A/N: I had a really good day yesterday and then it went down hill and I just wanted to watch half naked guys run around so I watched the covenant and then new moon. But the covenant has nothing to do with this story. So just a long drabble, of a bus ride.
I walked onto the bus heading down to Port Angeles, I hoped I could get my mind off of Bella there maybe. There weren't too many people on the bus, a man who seemed to be asleep and a girl looking at a piece of paper. I said down next to the girl, "you heading to Port Angeles?" I asked her.
"I'm going to go see my boyfriend" she said.
"that's good, he live there?" I asked. She was about 17 with long wavy blonde hair and green eyes.
"yeah" she said.
"what's that in your hand?" I asked.
"I don't know I can't read it" she said, "it's kind of messy hand writing."
"hmm, who'd you get it from?" I asked.
"I just found it in my mail box" she said.
"I'm Jacob" I said.
"I'm Nancy" she said.
"Walton street stop" the bus driver said. Nancy stood up and walked out of the bus without a word. Jacob watched her leave. He then noticed she left the piece of paper he picked it up and looked at it. It was a death certificate. Name: Nancy Walton Hall, Date of death: June 4th 1990, cause of death: strangled to death by boyfriend.
Becca: Kathy had her phone stolen and sent this to me. One of her more depressed moods. I assume Jacob was just talking to a ghost so…. Yeah. CREEPY.