Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, and any thought to the contrary is ridiculous.

BPOV

When I walked into homeroom, everyone's eyes were locked on me. Thankfully, the teacher didn't make me introduce myself or tell complete strangers all about my life history, or any of that crap. I sat down in a seat near the back, but that didn't stop them all from wrenching themselves around in their chairs to gawk at me. I could practically hear the guys mentally rehearsing how to ask me out. Ew. Seriously, none of them were all that cute. I was pretty upset about having to leave Dylan, but it's not like we could keep dating! I mean, I don't have any idea how long I'll have to be here. I still talked to Jacob and some of my closest friends everyday. We were all so tight that we pretty much called each other whenever we felt like it. When the class was finally over, I quickly shoved all my stuff into my bag, then hightailed it out to the hallway before any of them could talk to me. Even though this town was incredibly tiny, Charlie was a private person and didn't really like to talk about his personal life, so luckily no one knew my real name, or even that he had a daughter. I hated that this was how I had to reconnect with him, but what other choice did I have?

Suddenly, I stopped. This girl had planted herself right in front of me and I couldn't get past her. She was average height, I guess, she had stringy dirty blonde hair, and lots of freckles. She was also wearing a padded bra, I could see that right away. I could tell with a single glance that she was a nosy little gossip girl.

She stuck her hand out right in front of me and said, "Hi! I'm Jessica. Who are you?"

When I didn't answer immediately, she took the opportunity to blurt out, "So, do you have a boyfriend?"

"I'm Sapphire, and no, I don't right now."

"Oh, well where did you move from?"

She was obviously looking for gossip to spread, so I just said, "Pretty far away."

Then I smoothly slid around her and headed to my next class. Despite my previous social position, I really hated those types of people. So nosy. As I walked into my next class (A.P. Math), I handed the teacher the slip that she was supposed to sign for me to give to the office secretary at the end of the day. She did, and then I looked around the room. Sadly, we had to sit in pairs. I chose a seat next to a shy girl who I figured wouldn't pester me too much.

"Hi, I'm Sapphire. What's your name?" I spoke quietly, and I knew that everyone in the room was straining to hear what I was saying.

"Angela. It's nice to meet you," she responded even more quietly than me. I was glad that I was right about the shy/not prying type that I guessed her to be.

She had long light brown hair and square black glasses. She would be really pretty if she cut her hair and got contacts, or at least cuter glasses.

"I love your scarf," I complimented her. It was a really cute lavender knitted scarf. It went well with the t-shirt she was wearing.

"Thanks." She blushed.

I whizzed through math, and the next classes, too. They were all just so easy, even the A.P. ones. They were pretty far behind compared to my old school. At least there was that. Unsurprisingly, the rest of the day wasn't any better. I made it to lunch and groaned internally. Lunch meant everyone chatting me up and digging at info about my personal life. I grabbed a bottle of vitamin water and paid for it before anyone had really sat down, so I snagged an empty table and put my purse on the seat next to me to make it clear that I didn't want anyone sitting with me. Unfortunately, some people just didn't get the message. Jessica came over and plopped down right next to me, and several others followed her lead. The table was so crammed, I didn't see how any of them could eat! Really, was one new student so incredible? They all introduced themselves, Mike, Tyler, Lauren, Whitney, Ben, Eric (the one that I had met in the parking lot), and more that I didn't really hear. The interrogation began.

"So, what's your name?"

"Where are you from?"

"Why did you come to Forks?"

"Are you dating anyone?"

"Who are your parents?"

"Who's your boyfriend?"

"Is that your natural hair color?"

Ugh. The questions pertaining to my availability came from the boys, which I pretty much expected. I took a deep breath and then started in, being as evasive as possible. I didn't want to say something, forget it, and then contradict it later.

"My name is Sapphire, I moved from the west coast, I am currently single, and yes, this is my natural hair color," I said all in one breath.

"So, why did you move here?" Jessica, of course, asked this.

"Just needed a change."

She frowned, dissatisfied. I decided to reroute and redirect. "So, what's the deal with Mr. Varrenger?"

Lauren jumped in here and said, "Oh, he's just a total pervert. He stares at anything in a skirt, 14 and up. Once, he had an affair with this sophomore, Sadie, in his office and when her parents found out, they transferred her to another school!"

I was pretty unimpressed with what they considered "hot gossip." It was totally obvious that it was made up. Well, to me anyway. But then, I had noticed how he had leered at my chest and ass. It made me want to throw up, mostly because I was so scarred from James.

I was searching the cafeteria with my eyes, trying to find a new topic to keep them from asking any more questions. That's when I saw them. Vampires. A whole table full! I froze and stared at them, horrified. One of them met my eyes, and his were completely black. I stood up and excused myself to the restroom, and after I checked all the stalls to make sure it was empty, I locked the door and slid down it slowly. I couldn't stop the terrified tears that ran down my face, and was glad that I didn't really wear much makeup. Fifteen minutes later, I pulled myself together and washed my face, dabbed on some eye redness decreasing cream, and walked back out just in time for the bell to ring. I passed one of the vampires on my way and saw that his eyes were gold! I almost laughed in relief. The rest of the day passed relatively uneventfully, and as soon as school was over, I escaped into my car. I peeled out of the parking lot before any of the curious students could attack.

I finished my homework in twenty minutes, so I took out my laptop and brought it over to my desk. I answered a few emails, then decided to call Jacob.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Hey, hot stuff!" I teased.

"Well, if it isn't the Wicked Bitch of the West...what's up? How was it?"

I laughed. "Well, it was as bad as I expected. How goes life over there?"

"It's fantastic!"

"Oh?"

"And by fantastic, I mean that all color has drained away, and life is absolute hell."

"That's better!"

"Everyone at Starbucks is asking about you."

"Oh, my gosh, Jake! There is no Starbucks here at all! I have to fulfill my coffee addiction with my coffee bar in my room!"

"What? Wow, you poor thing!"

"I know..."

"Hey, I've gotta go, but I'll call ya later!"

"Sure, sure. Later, loser!"

"Haha, ditto, dipstick!"

I felt so much better after talking to Jake, as I knew I would. I started thinking about our friendship, and that, of course, led to thoughts about Jazz... I couldn't stop the memories that came flooding through me, and how after, Jake and I wrote a song dedicated to her.

This song is called If Today Was Your Last Day by Nickelback, but in the story, Bella and Jake wrote it.

My best friend gave me the best advice

She said each day's a gift and not a given right

Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind

And live like you're never living twice

That first step you take is the longest stride

If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late

Could you say goodbye to yesterday

Would you live each moment like your last

Leave old pictures in the past

Donate every dime you had

If today was your last day

Against the grain should be a way of life

What's worth the price is always worth the fight

Every second counts 'cause there's no second try

So live like you're never living twice

Don't take the free ride in your own life

If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late

Could you say goodbye to yesterday

Would you live each moment like your last

Leave old pictures in the past

Donate every dime you had

If today was your last day

And would you call those friends you never see

Reminisce old memories

Would you forgive your enemies

Would you find that one you're dreaming of

Swear up and down to God above

That you'd finally fall in love

If today was your last day

If today was your last day

Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart

You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars

Regardless of who you are

So do whatever it takes

'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life

Let nothing stand in your way

'Cause the hands of time are never on your side

If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late

Could you say goodbye to yesterday

Would you live each moment like your last

Leave old pictures in the past

Donate every dime you had

If today was your last day

And would you call those friends you never see

Reminisce old memories

Would you forgive your enemies

Would you find that one you're dreaming of

Swear up and down to God above

That you'd finally fall in love

If today was your last day

I found myself sitting on the floor, sobbing, and running my hand over the scar like I always do when I think of Jasmine. I was babbling and crying, and I just felt so damn guilty! I knew that it was all my fault. If only...

"Oh, Jasmine."

I couldn't change what I had done, and I deserved to burn in hell for it. All I remember was dragging myself over to my bed, and then I passed out.

When I woke up, I was laying there in the dark, still fully dressed. My watch said that it was 10:26. I groaned, stripped, and squirmed under the covers. Mercifully, I slept dreamless.

At 7:00, my alarm went off, so I dragged myself out of bed, started my cappuccino, and padded into the shower. I came out feeling refreshed, so I dressed in a thin purple long-sleeved blouse, flared jeans, and converse sneakers. A light dusting of makeup went on, then I added a short silver necklace with my initial. Then I remembered that I couldn't wear that because my name was now Sapphire. Instead, I wore several long, looped silver chains and silver ball studs. Three cups of coffee later, I was ready to go. First I filled up my mug, though. I had a feeling I would need it today. I started my car and drove to school.