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Holiday Romance Gone Wrong

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Bella

I was boarding the plane , the one that would take me away to sun, and dry weather. I was going on holiday with my best friends, Rosalie Hale, and Mary Brandon A.K.A Alice. We were all exited to be going to France, Alice had never been before. However I'd been on several occasions, Rose had joined me a few times, being a family friend.

"Oh My God, WE'RE GOING TO FRANCE!!!", Alice squeaked for - hopefully - the last of a thousand times. It was getting - well had got -annoying, now i was making a plan to kill her.

"Alice, calm breathe, take a chill pill!", I demanded. "Or something that'll knock you out", I muttered.

"Har har, Miss Sarcastic".

"Sarcastic?", definally not being sarcastic.

We all sat down in out seats, forcing Rose to sit next to Alice.

'Thanks' she mouthed as she peered over at Alice who was figiting in her seat.

I smiled sweetly, 'Your welcome'

Rose sighed. "Well at least we're away from school. It's been alot of hard work... At least I've had Emmett, I can actually relax... Well, not that we really have time for relaxing. To busy doing stuff, if you know what I mean..."

"Please, Rose, Don't even mention Emmett, or doing...", I shuddered, sure I was happy for my best friends to be together, but I still didn't want to think about that...

"Jealous, just because you can't find a guy"

"No, it's not I can't find a guy. I can't find the guy. I don't want another Jacob incident". We all shuddered.

"That wasn't a pretty sight...", Alice cringed.

"I don't care about that, I care about the fact he cheated on me!" I could feel the anger boiling up in me. I could remember the day I walked in on him a Leah like it was yesterday... I lost a friend and a boy-friend that day. Not that I wasn't gald to. Jacob was a jerk, Leah was a slut who's friendship with me didn't even stop her from doing my boyfriend! I'd always knew he wasn't the right guy, but everybody - apart from Rose, Alice and Emmett - wanted it to work. But it couldn't with no love. He'd only made me come to my sences and get out before it was to late...

But I still did care that he cheated on me, because I still loved him. I was almost certain of that, but, I was blinded by hatred so much that I didn't care right now. I was only seventeen and I'd already given up on guys pretty much...

"Bella, I suggest, just for the two weeks we're in France, you lay of the whole 'the guy' thing and just have fun. Find some random guy and have a good time! You deserve it after all the hard work you've been doing at school. It's time you done something else. Or someone else anyway..." Damn Alice. She was kinda right.

"Yeah. Bells, you don't need to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. You're just one person. You can't do everything!", added Rose. They were so caring it was almost what would be known as... controling? Nosey? Pushy would be a good word...

"Guys... what if the right guy's in France but I go off with someone else. Just blow it. Never find the guy..."

"Im sure it'll be fine. No matter what, you'll never be alone... You have us and never forget that..." Rose said smoothing my hair. She was trying to comfort me, I could tell. However it registered in my mind as a sick comment anyway.

"I certainly hope you wouldn't be there in a way that a boyfriend would", I joked, laughing slightly.

"Sorry. But, c'mon, it isn't hard" - I started to laugh - "Ok, let me repharse that, it's not differcult, to find a good guy. But, honey, I don't think there's such thing as the perfect guy..." Alice said.

I huffed, I'd still like to be able to think that there was the perfect guy out there for me. Waiting for me, just like I was waiting for him.

"Sorry Bella, but I had to tell the truth... Now...", Alice opened her hand back and pulled out a dozen sugar sticks. "Sugar stick?". Alice went to eat one.

"NO! ALICE NOT AFTER LAST TIME!", Rosalie yelled. Neither of us wanted her to run around the plane in her underwear like she had in the apartment. She'd only had three as well. BUT SHE JUST DOESN'T STOP!!!

Alice poked her tounge out at her and ate the sugar. Oh dear...

X X X

In France...

Edward

"Hey, Ed, man, what's wrong?", Jasper asked, sliding another beer infront of me. I pushed it away. I didn't want to drink, I wanted to sulk.

"You dragged me to France that's what. I wanted to prepare myself for when I need to go work in Forks high school. I've got two weeks! I have nothing planned. What am I gonna do!?", I paniced, why had I allowed him to drag me here.

"Whow, Ed, calm yourself! It's the summer holidays, you'll have TWO WHOLE WEEKS to be worrying about that!", Jasper answered. "Now drink your beer".

"Yes, mother", I muttered.

"Don't take that tone with me young man or you can't have your vodca shot", he threatend.

"Oh big loss, I don't end up with a hangover", I said sacastically, smiling at the idiot known as Jasper. "You sure do know how to make a guy drink don't you..."

I didn't want to ammit that the teaching thing was not my only reason for wanting to stay hope. There were loads of French women hitting on me, loads of tourists doing the same. But they weren't her. I may not have known who her was but, I knew it wasn't them. They weren't the one. My other half... But I'd find her someday, and I'd be glad that I drove my ffriends insane with my constant insistance that she would find me someday. Waiting for me...

"Edward, have you been listening to a single thing I've said?", Jasper grumbled, pulling me back from my train of thought into reality.

"No, were you saying?"

"I said, check out those hot girls that just walked in..." I looked at him first, I swear I could see a bit of dribble...

"Dribbling Jasper".

Jasper whiped away - what I had suspected - some dribble. "Look".

I sighed and turned to look at the girls he had been looking at. The first was blonde, thin and tall. Average. The second was, average. But the third... Oh the third one words could not describe! She was perfection in the form of a girl. She had long, silky, dark brown hair that reached down to her waist. I couldn't help but stare.

Then she looked over at me and blushed as I regained my composure. That blush was beautiful...

I turned away. At least I didn't dribble... I thought...

"Jasper, quit staring, control yourself!", I snapped, feeling protective of the girl. I don't know why, but my inital thought in reaction to Jaspers stares had been to think hands off she's mine.

Mine? No, not mine. I scoulded myself for thinking of her like she was mine. But even worse for thinking of her like a possesion. She was a person. For all I know, she could have been married with kids. Or maybe she had a boyfriend, honestly, how could a girl like that be single?

Jasper finally looked away. I wouldn't be shocked if there was a puddle of drool at his feet. After all the girl was drool-worthy...

"Wow...", he whispered.

"I know...", there litrally were no coherent words that I could say to describe her.

"Did you see that short one, she was hot!"

He was talking about the average one? "The one with short hair?"

"Well yeah... who were you talking about?", he asked, compleatly confused.

The angelic one... "The girl with the long brown hair...", I answered.

"We should go talk to them..."

YEAH! "No, we shouldn't. Leave them be, they should be able to enjoy their holiday with out some drooling men chasing after them".

Jasper pouted like a child that had been told off. I laughed at him.

"C'mon, the faster you get drunk, the less time you can mope", I said patting him on the back as he picked up his beer.

"This holiday has just got worse", he complained.

"Tell me about it..."

Hot girls, alcohol and no commitment, and we still didn't get to have them...

This was going to be the worse holiday ever...

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