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"Belllllaa, get up!" Alice squealed right in my ear, making me groan and pull my pillow over my head to drown her out. No one needed an alarm clock with Alice around. God knows I love her, but sometimes I just wanna knock her head off her shoulders. I should probably mention that I'm not really a morning person. I love my sleep and try to get as much of it as possible.

"Go away." I mumbled, trying in vain to go back to sleep. Alice however, was having none of that, and pounced on me, making my bed springs squeak under our combined weight.

"Bella, if you don't get up right now, we're going to be late to class. Now, is that really a good impression on the first day?" Alice chirped, bouncing us both on my bed as I continued to groan.

"Jesus, Alice. It's not like fucking High School. Just let me go back to sleep. You can take notes for me right?" I asked, my voice taking on a pleading tone. I couldn't help it. I wasn't ready for classes to start back up. The only plus side was that we were entering our third year of college, leaving us as juniors.

Only two more years. I thought bitterly as Alice's bouncing became too much for my poor bladder to handle any longer.

"Okay, okay! I'm getting up." I grumbled, tossing the pillow off my face and climbing out of bed quickly to make my way toward our shared bathroom. Thankfully Alice knew how to pick up after herself, otherwise I'm sure my clean freak self, would get on her last nerve. Emptying my bladder quickly, I walked back into my room to see that Alice had already laid my outfit out for the day.

"Thanks, Ali!" I yelled out, pulling my pajamas off as I headed over to the pile of clothing she laid out. As much as I hate to say it, Alice does have really great taste. I would tell her that more, but then I'd have to endure more shopping trips, and that was just not okay with me. The least amount of shopping I have to suffer through, the better. Unless it's grocery shopping. That never gets old.

Slipping on the black leggings then quickly pulling the dark blue wool sweater dress over my head, I took in a deep breathe as the smell of coffee began to swirl around our small apartment.

"Alice, you're a saint." And she truly was, though she had her moments. Pulling on my comfy Ugg boots, I did a little twirl for her as I walked out of my room, and almost fall flat on my face.

"Jeeze, Bella. We haven't even left the apartment yet, and you're already having issues staying vertical. Today is going to be interesting." She stated, smirking into her coffee cup.

Glaring at her, I poured myself some coffee, adding milk and sugar before taking a large gulp, grabbing one of the muffins I made the night before off the corner.

"Shut it, Pixie. I haven't had enough caffeine to deal with your jokes. Maybe after my fifth cup, we'll see. " I stated, grinning at her as coffee began to kick in, making me a little more social. Rolling her eyes at me, my smirk just grew before I saw her eyes land on the clock in the living room and watched them widen.

"Oh my gosh, Bella! We really are gonna be late!" She cried, placing her cup in the sink and pulling me out the door, slamming it behind us as she dragged me out to her bright yellow Volkswagen Golf.

"Thank goodness I'm driving. I'll have us there in no time." She grinned, skipping over to her car as my caffeine buzz came to a stop. Alice's driving was terrifying on a good day, I couldn't imagine how bad it would be with us being late.

"Please don't kill us, Ali. I'd like to find my other half some day." Hopefully soon. I added under my breathe as I climbed into the car, buckling up and looking at her. At that second, I wish I wouldn't have looked at her. I could see a sad look pass over her face and it made my heart clench. My best friend didn't need to be sad because some stupid timer didn't know when I'd meet mister right.

"I'm sorry, Ali. I shouldn't have said that." If I could have took it back, I would have. I knew she felt bad for having Jasper while I was alone, but I was happy she found him. He was perfect for her, and I could see how happy they made one another.

"Let's just drop it okay? Before long, you'll find our other half, and everyone will be happy." Ever the optimist. I wish I could look at everything as positive as she could. I just nodded along, hoping that she'd be right. The normal twenty minute ride to campus, took us ten with Alice's wild driving. I was now afraid that I wouldn't be able to write in class with as hard as I was holding on to the "bitch handle" as Alice so lovingly calls it. My fingers were numb and I tried my best to get the blood moving once again, wiggling them slightly as she just shook her head at me.

"You're such a baby, Bells." She called out, skipping a few steps ahead of me to get away from my glare and out of my reach.

"Fuck you, Alice." I scowled, my arms coming to cross over my chest as I picked my pace up to walk along side her.

"Sorry, Doll. But you just ain't my type." She said with a serious face, making me stop and gawk at her before she broke down in a fit of laughter and tugged on my arm.

"Come on. I didn't fly us here to be late with your dilly dallying. Let's go, Let's go!" She cheered, leading us toward our first class as I shook my head at her the whole way. How I ended up with this lovable nutcase, I'd never know.

The rest of the day flew by after that, and I couldn't have been more thankful. Luckily, Alice and I had three classes together, while I had two others by myself, and she had four. She was trying to get ahead so next year, she could take fewer classes and "enjoy Senior year all over again" as she put it. Though, this Senior year would triumph over our pervious one. We'd have our degrees and be on our way to making a life for ourselves in this crazy, fucked up world. Just as I was making my way toward the Campus' library, I felt myself smack into something hard, or someone as it was, and had to gasp as I looked up.

"I'm so sorry!" I blurted out just as the big buff guy turned around to look at me. He was almost as big as Alice's older brother Emmett, but his skin was tanned, almost like he just came back from a vacation in Mexico.

"I really need to learn to watch where I'm going. It's like, I'm a danger magnet or something. I'm actually shocked I've made it all day without doing something stupid sooner. Gosh, I'm rambling. Again, Sorry." I mumbled, looking down as my cheeks flushed. I seriously needed to see how the hell to fix my nervous talking tick. Word vomit was my enemy when I was embarrassed, which normally made things worse.

"Hello, Beautiful. No need to say sorry. You can run into me anytime you'd like." He stated, his smile lighting up his face and showing off his pearly white teeth.

"I'm Jacob, by the way. What's your name?" He seemed friendly enough. He even extended his hand out to me, which I shook politely as I gave him a small smile.

"I'm Bella." I murmured, still embarrassed to have ran into him.

"Well, uh… I should probably head to the library. It was nice meeting you." I told him honestly as I began to walk past him.

"Until we meet again, Beautiful Bella." He called after me, making my blush remain firmly on my cheeks. Hearing his retreating steps, I let out a sigh and glanced down at the little timer on my inner right wrist. Still blank. What a shock. I wonder if Jacob had a timer. Probably. There aren't many that don't have them now, which made me feel even worse. This waiting game truly fucking sucked. Feeling a bit depressed, I sulked off to the library, hoping to get lost among the books for a few hours, as I waited for Alice to be done for a day so we could head home. Crawling into bed with a tub of ice cream and a sad movie sounded like a good idea. A good cry was exactly what I needed.

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