Neighbourhood
Bella when she is 13 – looking back on her life in Forks, memories with old friends and family. Song 'In the Neighbourhood' off the 'Alley McBeal' Album (Vol. 1) I don't know the singer. Reviews is always welcome ;p
Hey ya, eh ah
There's a photo that I've been looking for
It's a picture of the boy next door
And I loved him more than words could say
Never knew it till he moved away
Bella's eyes traced over the image of the small Indian boy in the Photo. He was smiling a huge smile as he happily smeared mud over her face. She was happily returning the favour. Both children couldn't be more than 6, but the boy looked a little older.
She didn't realize, until she was in the city, in the heat, that she missed him a lot.
Jacob.
She hadn't even told him goodbye.
She hadn't told him that she loved him.
Faded pictures in my scrapbook
Just thought I'd take one more look
Can't recall when we were wrong
In the Neighbourhood
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She didn't even know why – after seven years – she decided to relive these memories, to see if she could remember these faces, relive those feelings that she must have felt. She realized that she never really looked at her life before now.
13 was a good year to start knowing your background – a place where she couldn't remember much of anything, but she knew that she must have been happy there.
There's a photo of the neighbourhood
Here's the corner where we stood
He's a snapshot of Dad's old car
Never got us very far
Another picture found it's way into her hands. An old Chevy truck, blue and rusting, with her and Jacob standing happily in the bed and a very happy-looking Charlie standing beside them.
She loved that truck.
The photo was taken at the Corner of La Push and Forks – the Junction. It was where Billy and Sarah dropped off Jacob, or where Charlie and Renee picked up Bella.
It was her favourite place, that corner. Lots of adventures to be had there.
Faded pictures in my scrapbook
Just thought I'd take one more look
And recall when we were wrong
In the Neighbourhood
She felt her eyes well up at the scrapbook her mother had compiled, purely of her and Charlie. Married life. It lasted about six years – was only there for about three.
At least she still had the memories – as scattered and fragmented as they were.
And all those friends
Where did they go?
And all those friends
We used to know
Pre-school photo day – ger and Jacob standing together, gaps in their mouths where teeth were supposed to be, surrounded by young, round faces of Children who probably were important at the time.
She wondered if any of them remember her. She wondered if Jacob ever thought of her.
Oh, oh
In the Neighbourhood.
She heard her mum pulling to the drive. Quickly, she piled the photos, photo albums and scrapbooks back into the box and shoved it back under her bed.
"Hey Sweetie," Renee chimed happily from the front door. "You all good?"
"Yeah mum, I'm fine," Bella replied, but she wasn't fine – she was homesick, for a place she couldn't remember, for a neighbourhood that didn't belong to her or her world anymore.
