying to stop the smile that was forcing it's way onto his face.

"Yeah, well I am 18 and this is my shot gun….and well….just turn your parental eye!" I shot him a blinding smile, before my head whipped around at the sound of gravel flying.

"Just be careful, I already paid for this years tuition" he started chuckling, as I ran to the door.

"Haha, funny…..I got to go, Jake is here, I see you in the morning….and dad?"

" yeah, Bells?"

"I love you."

"I love you too kid…be safe."

I turned and ran outside, Jake was leaning against my truck with a shit-eating grin.

"Hey B, are you ready?"

"Hell yeah, I can't wait to make Seth cry like a little girl." a mischievous smile spread across my face.

"Funny?…he said the exact thing about you", he started laughing as he climbed in to the passenger seat.

"Yeah….well….. like Brooks and Dunn say, cowgirls don't cry."

"B, that was lame, even for you", he continued laughing, so I punch him in the arm as hard as I could.

"Ow! Shit B, what the hell?", he started rubbing the bruise that was forming.

"Don't talk shit, or I'll make you cry like a girl!" I glowered.

"Yeah, I get it! Geez! And to think I actually spent a shit-load of money on your going away party!", he started shaking his head.

"You did it, cuz, you love me and your gonna miss me…and well, I deserve it! Your such a big softy Jake……are you going to cry tomorrow when I leave?….(I pouted) Awwww, Jakey Wakey…."

"Oh, course I am going to cry! I am going to miss you B. I am loosing my best friend tomorrow…and do me a favor don't let California change you….B, you are perfect, I mean girls from LA don't drink men under the table, or shoot nickels from 200 yards away with a 223; they don't burp, or tell perverted sick jokes; Hell! I bet you scare the shit out of half of them when they meet you…..hahaha…B, I going to miss you so much, you know you are leaving me, and all I have is SETH…ugh…..god….humph….I just wish….. I wish I was going with you….I would do anything to leave this god forsaken small town!"

"I know Jake, I know", I said feeling really bad for him, and for myself. I really was going to miss him.