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Wow, I can't believe six years have gone by. Six years that my family has left. Six years that he left. Today was my graduation; I was graduating from the University of Arizona. I decided to study art history, I know, weird right. Nobody really thought I would study this particular subject but when I was in the university I felt a great interest in history and art. Now, I'm standing in the house my mom owns here in Phoenix; I've lived here for the last six years and graduating with a master's degree in art history. Charlie, Renee, and Phil were already ready and waiting in the living room. Here we go Isabella…
"Ok, I'm ready, let's get this over with." I walked out my room and announced it to everybody.
"Oh Bella you look so beautiful!" Yep, that was Renee.
"Thanks mom…" I smiled at her, I was happy they were here; I just wished my other family was here sharing this special day with me as well.
My graduation went well, just as graduations go. Afterwards we went and ate at a Mexican restaurant; I was in the mood of some margaritas, yea, once in awhile I drink one to just relax. My family insisted I go to the graduation party but of course I didn't and they gave up trying to convince me, but my excuse was of course I didn't know how to dance and I needed to pack my things because I was moving.
Yep, I was moving to New York, a very multi-cultural city with various opportunities. However, I wasn't going to go seek a job, I already had it! I was so excited when I was offered the job offer, this kind of thing doesn't happen often. It happened while still studying for my masters, a guest professor came into one of my seminar class I was taking and I guess I made an impression because at the end of class he requested to speak to me. I spoke to him and to my professor and asked when I was graduating, which I told him this summer. He was so happy for this news and eagerly offered me a job in his art gallery. To my surprise, he wants me to be the Sales Director of his gallery, I was awe struck when he told me this but I of course could not turn it down. I eagerly accepted and I am starting in two weeks, so I am now getting my things ready so I can have one week to look for an apartment and get settled. My family well, they were happy for me, but they were also sad because I was leaving far from both of them: Charlie and Renee.
I need this; I need to get away from everything that reminds me of him, of them. But deep down I know that it won't matter where I am because I will always remember them and him. I plastered my brave face so my parents see that I am truly happy and am excited for this new opportunity that has been given to me. I am happy because this is something I've been working for the past 6 years. I've taken so many internships; I've gone to the museum of arts in San Francisco, to the museum of arts in Los Angeles when they had their exposition in Frida Kahlo, which I admire greatly. She had a way to portray her pain through her art so vividly that it always spoke to me; that's why I wrote my dissertation on her, because I was able to understand the immense pain that she felt. I also, to my surprise, was given an all expense paid internship in Mexico City two years ago. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life because I was able to visit the house that was owned by Frida Kahlo and her husband Diego Rivera. I also learned some Spanish, so I am extremely proud of that and it helps that I've lived in Phoenix for so long and am surrounded by Spanish speakers.
My then professor was so moved by my dissertation that I later found out that my dissertation was the main reason I was hired in the art gallery in New York; that and of course all of the experience I've gained. Nobody but me knows that the reason I keep myself busy is so I won't have to constantly be thinking of them, but of course that would be a lie because I am constantly wondering what they are all doing; especially HIM. But I do miss all of them; I just really hope that Jasper knows I have no ill feelings towards him, but enough of that sordid thinking. To New York I go!
I arrived in New York and stayed in a decent hotel, I didn't need to spend a lot of money somewhere where I was just going to be in temporarily. I did have enough money, to my surprise, because I had so much financial aid and scholarships that I never thought I would get. I just applied to so many scholarships because I didn't want to burden Charlie or Renee with worries about my higher education; so I started working on campus while going full time to the university. What also helped me by a lot was the fact that I was staying in my old house in Phoenix and didn't have to pay any rent or dorm housing (which by the way is extremely expensive); I did however, insisted to pay for the bills since I was pretty much by myself. My mom was in Jacksonville, Florida most of the time with Phil but would come and go at least once a month. I missed Charlie, after being with him for two years I grew close to him, when I told him I was moving to Phoenix he was sad but he understood. I talk to him mostly every day, but not two days go by without talking to him, I liked it, it was comforting to me and I'm assuming to him as well. I initially felt weird here in Phoenix because I had been gone for two years but decided to go back because I couldn't stand to stay in Forks and be reminded constantly of what happened there.
After searching online before coming to New York, I had an idea of where to go. So in the middle of the week I was able to finally settle in an apartment in New York. It was perfect for me, when I first saw it I thought of those apartments shown in the movies where you have to open it like if it's a garage, yea one of those. I was surprised I liked it because I thought I was going to have one of those little small New York apartments you hear so much about; but no, I actually got this amazing big loft. When you first go in it's just a big square in front of you with a kitchen and a room attached on the left; but I know that by giving it my touch and with furniture, it will be great!
By the middle of the second week here in my amazing loft, I purchased furniture, appliances, and all of that great stuff in order to live. I was content because I can rest from so much coming and going this past week but also anxious because the time grew closer to my first day at work.
I've been researching and learning the way that the gallery runs and have visited it in order to be familiar with it before start working there. I loved it because the gallery specialized in Mexican Art, which is perfect for me since that was my concentration: Mexican art history. I was enthralled with the art in Mexico when I went to do the internship, I took advantage of being there that during the weekends I travelled closely and saw the pyramids and other galleries that were holding expositions of current modern art pieces as well as legendary artists like Frida Kahlo like I've mentioned before, Diego Rivera, David Alfaro Siqueiros, and so many others. This experience was the one that led me to actually choose my concentration.
