Edward:
Today, my family and I returned to Forks. You are probably hitting your computer screen and saying, "WHY DIDN'T YOU DO THIS 3 YEARS AGO?!?!?!?!?!?!" Well, the answer to that question is simple. I simply didn't want to go back too early so that I would hurt Bella again. Anyhow, I returned to the University of Alaska, where Bella and I are both going to school. Of course, I see the mangy mutt again, or as you refer to him as, Jacob. Of course, not going to college rather, but hunting. Yuck, just the thought of Bella being friends with him makes me…. Never mind. So, I'm walking towards the administration building, and I see Bella, with a guy. Yes, another guy. Not me, the man who she told would love him forever and always be his, and yet she was with another man. Of course she doesn't know this, but as soon as he came into my sight, I could smell him. Volturi. I had to tell Bella, he might want to kill her, well, from what happened last time….. I casually walked by in front of the "Happy Couple". Of course, she was in complete and utter disbelief when she saw me. She stood up, and walked towards me. "Edward?" she said softly. "What?" I said coldly as I turned to face her. "You left me. All alone, with no one. How could you?" She said with a look of sadness on her face, as if she was going to burst into tears. Of course, whoever this guy was walked over and greeted me with a simple smile. "Come on babe, we're going to be late!" he said impatiently. "Hang on, Caleb; can we just have a private moment for a second?" Bella said with eagerness, not breaking our gaze. Caleb walked over to the bench and sat back down. "Edward, do you know how miserable you made me for these past 3 years?" Bella said to me, with razor sharp edge to her voice. "I'm sorry. Can we talk about this another time?" I replied. "Fine. See you later then, I guess." Bella said. I had to run away because I could hear the things Caleb was thinking. "La ucciderò," he thought in his native tongue, Italian. He was thinking about killing her…
Bella:
Ah, life is good. As you may have known, I'm going to college! The University of Alaska to be exact. Yes, the parties, the gossip, the guys! It's what every teenage girl dreams of in her adolescent years. Edward never did reply back to my letters, but then again, he isn't home, so where would I expect him to be? By the way, Caleb smells almost as good as Edward, except he isn't a vampire. Hmmmmm, oh well, anyways…. Ok, you will never believe this; today me and Caleb were talking on a bench outside of our class. Then, out of nowhere, EDWARD walks right by us. I got up slowly, I wasn't sure if I should talk to him or not, I was afraid he wasn't ready to see me after all of these years. It's a lot to handle. You know, the fact that the man you love and whom you haven't seen in 3 years because he left you randomly shows up at your college. Yeah, that's totally normal. Happens to everyone. Especially the fact that he is a vampire. Wow, just saying that brings back so many memories. Well, I decided to talk to him. I slowly sauntered towards him. That's when I felt it. The anger. It just boiled up inside of me, and I couldn't control it. God, I'm acting like my mother. There was something wrong with him. Not like the fact that he was a vampire made him weird, but something else was bothering him. I could tell. There was something he wasn't telling me. He just kept staring at Caleb with this look of disgust on his face, like he looked at Jacob. But there was no possible way that Caleb was a werewolf. First of all, vampires and werewolves smell totally different. Vampires smell more sweet, while werewolves smell, I don't know exactly how to describe it. It's almost like a really strong smell, kind of like very strong cologne, but Caleb doesn't smell like that. He is more on the sweet side of smelling just wish I knew what Edward was thinking. I'd love to know how his mind works. All of the twisted things inside of it. It like Edward was reading Caleb's mind, well he probably was. It seemed as if he didn't like what Caleb was thinking.