A/N: Hey guys, I am glad you liked it and just to clear things up: there was no Italy and that is a year after Edward left. I will do Edward POV but just not yet. You might be disappointed with the person who saw her at the graduation, but hey don't worry…
Disclaimer: C'MON LETS NOT GO THROUGH THIS-I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT/NEW MOON; IT ALL BELONGS TO STEPHENIE MEYER.
Chapter 2- the last speech
Once I opened the door of the car, the first person to come up to me was…
Mike. (A/N: Dun-Dun) Oh, will he ever give up? Ever since the person that meant the most to me in this life, that made my heart flip whenever I saw his gorgeous face left, I never even spoke to Mike.
I inhaled some air and blurted out, "Hi Mike, how are you doing?" I could see he was eager to see me speaking to him.
"Hey Bella, you look…fantastic! Listen, I was wondering if you would like to come over to my party tonight at my house, it is a graduation sort of party. Are you up for it?" When he was done speaking, Mike put on a wide smile.
I turned to see Charlie looking at me with hopeful eyes, I knew he wanted me to have fun and say yes. However, he also knew that now fun did not mean anything to me without him. My heart ached to see Charlie so worried, but I just couldn't. I was not ready.
"Sorry Mike, I would love to but I really can't." I lied, however without a blush.
"Oh, well I hope I'll see you around!" His smile fell, and with that, he left to stand by his friends.
We made our way to our seats near the stage. I received a few waves from Angela, Lauren but none from Jessica. While I was with Edward, Jessica and I used to talk even though it was always less than a few sentences. Now we did not bother to say "Hi". To my surprise, I saw her walking up to me, with a few glares at my dress.
"Hello, Isabella," she said my full name; I bet that she knows I do not like my name being pronounced this way. Though, I could not care less. It did not matter life did not matter.
"Jessica, hello" I said without enthusiasm, wanting the ceremony to begin sooner.
"You know I really like your dress, don't you think it is too bad that your Edward can't see it? By the way, does he ever phone you?" She said with slight sarcasm.
I felt the hole inside of my chest opening up more and more as the seconds ticked by. I hated her now so much that I did not realize that I could ever feel so violent, my graduation was already sad but she made it worse. She was touching my past, even though he never did phone me no one was going to mess around with my past.
"Do you have a problem Jessica Stanley? And thanks, I do like my dress a lot as well." I turned around to face Charlie looking at me amazed. I could also feel Jessica's shocked eyes on my back, I was sure she did not expect to hear this sort of reply from me, nor did I. I placed myself on the chair next to Charlie's worried expression.
"Bel-," He tried, but I lifted my hand to stop him. Somehow, a feeling of fear ran through my body, I did not feel protected anymore. A sudden memory came to my mind.
There was a piece of white paper folded on my seat. I got in and closed the door before I unfolded it. Two words were written in his elegant script.
Be Safe
I knew I had this paper hidden in the same bag as all of the other stuff that reminded me of him were. Well I was not safe anymore, without him I was truly nothing. It wasn't as if I cared whether I was safe, for who? If only he knew how hard it was to be so empty, a half of me was taken and would never be replaced. I felt a tear tracing it's way down my check as I hurried to wipe it.
"ISABELLA MARIE SWAN, WOULD YOU BE SO KIND TO MAKE YOUR WAY UP THE STAGE!" I heard the principal say slightly annoyed, as I felt Charlie shake me by the shoulder. I got so lost in thought that apparently did not hear the principal call my name (apparently not for the first time).
I quickly ran to the stage, though not without tripping over the stairs. The ground and I were now close friends, so that was not new.
From the stage, I saw Charlie smiling with the camera in his hands. I tried to put on the best smile I could manage as my diploma was passed over to me. Dad was quickly snapping pictures of me, which I would not want to look at later.
"Isabella Marie Swan would you like to say anything to the audience?" asked the principal. At the moment, I felt like digging out a hole underneath me and hide. I did not expect her to ask me for a speech. I decided that I needed to say something to get my emotions out.
"Well…" I started with the blush making its way up my neck. The speech wasn't planned so I decided to say whatever I felt.
"Though, I was only at Forks High School for a couple of years, I would like to say with all the confidence left in me that they were the best. It now feels strange leaving this place and starting from a fresh page. I would like to thank my dad, Charlie Swan, for allowing me to live with him." I wiped a tear off my face.
"Without you dad, I would never have a chance to meet the people I love and care the most about now. Thank you everyone for welcoming at this school, thank you teachers. I would particularly like to say thanks to my art teacher, Ms. Broadshaw." By the time I was done, I felt slightly better, but not without tears.
As I met my dad by our seats he hugged me and said, "I am proud of you honey, it is better this way. Do not keep it all inside."
The next hour seemed extremely long, we spoke to parents and teachers, students and staff. From aside, I saw Ms. Broadshaw making her way to where my dad and I were.
"Hello Bella, you know I would like to say that I was impressed by your speech and I encourage you to continue to do what you love to do and I'd like to add very good at." Therefore, I was not the only one who liked my art works. That confirmed my decision.
As we were driving back to our house, Charlie suddenly spoke in a nervous tone. "You know Bells, I think I agree with your decision to go to that Art College in Oregon. But that is so far away, will you visit?"
"You know if you think about it, it is not so far away. Besides, I will be visiting though I will prefer you visiting me more!" I rolled down the window of the car, as the chilly breeze tickled my skin. Suddenly an interesting though came to my mind, though I was scared to what it might lead to…
A/N: Yey, another chapter up on the same day those few reviews are cheering me up. Now what is Bella's idea? And why was she scared of it? Please do review, it helps, as many of you know. See you next cahppie!
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