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It had been a long time since I have been alive exactly one hundred and twenty eight years. But more I had died of a broken heart, for my love and my life had left me, my Bella had left. I guess she didn't truly love me. I couldn't blame her I was a monster and she was a beautiful angel. Though I had truly believed she had loved me, and had wanted to spend eternity with me. But now she's gone. Forever.
"Edward stop moping you're making me feel depressed," yelled Jasper knowing full well I could hear him without him yelling.
"Sorry, Jasper," I said.
It had been eighteen years since she had left, Alice had felt bad for losing her friend but she hadn't lost her loved one. And she slowly got over it. Finally from her fathers mind he made me completely believe that she wasn't coming back and we moved. We had stayed in Denali for a few years the moved to Chicago and now we were in New Hampshire going to Dartmouth College. Jasper was a sophomore and Alice and I were freshmen. Rosalie and Emmett were on an extended vacation to Africa.
"Edward, come on were going to be late," said Alice. I still had a silver Volvo though it was a newer version of my old one. We had scheduled our classes three in the morning while it was still kind of dark and three later in the night so that it was sort of getting dark. Even though were ever we lived it was usually sunless and bleak, but it was just a precaution.
My first class was English literature; Alice didn't have any classes with me, saying mine were completely boring. I sat down in the back of the lecture hall. We had missed the whole of last week to go hunting and the last two days had been sunny which was quite odd to have two days like that together. The bell rang and class started, Mr. Hallowell droned on about William Shakespeare, all the things I had already learned a million time before. The door opened, I didn't turn around not caring about some late juvenile human being late. The teacher turned, "Ah, Miss Masen your late go sit by that boy in the back." I turned at the mention of my last name. The young woman looked at me her brown hair swirling around her heart face. Bella.