~AUTHOR'S NOTE~

(Stephanie Meyer owns characters/etc.)

So here's my second fan fiction story. I hope I can update this on a more regular basis since the story consists of journal entries. I'm excited to really develop this. Read and review!

September 13 -1:55 PM

Journal,

I do not know where or how to begin, but perhaps I should start with the basic fact that today is my birthday. My 25th, in fact, and I couldn't be any more depressed. Eight solid years has passed since then…Eight heartbreaking and at the same time wonderful years. And strangely, writing in this (a real journal) makes me feel like a teenager – like I'm 17 all over again. I could still feel Charlie hovering around behind me, trying to catch glimpses of the things I'm jotting down on the beaten up, dog-eared pages of my 17-year old self's journal. Not that Charlie was a super nosy father or anything, but back then I kept secrets.

Scratch that. I really shouldn't be divulging anything too serious on the very first page of my brand-new moleskin (Thanks Jake). Even though it's my birthday I'm still super preoccupied. Avery is currently tugging at the hem of my shirt and I can't keep her and Jake waiting. We've made a date to play on the tire swing outside while the weather still allows us.

I'll talk to you soon,

Bella