New Story Number two! In honor of New Moon's release in the US I will be posting six new stories! Yes six! Here's number two I hope you enjoy!

My cell phone went off my head, the signal that it was time to get up and start the new day. I walked over to my closet and pushed the clothes equally to each side of the space. I should be good at this, I've won best dressed for the past three years, the first year freshman weren't eligible for awards. Lame I know. But how was I supposed to pick out the perfect outfit for the last day of high school? I opened my window and a summer breeze rolled in and spread across my face, I inhaled deeply and smiled. I opened my eyes and saw the beach, the sand the water, all of it.

I had lived in this house ever since I was a little girl. I can still remember my feet barley touching the sand as my mom and dad swung me between them, each holding one of my hands, I laughed insanely and they looked down upon me and smiled back. Then the worst came. My mother was only 37, I was fifteen, my dad 38, my younger sister nine. All of us were too young for her to leave us. The worst was that I didn't even speak to her that day. I was too busy being mad at her for not letting me go to the skating rink with some loser from freshman year who's name I don't even remember. We had met over the summer and on that last day she said that we were going to hang around the house and get school things ready. I didn't want to so I got mad and gave her the silent treatment. The last two days of her life I had spent muttering about her under my breath, fighting with her and screaming when we did talk briefly, trashing her to my friends over the phone. All for one stupid idiot who never gave me the time of day since.

Before she left that night I didn't say goodbye, even though she told me that she loved me and kissed my forehead before walking out the door, I didn't return her love. I still wonder if this was something to punish me. Teach me a lesson. I kept wondering when the punishment was over though. Dad only got worse after her death, he started to smoke, then drink, then drugs. He only went even farther downhill. I had tried to pull him out of the whole he had dug himself but after the thrid time I couldn't make myself. I couldn't put my self through the pain that he caused. Punching, kicking, spitting, choking. I guess when mom died she took the man that I used to call daddy with her. I haven't looked my own father in the eyes for a week now, the last time I did it was only to make sure he was breathing. Olivia and I stayed out of the house as much as possible, he didn't notice if we didn't get back until three, four in the morning. He wasn't home himself until five. He lost his job due to coming to work hungover on too many times.

Wow Rosalie, great way to start your last day of high school. I thought to my self. I laughed and then turned back to my closet. I decided on a purple tank top with on gold shoulder, the other was purple like the rest of it. I paired that with a denim skirt that was about mid thigh o me, and then I out on gold hoops, a few bracelets, and then my chain. It had every single thing on it that meant something to me. It had something from my mother, from Olivia, Emmett, and then something from my grandmother. It meant so much to me. It will kill me to lose it. I rubbed on some white eyeshadow, pink blush, then my super shiny lip gloss. I grabbed my over sized black leather bag, slipped on my gold heels, and was out the door.

I hopped out of my car and a few kids flew past me on skate boards. I walked over to Alice's car where she was trying to explain to Bella how to get your foundation even.

"No but you don't want to use that big of a brush." Alice told her.

"Well why not it covers your face faster?"

"Aren't you supposed to be the smart one?" Alice asked. She was right, everyone knew Bella was a girl genius. She had gotten more acceptance letters then Edward, her boyfriend since sophomore year, had gotten rejections. It was insane.

"Well I just dont see why it matters."

"Because it just-ugh never mind. Hey Rosalie."

"Hi guys." I said and Alice's face looked really excited.

"Okay, what do you think?" she asked putting her arms out in a very ta-da way.

"I love it." I said and she looked satisfied with my answer.

Alice always loved anything that involved bright colors and creating something. She always signed up for art, her room was a mural of different expressions. On one wall it was a romantic red where she had made almost a curtain look to it, one was black with neon splatters all over, the third wall had a comic book scene on it, and the last one she still had white. She wasn't sure what she wanted to do with it yet. She obviously was going to do something with it, but she wanted to wait and see what life brought her before she jumped into painting another wall.

Of course her eye make-up and clothing choices were what really made her stand out. Right now she was very aquamarine colored. Her shiny blue eyeshadow went out to her hair line and the pink dots she had along it made it look like pixie dust. Her eyeliner was black with pink lining the inner corner. Her blue eyeliner had a faint line drawn out past her brow line. The rest was pretty much what I had on. Foundation some blush and lip gloss. Her dress was satin and very clean looking up top, it was just a simple black dress very classy and safe. But then she had a bright neon blue belt, below that the dress looked as if it had been put under a lawn mower, it probably had been. It was splattered with neon pink and blue paint. Her shoes were heels that had a higher arch then I could even begin to consider comprehending.

"Very you." I told her. I looked at Bella then. She was very plain looking next to Alice, her clothes and makeup I mean. Just jeans, and a navy blue tee shirt. Her eyeshadow was a very pale brown and her eyeliner was the same black she had bought since she was in the sixth grade. She wore a very subtle pink lip stick and a light blush crossed her cheeks. She was gorgeous, but average in her style. I gave her a smile and she smiled back at me. It was different though. She bit her lip and her eyes went to her left. I looked at where she directed me and I saw Emmett.

"Well Alice, I think this is our cue." Bella grabbed her elbow.

"But I want to stay." Alice protested.

"That's too bad. Besides we have to get to class."

"Ugh fine, be good." she gave Emmett a stern look before jetting off to class.

"Hey babe." Emmett said with a smile.

"Hey Em." I looked up at him.

Emmett grabbed my hips and pulled me towards him then. I took his face in my hands and he pressed his lips to mine. I smiled under his lips. I heard hoots and hollers from the passing students but didn't care. I wrapped my arms around his neck and we stood there for a moment before I heard a farmiliar voice from behind him.

"Teahcer." Jasper coughed. I laughed and rested my head against Emmet's chest, my arms still hanging on to him. I looked forward to see Jasper walking with his gutair case in hand. He waved and I just smiled. I couldn't tell if Emmett was amused or more ticked off.

"Yeah thanks for the heads up man!" Emmett called towards him.

"Come on we've got to get to class." I said patting his chest and starting to walk away. He caught up and grabbed my hand. walked by and we hid them behind us.

"So it's our last day." he mentioned.

"Ever."

"You're not sad are you? Come on Rose, you're killing my buzz."

"I know I know, I'm sorry. It's just that next year you're going to go off to some fancy football college and I'm going to be stuck here at LAU. Los Angles University doesn't even have a fashion major"

"Come on Rose we have a whole summer before we have to go off to University. That's three months where every day will be a Friday night. No one to tell us what to do or what to say or what pages to read out of text books."

"I realized." I said and my tone was depressing me.

The bell rang and students hurried through the hallway past us.

"Listen, I need you to cheer up. I hate it when your upset and you know that."

"Yeah I know. I'll try."

"Good." He lifted up my chin and kissed my hair.

"Love you Rosalie."

"Love you too." he walked away with a smile on his face.

"Emmett?"

"Yeah?" he turned around.

"Try not to get in too much trouble today...okay?"

"I'll try." he copied my words.

"Haha."

"I'm not laughing." I smiled and walked into my English class.

"Late again ." said when I was inside the door.

"Yeah, yeah I am ...see I'm late because.." what's an excuse I haven't used yet?

"My car was-" my teacher shook her head.

"My younger sister needed a ride to-"

"Try again."

"My dad needed help with-"

"Nope."

"She's late because she was kissing Emmett." I heard Edward speak up from the back row. The class cheered and my face got hot.

" that's enough. please take your seat."

"Yes ." I said and when I reached my seat I stabbed Edward's foot with my shoe. His hand flew to his ankle and he glared at me.

"Opps sorry." he stuck his tounge ou and rolled his eyes then faced forward. He reached down into his bag and then started to shake a can of silly spray.

"Edward, think, you'll get in so much trouble."

"What are they gonna do to me? It's summer, not life ro death." He said as he pressed the top nozzle down and blue foam squirted everywhere.

"What's that noise?" was just turning around when she got hit. Kids were taking pictures with their phones, I was one of them.

"!" she said aghast, I wasn't sure why she was so shocked. He did this every year.

"Yeah?" he moaned and threw the can across the room. He laid his face in his hands casually.

"Pricipals office."

"Yeah hang on just a sec I got to make a quick phone call." he held up a finger and got out his phone, I saw him take a picture of her, not that she noticed, then he went down in his contacts list and hit call.

My phone rang and the teacher looked furious.

"Yeah you know I'm sorry I have to take this, it'll be less then twenty seconds I swear. Hello?" I asked.

"Hey Rose!" he said cheerily.

"Oh hi, it's Edward." I whispered and everyone laughed except for us and who was trying to detangle herself in sliiy string.

"Well you see Rose, I'm in English class."

"That sucks."

"I know. So you know I was think that maybe we could go get a smoothie or something."

"I don't know I have cheer after school and a test third period."

"Oh no, we'll be back by the end of second you'll be fine."

"Oh..okay sure."

"Alright I'll meet you at the smoothie hut."

"Cool."

"Later."

"See ya." we both closed our phones and then looked at .

"Well.."

"What?" Edward asked sincerely and the class, apart from me, erupted in laughter.

"Well aren't you guys going to get smoothies now?" her face was blank.

"Oh wow, that's so nice of you to let us leave class. Thank you so much." I said packing up my books and threw them in the trash can on the way out.

"Party hard." I heard Edward say behind me as he did the same. He shut the door and the class applauded us as we exited.

I couldn't believe Edward had ditched, not so much him ditching, but on the last day of school. Really? He usually liked to pull pranks on the last day, he promised that he would clue me in on his plans later, I guessed that it was huge enough to hurt someone. It was senior year and he was going to go out with a bang. Maybe literally depending on what materials he used. He had ditched plenty of times, my guess was about two weeks worth, but it was the last day of school, if you didn't notice already, and there was never any work. Most of the teachers played movies, allowed us to talk quietly at our desks, a few younger teachers even played hangman with the class. Then there were the teachers who actually pretended to teach. Like Ms. Pecka was right now. A few words might possibly stick with sudents for the summer, I was not one of them, but I doubted more then a few kids had stayed awake for the entire period. Even I found this boring...me.

"Bella." I heard Alice whisper to me, her pencil tapped quickly on my desk.

"Yeah?" I asked, her words awakening me from my thoughts. I straightened up in my seat and resisted the urge to yawn.

"You're still coming over later right, after school?"

"Of course." I nodded. She smiled and leaned back into her chair, putting herchin in her hand and resumming her doodling.

"Ms. Pecka the clock." Emily Jackson said from the back row. Her voice was an average tone so our teacher, who I was pretty sure was thankful for the time, it sounded like she had gotten lost in her own words, had no clue who it was.

"Very well." she turned and her long dress twirled as her heels clicked back then stopped as she fell back into her chair.

I heard the shuffling of papers around the room. Everyone was getting out papers to throw in celebration of the year coming to an end. Everyone was ready for school to be over, especially the seniors, who would not be returning next year, but starting new and exciting things at college. Students had the papers in their hands and were on the edge of their seats as the clock grew closer to 2:15. Releasing us to a summer that was sure to be full of excitment and partying. The night before I had set aside a stack of papers that would be exceptable to throw. I didn't like doing something I had gotten a headache over just to throw it up in the air for it never to be seen again, ending up in some landfill weeks from now.

I heard mutters and whispers of summer plans and parties, I noticed Alice was texing, most likely Jasper. I didn't want to interupt them. I stared at the clock and thought of the summers before this one.

It was a long string of didn't do's and adventures with friends that had come and gone. There had always been a certain group though, that would alway be in each mental summer scrapbook of mine. Emmett and Rosalie, Alice and Jasper, and Edward and I. We had first met in kindergarden. We ruled the playground in the first grade and if one bully decided to mess with my milk money Emmett would hear about it. Things didn't change much in middle school, besides that Alice and Jasper decided they were good together in about the seventh grade. I could tell everytime I saw them together, despite what we might had thought those first couple of months, that they were right. Freshman year Rose's mom died, only our inside group knew about the absolute mess her dad was. A couple months after Emmett had asked Rose to go out on one dat e and they came to school the next day hand-in-hand, boyfriend and girlfriend. Edward was the last to ask me, I deep down always knew that I was closest to him, or at least in that way I was. I think we had a pretty good system going. The six of us, our own little Saved by the Bell clique. However we all wanted different things out of life, and we had yet to find on college that would give us each what we wanted. I heard chanting and joined in on eight.

"Eight...seven...six...five...four...three...two...one." I threw my papers in the air and the sheets flew around me the bell rang. Kids dashed out the door and a few exchanged numbers to be sure they didin't lose touch over the summer.

I walked down to my locker and opened up the metal door. I felt two long arms wrap around my waist.

"Happy last day of school." he said and rested his chin on my shoulder. I slapped his wrist and turned in his grasp to face him. I put my lips to his and wrapped my arms around his neck. The kiss was perfect but only lasted a long second before I pulled away.

"So Rose told me that you ditched with her today." I used a teasing tone then turned back to my locker and started sorting through papers.

"Yeah we went and got smoothies at Smootie Hut. I got you one but I got thirsty around sixth period."

"Well thanks so much for thinking of me." I said sacastically.

"Yeah no problem, here let me get that for you." he grabbed a trashcan from a janitor that was passing by and then swet his long arm through my locker, making sure to get everything except the book bag in the corner.

"Edward, what are you doing?"

"Come on Bells, it's summer. The one summer you don't have to study can't you just live a little?" he set the blue container down beside him.

"Edward don't you have a locker of your own to clean out."

"Well I never did anyhome work, hense no papers, hense no binders,hense nothing in my locker to clean out."

"Come on you're not stupid, you're actually really smart...if you just applied yourself-"

"Bella you're staring to sound like one of my teachers." I glanced at the trash can and kicked it. It slid and then hit the wall, toppiling over leaving more to clean up.

"You're right." I leaned in for a kiss when someone yelled for me.

"Guys." I heard Alice call my name. I turned to see her standing hand-in-hand with Jasper at the front doors, waiting for us.

"We'll be there in a sec." I yelled back at her.

"Well hurry up." she ran out the doors with him and I turned to my locker. I grabbed my book bag and shut the metal door. I spun away the combination for the last time and grabbed Edward's hand.

"Sit with me?" he asked, already pulling me over to one of the last empty tables. He sat on the top and I plopped down on the bench below him, setting my bag beside me.

"We've had some great times here huh?"

"And not so great." I added, feeling as if I were in a time warp. It felt like just yesterday I was comforting Rose aboout her mom during the first week of freshman year.

"Edward do you think anything will ever be the same?" I asked, staring blankly in front of me.

"WellI don't think anything really has been the same Bella. I don't think there is such thing as same. It takes either a tradgety or wonder for the days to break up and make us realize that there is oething different going on. But really everyday is different. Each day we wake up with a blank sheet of paper in front of us, we're the authors of our own story and we don't write the same thing each day. Write new memories and new adventures on each piece. There's something different everyday that makes us live and keep going. I guess what I'm trying to say is that just because this summer won't be the same, doesn't make it abnormal, because every summer differs from the last somehow. So during the next three months I want us to live each day like we're dying. Each day like it's our last and have adventures, make memories. Make each day count. Live each day to the fullest. We're going of to colege next spring and we won't be seing as much of eachother. We've spent the last twelve years waiting for this night. The night we walk across a sateg and start writing a new chapter fo our lives. Something new. A new memory."

I looked up and him, he felt me watching and looked down at me. I pushed my self up towards him and when our lips met it was perfect. A perfect memory that was definetly going into a mental scrapbook.

"Come on," I said. "It's summer. And there are memories waiting to be made." I grabbed his hand and we dashed out the door.

Later, after I picked up Olivia and droped her off at her friends house, I went home to get my graduation gown. I walked in the door and it slammed a bit louder than I would have liked. I heard my dad moan on the couch and froze.

"." he called and laughed.

"Yes?" I turned to face him. He had his head tipped back on he couch and his eyes were closed.

"Go...g-get me a beeeeeerrr." he laughed insanely and I put my bag down carefully. I walked into the kitchen and reached into the refrigorator. No beer. No anything that I could give him to make him shut up.

I stood up and thought for a moment, I then shut the metal door. I walked back into the living room where he was laying.

"Um, see we're out of beer but no big deal...I'll just go get some more. I need to grab my wallet out of my room though." he murmed something and then waved me up the stairs. I grabbed my book bag and coat, he wouldn't notice, and walked up the white carpetted stairs.

I thought quickly as I grabbed certain things. I got my deodorant, perfume, dress, gown, cap, and a few things of make-up then I emptied out my book bag and shoved all of it in there. It barely fit but I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I ran to the window and opened it up. I hung on the rope for a moment. It had always been there and I hadn't found a use for it until a few years ago. I waited until I saw him open the door and I stepped carefully down the steps. I heard him yell and then a crash. I whimpered as I imagined the million things that could have been. I took another steps and then the window busted through, I slid away onto the sand just in time for the shards of glass to miss my head. I sped around to my car and then drove to Alice's.

Sorry dad but this was my graduation...and I'm not going to let you ruin it.