Author's Note: I do not own Twilight, or any of its characters.

Bella sat on her window seat, looking out the window. Down below her, she saw him get in his car. They had said goodbye for the last time. It was over now. She watched as he got in his mother's van, put his head on the steering wheel, sit up, and leave.

He was supposed to be her best friend. How the hell could he have let this happen? How could he have let that girl break up their group? They were all leaving for college and now she knew, in the pit of her stomach that she would probably never see him again.

Of course, it didn't help matters that she had started to fall for him. They knew so much about eachother, they were always seen together, he had gotten to know the real her when noone else had taken the time to. Shaking the thought, she went to her stereo, hooked up her iPod, and blared Paramore as loud as her speakers would go. Her parents were gone and she didn't care what the neighbors said, she was leaving the next day.

Singing along to the music, she continued packing her things for her move to the University of Florida. It was about a 48 hour drive from her little podunk town. Far enough away, that she wouldn't have to worry about running into anyone until she came home. If she came home. She had family in Florida, so she really didn't have to come back to Illinois if she didn't want to. Her parents always made trips down there, so she'd most likely see them. More than she wanted, but she would see them.

She was the only one in her small clique who had the balls to get out of the small town of Forks. Sure, Forks was a great place to grow up, with it's little valleys and the two ponds. It was easy to get trapped here, but Bella knew there was more to the world than the small town with only 3,688 people. Even with its small town charm, it was easy to feel like you were being smothered. Everyone knew eachother, and everyone was always in one another's business. She had decided a long time ago that she wanted to go somewhere that she could start over. Somewhere that noone knew every last little detail of her life. Somewhere that she could be herself without the scrutiny of all of her parent's friends.

The majority of her friends had decided to stay in state for school, over half of them opting for the small community college that was only 2 hours away from Forks. Of their group, only Jake and Bella had ever really travelled anywhere that wasn't to Seattle. Her family had been all over the contenental US, and his took regular trips down the east coast. Anytime anyone asked why she was going so far away, she just smiled. She knew what they were thinking, but she couldn't be bothered to care anymore.

They had promised to keep in touch no matter what distance was between them. She thought that a promise meant everythng to him, until Leah had gotten involved. It only made sense that they would meet other people at their schools, and that they would have new friends, but she didn't expect him to show up with her attatched to his hip after their early orientation at the University of Seattle. She had thought that they would have a little more time to hang out before either of them began adding new people to their tight knit group. She knew people like Leah. The kind of people who were sickeningly sweet to your face, but the second that you turned your back on them, the rumors began. The kind of people who were not afraid to ruin everything in order to get what they wanted. The things they deemed worthy. Unfortunately, she found Jake worthy.

The hook to That's What You Get When You Let Your Heart Win played over and over in her head. Shaking her head, she made her way to the antique dresser that took up the majority of the wall. Looking at the mirror she smiled. Staring back at her were the smiling faces of her friends.

I'm definitely taking these with me, she thought grabbing a small box.

She and her friends had taken a ton of pictures throughout their four years at Brayden High. There were the annual pictures from every school formal, prom, and spring fling. She grabbed the one of her, Jake, Jessica, Angela, Mike, Tyler and Eric all sitting in her pool. It was a picture from late last summer. The boys were grinning from ear to ear, while the girls were all laughing. She remembered the moments right after her mom had snapped the picture.

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"Bella!" Jake yelled motioning for her to come closer.

"Okay guys, let's get a picture of our almost Seniors!" her mother said.

"One, two, SENIORS!" the group yelled waiting to hear the sound of the camera shutter.

Before she knew it, Jake had lifted her in the air and thrown her across the pool. She felt two other bodies hit the water before she made her way back to the air. When the girls had gotten back up, she winked at them.

"You guys really just made a mistake." she said as the three made their way to the side of the pool.

"Aw, come on Bells, don't be a spoil sport." Jake said swimming over to the girls.

"Oh, I'm not." she said as they waited for the other guys to come over.

When they finally got there, the girls screamed and pulled their water guns out and began shooting the guys. Chaos ensued as they all fought for dominance over the water guns.

"Give it here Bella." Jake said.

"Make me loser!" she yelled, soaking him once again.

"I didn't want to do this." he said shaking his head.

"Don't you dare!" she screamed as he lifed her up.

"Guys get he-"

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Her phone went off, bringing her back from the memory. She made her way to her desk with the picture still in hand. Looking at her phone, she saw it was a message from an unknown number.

From: (315)-392-8923

Look, I don't know what is happening. All I know is you've really screwed things up between me and Jake. You might as well just give up, Bitch. He's mine. Once you're gone, he will never remember you. Watch yourself.

-L

Tears filled her eyes. She was done fighting a losing battle. She felt drained and exhausted. She was more than ready to go. Ignoring Leah, she typed a quick message, threw her phone on the bed, turned the music up, and began throwing pictures into her wastebin.

To: Jake, Jess, Ang, Mike, Ty, Eric

I can't do this anymore. Don't bother keeping contact. I'm not coming back. Good luck in life.

-Bella

The last picture that she held was the one from that day. Overcome with emotions, she grabbed the lighter out of her side table.

"The past is in the past." she whispered.

She held one corner of the picture and set the other on fire. Throwing it in the trashcan with the rest, she picked the can up and carried it outside. Watching the flames engulf all of the photos, she felt a weight lift off of her shoulders. Looking at her watch, she realized that the phone store was still open. Running inside, she grabbed her purse and her keys and made her way into town.

Parking in the small parking lot of the GetGo phone store, she smiled as she walked in.

"Hi Miss. What can I help you with?" a small woman asked.

"I have someone harassing me and I was wondering if I could get my number changed." Bella said seriously.

"Well, do you have proof? It takes an awful lot to change a number." the woman asked.

"I erase the messages as soon as I get them. I don't need any transfers or anything. I would just like a new number. Actually, I think I have an upgrade. Can I just completely change everything? Like get rid of my line and add a new one in its place?" she asked hopefully

"I don't see why not. What is your name?" the woman answered hesitantly.

"Bella Swan."

"Yep! Right here. It says you are eligeable for an upgrade. You can pick from any of these, or for $1.00 you can upgrade to the newest smartphone!"

"I'll take this one. Here you go." she said pointing to the newest iPhone and handing the woman a dollar.

"Now just give me a moment to change your number. There we go. You're all set! Would you like me to move your contacts for you?"

"No thanks. I can do that. Thank you for your help!" Bella said as she walked out the door with her new phone.

Her parents never called or texted, they just emailed, so she did not need to worry about them. Now her past was completely behind her. She could start fresh. She wouldn't have to worry about any of the frantic texts and calls she had most likely recieved before cutting her phone off.

When she pulled into her driveway, she ran inside as fast as she could. Rushing to pack her car, she scribbled a note on her last walk through. Making sure she had everything, she left the note on the counter for her parents saying she decided to get on the road early so she could go ahead and get settled in, she grabbed her jacket, and walked out the door of her childhood home for the last time.

AN: So let me know what you think. Hopefully it doesn't suck too bad!