Chapter 2: Don't Forget - Demi Lovato

Saturday, June 20, 2009

The whole week has passed faster than I thought it would. I was already at the airport. I had said goodbye to Angela and her boyfriend Ben last night. Jake was here with my family to say goodbye, he looked truly sad but that was because he wanted to spend the whole summer with me. I hugged my dad, then my mom and then my sister Clara. They all whispered their goodbyes in my ear. Once I got to Jake I saw my family walk away so we could say goodbye privately. When I kissed him, it didn't feel like he was kissing me back so I looked up at him, and I mean way up. Jake was about 6'7" when I was only about 5'4". What he said I wasn't expecting at all.

"Bells, look, umm. How do I say this? I can't do this." He said. I didn't understand.

"What do you mean, you can't do this? Can't do what?" I said, sounding confused though now I knew what he meant.

"I can't do this, us. Look, you'll be in Europe all summer, and you might meet someone there and end up having a summer fling. Or I'll end up having a summer fling, but I don't want to end up cheating on you. So… I think we should break up. And anyways we were pretty much going to break up at the end of the summer, what with you going to Dartmouth, and me going to USC." I can't believe this, he is breaking up with me!

"You've got to be kidding me, just because I'm going to Europe your talking about us having summer flings! Just because we won't be together during the summer. Wait. You don't trust me!" I said incredulous. And the tears started coming. Shit! I didn't want him to see me crying. Come on Bella be strong. I said to myself.

"It's not that I don't trust you, I just want to take a break." He said.

I slapped him and ran to go through the metal detectors before I decided not to go and spend my whole summer crying in my room. Once through the detectors I went to go find my gate. I had about half an hour before boarding so I went to the bathroom, locked myself in a stall and cried my eyes out. He was my first love, and he broke my heart. Maybe I was dreaming and having a terrible nightmare. I pinched myself. "Ow!" No. Definitely awake.

I checked my watch to see how much longer I had. About ten minutes. I got out of the stall and checked myself in the mirror. I was wearing my favourite Pj pants from Hot Topic and one of my Night before Christmas' T-shirt, and a sweater. Ugh! I definitely needed to wash my face. I turned the water on in the sink and took some water with my hands and splashed it on my face. That looks a little better but my eyes are still red and a little puffy. I looked through my carry-on bag and found my cover-up, I put some eye liner on after that. A little better.

I left the washroom, and decided to grab a pop to calm me down. I couldn't decide between Coke or Root beer, though I had to decide fast because my flight was soon to be called. And I was going to be one of the ones on first because my parents bought me first class seats, for there and back. Which I was grateful for, I really did not want to have to sit in a crappy seat on a fourteen hour flight. I decided to just close my eyes and grab the first thing my hand touched.

What I grabbed though wasn't a cold pop but a warm hand. I opened my eyes and saw a guy with blue eyes looking back at me with surprise. "Oh my gosh. I am so sorry, I was having trouble picking a pop and decided to close my eyes and pick." I said rambling on. Someone please stop me. I thought.

He laughed. "That's ok, I actually do that sometimes myself. Choosing a drink with big wide variety is very hard." He said in a southern accent.

"Yeah, especially when your plane will start boarding soon." I added. I grabbed the coke and went to pay for it I then heard my flight being called.

I waited to get my change and then was off to the gate. I didn't have much of a wait because there were not a lot of first class flyers. Once I got on the plane and found my seat, I felt a little relieved that I wouldn't have to see Jacob for the whole summer, and that I wouldn't be stuck in my room crying. But I still felt broken.

I put my carry-on bag in the compartment under my seat, sat down and sighed. This is going to be a long flight. I put my seat belt on and closed my eyes just waiting for the plane to leave so I could use my ipod. I actually thought I was starting to nod off, but then I heard a cough and felt some one sit beside me.

I opened my eyes and turned my head to see the same guy that I "bumped" into at the small convenience store. When I first saw him I didn't realize what he was wearing but now that I had the time. He was wearing ripped jeans with a gray t-shirt along with cowboy boots. It suited him really well with his sunny blonde hair and ocean blue eyes.

"Hey," I said. "So, I guess were neighbours for fourteen hours, eh."

He laughed, "yeah, I guess so. My name is Jasper Whitlock, and you?"

"Isabella Swan, but call me Bella."

"Well Bella, mind me asking why your going to Europe?" He asked with a curious face.

"Not at all. My parents enrolled me in a summer program, it's called A Euro Summer."

"Wait a minute. I'm doing that program too!" He said happily. I guess he was happy about making a friend.