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(Twilight theme by Stephanie Meyer)

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BPOV

Tristan and I were speeding down the freeway in his car. . . .

"I cannot believe you drove your Precious car all the way from Phoenix. Isn't that like a car sin or something?"

This was a beautiful classic 1967 GTO restored blah blah blah. I just know it was supposed to be a special car. I never listen to all the car gibberish that comes out of his mouth when he brags about his car. "All American muscle . . ." Blah Blah Blah, "Yeah, Vin Diesel drives one in XXX . . ." I just thought it was impressive and it was a custom green paint that matched his eyes perfectly. He planned it just that way, but he will not admit it.

"Nah my car is tuff he can handle it. Plus we are connected on a spiritual level, don't worry Izzy one day you will have a big girl car and you will know how I feel."

"Hey my car is older than yours, plus she runs just fine show some respect."

"You mean that red antique you had parked in front of your house? I am surprised it even runs"

"Ha-ha, well at least you haven't lost your wonderful sense of humor" I rolled my eyes and he chuckled. "So what kind of trouble are you getting me into this weekend Tristan?"

"Trouble? What are you talking about? I am going to be a great chaperone this weekend. No drunken keg stands for you Miss Swan."

"Oh well that's good to hear and I don't do keg stands on the weekend I save that for a thirsty Thursdays anyways"

"Great you will fit in perfectly. "

Our conversation flowed as if we had not been apart the last year. I hadn't seen Tristan since he left for college two summers ago. He called me for my 17th birthday and then we both were so busy that it was impossible to get a hold of one another. He actually only found out I had moved to Forks when Renee visited him at school. Tristan was always welcome in our house. He was literally the boy next door for years. When Renee and Phil began to travel a lot Tristan would keep me company. We always had a flirtatious relationship, but we never jumped to anything more than little kisses and hand holding. In fact when I started seeing Edward I missed Tristan a lot. He used to use my bedroom window instead of the front door when he would visit. Renee thought it was cute, Phil … not so much. I wonder what Charlie would think?

When we got into Seattle We stopped in a small café to eat dinner and continue catching up. He told me about this girl he dated in New Mexico. They were hot and heavy for about 5 months then she cheated on him. He thought they were in love so he took her back and everything was fine until she started becoming super possessive. He got tired of checking in with her for every little thing and she would wait in his dorm room and other crazy things. That was a big reason that he left after his freshman year.

"I was going to move back to Phoenix, but I had also heard about the English program in Seattle. When Renee told me you had moved to Forks I was a little surprised but it definitely was a big point for Seattle. Plus I missed you"

"Aww, tear" I forced back fake sniffles and mockingly returned the sentiment "I missed you too"

"Okay, now I remember why I moved" He rolled his eyes

We got back to his apartment at about 9pm and he told me that he actually was going to see a band play at a local bar. I didn't even get to see the apartment since we had to hurry before their set began.

We were able to sneak in through the side door and it was a fun night. The band was an 80's pop cover band. They could barely play 3 chords, but they had so much fun the whole bar enjoyed it. Tristan got us a couple of drinks and it was just like old times. (Music and underage drinking always two very responsible ways to spend the weekend.) We headed to an after party at one of his classmates houses down the street from the bar. I met so many people and being with an old friend was so comfortable that I didn't even think about him or his family all night.

We walked back to the apartment around 3 am. Our tipsy state had faded over an hour ago and we were just talking music and books. I could not believe how tired I was. One minute I was discussing lyrics and the next I was in the forest outside of Charlie's house being dumped. Edward was standing there. His eyes ice cold. I had this dream almost every night. I knew he was about to leave me and I would wander the woods until Victoria or another nightmare would find me. Instead I felt a shock run through my body and a warm hand on my cheek wiping away tears.

"Iz, wake up, Bella calm down." I opened my eyes and Tristan was looking at me with so much worry in his eyes I wanted to cry.

"Who is Edward?" I winced at the mention of his name and then I ran through the six months I knew the Cullen's and the whole bad break up through today, of course I edited the whole they are veggie vamps and I didn't actually fall out a window I was attacked by a normal vampire part. Tristan just listened and held me in the nook between this head and shoulder.

"Bella you are an amazing girl, Edward may seem perfect now, but I am sure that you will eventually move on and you will see that love has a blinding effect on people." Tristan was sounding much older than he usually did. "Before crazy possessive girl was crazy possessive girl I thought of her as Jessica. She was pretty and smart and damn near perfect in every way. Things change and time heals all."Tristan practically whispered into my hair. Then he kissed my forehead. This usually would cheer me up, but Edward said almost the same thing while he was dumping me. For humans time heals all wounds. He is too distracted by his exciting "vamp" world to even give me a thought.

He put on some oldies and we drifted back to sleep. I didn't dream.

The next morning I woke up to our usual breakfast waffles and ice cream. We had this every time Tristan stayed over back at Renee's. It was something he picked up in middle school and passed on to me. Tristan was playing his guitar and I grabbed my plate to sit beside him. He played a little and I would improve some lyrics between bites.

You think you know me
Word on the street is that you do
You want my history
What others tell you won't be true

I walked a thousand miles while everyone was asleep
Nobody's really seen my million subtleties

Got stains on my t-shirt and I'm the biggest flirt
Right now I'm solo, but that will be changing eventually, oh
Got bruises on my heart and sometimes I get dark
If you want my auto, want my autobiography
Baby, just ask me

"Wow that was really good."

"Ha-ha I think you need more ice cream that was just us messing around."

"Well it is a little pop-ish but I know we could sell it."

"What? Okay maybe less ice cream is the way to go." I pulled his plate away from him

"No seriously, how do you think I can afford to live off campus alone?"

I shrugged "You moonlight as a burglar?"

"No, I have been selling songs to record labels for talent. I am limited when it comes to lyrics though."

"You wouldn't have to work on so many scholarship applications if you had a decent paying job . . ."

"Plus it would get me out of Forks if I were helping you" I said mulling over the perks

"I don't see a downside!" He started humming with excitement.

We worked on lyrics for some of the songs he wrote and came up with a few he would pitch in the next week. It was nice to have a project outside of school. Plus writing was like living someone else's life and not drowning in mine.

That night we fell asleep on the couch and again no dreams. I woke up refreshed and decided it was time to go home. Charlie would be fishing with some friends and I would have the house to myself to finish homework and mentally prepare for school the next day. Tristan obeyed speed limits all the way to forks which was nice for a change plus it gave us more time together. When we arrived at my house I saw that Billy and Jacob were over and I brought Tristan in to meet everyone. Jacob led the way to Tristan's car and they all started ooo-ing and awe-ing. While they spoke "car" I went to my room to start my homework. After a couple hours I heard Tristan at my door. He needed to get back to school so I walked him out. As he drove off, Charlie called me into the kitchen.

"So that is Tristan?" Charlie was putting his dad mask on "Renee talks about him like he is a little boy"

"Well she has known him for a while dad. He was like extended family back in Phoenix"

"So he is like a brother to you Bells?" He was defiantly fishing for info.

"Yeah, I guess Ch- Dad. We have been close friends for a while and you know I am only up to having friends right now." I hoped Charlie understood my subtle end to this conversation. "I have some homework to finish then I am going to bed k?"

"Oh yeah ok Bells, Night"

I did my homework and then took a warm shower. I checked my email and I had an e-mail from Tristan. It was a link to an online journal site. I clicked the link and there were songs and lyrics he has been working on. I was surprised to see so many with a sold tag on it.

I listened to them as I drifted off to sleep.

(A/N: I just thought a background of Tristan and Bella's relationship would help please let me know what you think. In New Moon Bella had the motorcycle project to help her get over Edward and I just could not resist a hot boy and a guitar tie in. Oh and don't worry I am working on an Edward chapter too.)