I stare out into Chicago, it would only be days until I would depart from this beautiful city. Alice and I have dreamt of going to Dartmouth, a college with excellent learning systems, kind and experienced professors, and beautiful dorms. Alice was packing my suit case and her own. Alice had insisted she would pack for me because ever since she saw me wearing ripped boot-cut jeans over uggs and a purple sweatshirt she would turn and vomit. I chuckled softly to myself remembering the hilarious memory.
"What are you laughing at at?" Alice asked curiously.
"Oh nothing" I said biting my lip to hold back my fit laughter.
"Suuure it's nothing" Alice said rolling her eyes. "So? Are at the least bit excited that we're going to our dream college?"
I could feel my expression turn from funny to a serious stone hard face.
I really hadn't considered that idea. This whole college thing had hit me like baseball bat, it was just coming so soon. Of course I was still excited about going to Dartmouth, but there was a piece of me that wanted to hold on to Chicago. Like the modern apartments, great job opportunities, bright lights and... Edward Cullen. It was no joke that I really liked him. The way he smiled crookedly, he could light up whole room by just hearing his velvety voice, and his handsome, beautiful, gorgeous, face. But now, he was going to that stuck-up University in Alaska
"Earth to Bella!" Alice suddenly yelled while waving her hand in front of my face, I gently swatted her hand away. "Wow you really need to get a grip on yourself Bella. It's not good for you to go zoning out when ever want to you know!"
"Sorry, ok? I just get little absent minded sometimes" I replied in an annoyed tone.
"Yeah, well I don't know how you are going to survive college with all these thoughts in your head."
Honestly I didn't listen to the last part Alice had said but all I could think about was Alice's brother, Edward Cullen. He is going to Alaska. He is going to Alaska, I kept repeating in my mind. Don't think about him! I mentally scolded myself in my head. I snapped back to reality like a mouse trap.
"Alice don't pack a lot of girly clothes!" I pleaded. But she just turned to look at me for a second and whipped her head back to packing. Please, it's not like Edward is going to be at Dartmouth with us. So I don't think I need to dress up. Then I saw a small smirk curve on to Alice's face.
