New York City

BELLA POV

I woke up with the worst feeling that something was wrong. I stretched my arms over my head to erase the stiffness, and opened my eyes. I looked over at the clock by my bedside, and immediately bolted up as I noticed it was almost seven o'clock.

Shit. Today was the day we left for New York City, and the flight left in a few hours. Why hadn't the alarm rung to wake me up? I picked up the alarm clock and saw that I had in fact set it to wake me up at six, but I hadn't turned it on! I'm so stupid!

I hurried out of bed and into the washroom, hurrying to get into the shower. After five minutes, I got out, put on some clothes and brushed my hair. Then I noticed that there wasn't any commotion in the house. Was Jake still asleep? Ugh, that boy could sleep through a fire for weeks without a care in the world.

I walked across the hall to his room and knocked. "Jacob, are you still asleep?" No response, so I opened the door, and sure enough, Jake was sprawled out in bed, limbs falling on either side, in only his boxers. "Jake!" I yelled. I walked over to his window and open the blinds to the widest. I knew that was the perfect way to wake him up.

"Ahh, Bella. What the hell?" He called out, bringing the pillow on his head to block out the light.

"Come on, Jake, we're late." I tried to push him off the bed, but it was useless. He weighed a ton.

"Wa'time is it?"

"It's seven thirty! If you don't get up now, we're going to miss the plane."

He groaned. "Bells, the plane leaves at ten!" He argued.

"Yes, and if we hurry now, we'll be able to make it,"

"Urgh, fine," He sat up. I stayed a few more seconds to make sure he got up to head to the washroom and not just plopped back into his pillows. Then I headed over to my room to get dressed.

Jake and I had known each other since we were in kindergarten and were learning our ABCs. We spent all our time together, and the other kids used to get jealous that we always had each other and were inseparable. Jake had also been my first boyfriend. It was at our grade eight graduation when he confessed that he had a crush for me, and had given me my first kiss in front of the whole school.

We ended up together for about the first month into the summer, but then we started getting into fights and we ended breaking up. Of course I was devastated, I realized that I needed Jacob in my life, and he was a big part of it. Some times at night when I'm thinking about him, I refer to him as my personal sun, because he seemed to brighten up my days and I always seemed happy around him.

But when our parents forced us to talk again, we found out that this was just the way it was supposed to be. Just friends. Surprisingly, when we got back together as best friends, we didn't have any more fights. We got along perfectly just like when we were young and innocent.

We graduated from high school together, and moved into an apartment together in Seattle for college, each of us paying half the rent. The four years passed, of course we worked our asses off for the stupid exams and such. We just graduated the last school year, a couple months ago, and Charlie and Billy both gave us air plane tickets as our graduation presents. Now we were headed to New York to spend a month in New York City.

I had been working so hard during the four years of college, I want to get out and have fun for a change. And I promised my self that nothing was going to ruin this for me.

Jake and I finished getting ready, and he called a cab to drop us off at the airport. We dragged our bags down to the front of the building in one trip, since we only had four bags all together.

We made it to the airport just in time to check in and stuff. I gave the cab driver some bills and Jake and I headed inside the building. We were about to head to the crossing section, when I spotted my mom, Renee, and Phil, my step father, beside her. I didn't know they were coming today. Then I spotted Charlie, my dad, pushing Billy's wheel chair over beside them. Billy was Jake's dad.

I turned to look at Jake, "Hey Jake, did you know our parents were coming?" I asked, nodding my head in their direction.

"No, I didn't." he looked up in there direction, "Why are they here?"

"I don't know, but we at least have to go say goodbye to them now."

Jake and I walked over to our parents. I walked over to my mom and gave her a big hug. "Mom," I smiled. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked, pulling away to look at everyone else

"You didn't think we'd let you leave without a goodbye did you?" Charlie said.

I smiled and walked over to give him a hug. "Bye, Dad,"

"Bye Bells, make sure you call," He smiled.

"Of course,"

I saw Jake turn to say bye to his dad, and I turned to Phil.

"Bye, Phil," I leaned in for an awkward hug. Thank fully he wasn't the most cuddly person on the planet, and pulled back after a few seconds.

"Hey Bells, remember Rosalie?" Phil asked me.

"Yeah, of course," Rosalie Hale was my sister. Well, my step sister. Renee and Phil have been married for five years now, and I have yet to meet Phil's daughter. Apparently she was as old as me, except may be a couple of months older. Anyways, I have never gotten the chance to meet her. Ever since Renee and Phil got together, I was told that she didn't approve of their relationship and ran away to live somewhere across the country.

I was brought back out of my thoughts by Phil's voice. "Yea, well, I just remembered that she lives in New York City too, and I thought may be you too could meet each other."

"Yes, of course," He gave me her number and directions to a house. "I have to warn you though, she lives with her boy friend these days, that's their address,"

I faked a smile and promised him I would try to meet up with her.

As much as I wanted to meet my stepsister, I wasn't really looking forward to it. It's not like I wasn't a friendly person, but from what I heard about Rosalie over the years, she sounded kind of like a bitch. But, still, we were sisters after all, may be she was just like that to strangers. May be we could get along like the perfect siblings. Or may be not. Oh well, I guess, I'll find out.

I just have to put on my happy face and try to make as much of this trip as possible.

JACOB POV

I didn't know what Bella was talking about; we weren't the least bit late. I called a cab to drop us off at the airport, as Bella and I got our luggage down to the front lobby of the building in one trip. We both just had two bags of luggage, but seriously, was it all needed? I mean we were only spending a month in New York, weren't washing machines invented for this kind of stuff? So we wouldn't have to carry around too many clothes?

As we said goodbye to our parents, the last call for our airplane rang and we hurried over to the gates.

We settled down in our seats and waited for all the other passengers to get on board. Of course I slept through the whole ride. I might as well take advantage of the time, since all the movie choices they have on the mini TV are shitty, the magazines are all girly, and Bella was off to her own little land, reading Gone with the Wind. Again.

Finally we made it to New York City, the seat belt sign dinged off, and everybody stood up at once to get off the plane. God, they were all so stupid, it only gets so crowded because they were all too greedy to make room for others. Then it takes hours for the plane to empty. I just sat there in my seat for a few minutes until the crowd was somewhat thinning.

"Come on Jacob, why are you always so lazy?" Bella said, as she tried to pull me up by my arm.

"I'm not lazy," I replied. She gave me a knowing look, and I smiled goofily. "Okay, fine, I can be lazy sometimes, but I'm also smart. What's the point of getting up, when we're going to be stuck in this crowd forever? And we're at the back of the plane, so might as well take advantage of the comfortable seats."

She just rolled her eyes and turned to walk forward. "You're so lame."

I chuckled, grabbed my hand bag and followed her.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, we made it out of the airport. Outside we both took a moment to breath in the fresh New York air. "Ooh, this is so exiting, Jacob!" Bella gushed, looking like a kid who just entered the candy store. And I had to admit, I did feel happy that we were here and finally able to get a good taste of something other than rainy Washington. "You know, I have a good feeling about this," Bella continued, as we started walking.

"Sure sure, let's just find a cab and look for our hotel."

Bella was staring out the window of the cab during the whole ride, seriously, why was she so excited? It felt like the city that zoomed around us was just like Seattle. Except it was 10 times bigger and busier. We finally made it to a big ass hotel that looked pretty expensive, but hey, I wasn't complaining, as long as it wasn't my money. "Hey Bella, what name did your dad reserve us under?" I asked, as we walked inside the front lobby and made our way to the receptionist.

"Um, Swan, I think it was."

"That's not fair." I complained like a child.

Bella just rolled her eyes and walked up to get our keys. The dude at the desk introduced himself as Darek, and told us to call him if we needed anything. Bullshit. I bet he told that told that to all the people who were staying at the hotel, but, did he have time to solve everyone's problems? I didn't think so.

Darek said our bags were going to be carried up shortly, and wished us a happy stay. Something about him was shouting, "I'm new at this job and I'm doing my best to impress my mean boss". I chuckled and Bella and I made our way up the elevator and to our suite.

I opened the door for us to find a spacious front foyer that led to a comfy looking living room, with two hallways leading off in both sides. "Wow, this is so awesome," I said to myself. "When was the last time we went on vacation?"

"I don't remember. We should be thankful that our dads thought of this as a treat for our hard years in university."

"Little did they know, it was all spent in parties and hangovers." I laughed. She punched me playfully. "Hey watch it, might break your wrist again." I laughed harder, remembering the time she punched my face and broke her hand.

"Oh shut up." She replied and walked off to see where the hallway led to.

I walked in after her to find two rooms opposite each other. Bella had already hung her coat in the closet in one room, so I guessed she chose that one. I walked into the other one to find it an average size bedroom with a bed in the middle and a night stand, and the bed looked like it was freshly made this morning. I threw my self down on the bed to 'test it out' and I had to admit, it was like heaven. I flopped down into the soft pillows, and felt like I was gonna fall asleep.

But of course, Bella had to pop in and waste the moment. "Jacob, you can't go to sleep now. We have to go out and explore the big city."

"Ever heard of Jet lag? God, I'm so tired, and sleeping on a plane seat doesn't count. Just let me nap for a bit then we'll see. We've got the whole night ahead of us!"

"Ugh, fine, but only 'cause I need to unpack anyways. But don't forget to get undressed." She said as she skipped out of the room.

"Sure sure," I muttered. Then I fell asleep.

AN: So there you go, the first chapter. I feel it was kind of awkward, but it just needs to be there. Thanks so much for reading and make sure to lave a review with your thoughts! and who knows, if you do, you'll get a nice little teaser. Love you all, click that button...