A/N, Hey everyone, I really hope you like this story, because I was up until three in the morning writing it :D this chapter along with two more. If I get 5 reviews on this chapter, I will post chapter 3. Let me know what you guys think of this chapter, I love commentary good and bad. By the way, my name is Julie. Just throwing that in there incase yall are curious. You can see more about ME at my profile, I'm hoping to update it today. So, Bella's at the beach huh? What do you thinks going to happen next? Only one way to find out! See you at the bottom!

A/N- Oh, and by the way you guys, I decided on a chapter day schedule: Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday. Hope you like it J but today is an exception J Now I will go away and let you read.

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Bella's POV

I'm not so sure how long I sat there frozen, but I felt like it could've been hours. Suddenly, I was aware of footsteps, oncoming, though I didn't look. Someone sat down next to me, silently. I was a bit afraid, but I quieted those thoughts, as I brought my hand up to my eyes, wiping the last of the tears away, sitting myself up straighter. Finally, I looked over to my right where the mystery person had sat. I was met with forest green eyes staring back at me, a hint of a smile on his pale ruby lips. It was the boy from the shop. For a moment, we sat there, neither talking, neither moving, just sitting in silence, sharing a moment of understanding. He was the first to break the silence.

"Hey." He spoke. No harshness in his voice, it was smooth. He spoke with sincerity, looking over to me. He was sitting against the rock, which rose above our heads about a foot, close to me, but still giving me my space, which I liked. His elbows rested on his knees, which were almost pulled to his chest, his hands clasping together. His gray pullover sweatshirt went well with his dark blue denim shorts and black belt. I guess he'd decided it was cold enough to wear a pullover.

I nodded my head at his statement once, showing acknowledgment, but not totally trusting my voice. He persisted with the conversation though.

"It's pretty cold out here. Not the best place for anyone to be alone at, really. What're you doing out here by yourself?" He asked me. I cleared my throat before responding,

"Life has just been getting to me lately. Needed some time to think." I stated.

"Ah." He simply said, but then continued on, "I like to take time out here to think to. The waves are loud enough to the point where you can drown out other noises, but quiet enough so you can just focus on your own thoughts." I nodded my head in agreement, and asked,

"Yeah. You got any idea how long I've been here?" I quizzically asked. I was genuinely curious. I'd need to get home eventually, but it was so calm here right now, I didn't want to leave.

"Well, you came into the shop 'round four, and it's quarter till six now." He told me, after verifying with his watch.

"Hmm. I should probably get going soon. I'll just leave at six." I said, not to him in particular, just stating plans in case anyone cared.

"So, if you're going to be leaving so soon, what's your name? It's a pretty small town we got here, and almost everyone has been at my Granddad's store at one time or another. You new here?" He asked me, and I replied:

"Oh, sorry, I'm Bella. I actually drove down here from Forks, the beaches we have up there are nice I guess, but I don't have the best experience with them, so… I decided to come out here." I flinched at my old memories from La Push. I couldn't go back there again. I changed the subject. "What's your name by the way?" I asked, a little too quickly, but luckily he didn't seem to notice.

"I'm Jason." He told me, smiling when he said that. I couldn't help but smile with him. "So. Forks, huh? Pretty long drive. Especially with that bike of yours. I have a truck at the house, if you want I could give you and your bike a lift home. I just don't want you to get into a wreck or get lost on your way home."

"Um… No thanks, I think I'll be able to manage, but thanks so much for the offer," I said, not wanting to be rude. I stood up, brushing myself off, and he followed my lead. I began slowly wandering toward the parking lot, Jason in tow, and we carried on a quiet conversation as we went.

It took twice as long to get back as it had for me to get there, but that was OK, I was enjoying Jason's company. When I stepped up onto the concrete sidewalk, I looked up and noticed my bike was the only vehicle in the lot. I was a bit confused.

"Where's your truck?" I asked Jason, confusion in my voice.

"Oh, I don't make so much at the store, so I usually just walk to and from here. It's no big deal." He said, shrugging. I didn't feel quite right about just leaving him there, so I offered him a ride home, and he graciously accepted. It was a five minute drive to his house, me as the driver. I pulled up to the house, and it was a decent size, not to big, not to small. It was a light shade of blue. He got off the bike, and nodded my way in thanks, before walking up to his house, and up the two porch steps, turned and waved, before going through the door, and closing it behind him.

I was sad to see him go. He seemed to be my only normal friend, even though I'd met him twenty minutes ago. After gazing at the house for a brief moment, in one quick movement, I re-started the bike, and was speeding away from his driveway; I couldn't bear to stay any longer. So, home-bound I sped, tears once again streaking my face.

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