- All TWILIGHT goes to Mrs. Meyer. Inspired by "Teardrops on My Guitar" by Taylor Swift.
I got to school, Monday morning, and went to my locker, right next to Jacobs. Jacob Black, my best friend. Who I loved, more then anyone in the entire world. But he was with someone right now. Renesmee Cullen.
Jacob looked at me, and I faked a smile, so he wouldn't see that I really just wanted to burst into tears. I want and I needed everything that we should be. I'd bet she's beautiful, Renesmee, that girl he talks about. And I'd bet she has everything that I have to live without.
"Heya Bells." He said.
"Hi Jake."
"Have fun at that party last night?" He asked. I laughed.
"Sure, Jacob. How was your time with Renesmee?" Edward Cullen walked by just then, girls following after him. But I didn't see anyone when I was with Jacob.
"God, Bella, I'm so in love with her. I finally got it right."
"That's great, Jake." I said, trying to sound honest. Trying not to cry.
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I lay in my bed, as I have been for an hour now. I looked at his picture, thinking of no one but him. No one but Jacob, as I did every night. We could be so perfect together, me and Jacob. We could be happy.
I tried a little longer to get to sleep and failed. So I took out my guitar, and started to play. A song I wrote for Jake. Tears fell from my eyes, landing on the wooden guitar in my lap.
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As I was walking to my car, from Jacobs house, I saw a shooting star in the sky. I wished for him. I wished as hard as I could. He's the only reason I ever wished on anything. I didn't want to take the chances.
Jacob and I had just finished studying at his place, and I had just gotten back into my truck. I started the car and turned on the radio. That song came on. You know, that song that reminds you of the one you love. Singing along to it make me cry, but I did. Don't know why.
I thought back to when he walked me to my car. When he was walking by me like that, I couldn't breathe. Could he tell? I watched him walk back into his house, so perfectly. He was that kind of flawless I wish I could be.
Renesmee better hold him tight, and give him all her love. She better look into his beautiful eyes and know she's lucky
So I drove home alone, and walked up to my room, shutting off my lights. I laid back down on my bed and put his picture down, hoping to maybe get some sleep tonight…
