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September

"Mr. Cullen, did somebody in your family die?" Mr. Caius snapped at me.

"No, sir."

"Then I suggest you turn off your phone. I am sick and tired of it disrupting my class."

I powered down my phone, and shoved it in my bag. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and turned to look behind me. "You okay?" James, a buddy I met in class, mouthed. I nodded my head, turning forward and continuing my note taking.

The phone calls, texts, and emails had started about two days after I arrived at Harvard. I opened my email and, to my surprise, had four from Angela in the space of an hour. The messages were very strange; they ranged from her lamenting about being stuck in that small, go-nowhere town, to her telling me how amazing her classes were, and back to being upset that she was left behind. I didn't have the heart to remind her she wasn't "left behind," she chose to stay.

The texts and phone calls were worse than the emails. The emails, at least, would arrive silently in my Inbox. The phone calls and texts, on the other hand, happened at all hours of the day or night; even if I told her I was about to go into class. Mr. Caius was the first to call me out about them, but I could tell my other teachers, not to mention poor Riley, were quite annoyed by them, as well.

Before I knew it, class was over, and we were packing up our stuff. I had a group project meeting today with Riley, Bree, and the girl I'd met in the dorm on the day I arrived, Bella. We shared several classes together, and they were quickly becoming my best friends. Riley was a great roommate to have, Bree was super funny, and Bella… What could I say about Bella? She was probably one of the funniest, most selfless people I had ever met.

"Yo, Cullen wait up," James hollered to me as I was about to walk up the stairs. "What are you up to for the rest of the day?"

"I have to meet Bella, Riley, and Bree to work on that project for Banner's class."

"Man, that guy is a dick. He always gives so much work through the term."

I groaned. "Tell me about it."

"Hey, just in case I forget, a bunch of us are going out this weekend. You should come."

I smiled. "I just might take you up on that."

We gave each other a wave, and I headed off to the library.

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The minute I got back from the bar, I plugged in my phone. I hadn't noticed how low it was before going out. I should have plugged it in while I was getting ready, but had forgotten.

"You have twenty new voice messages. To listen to your voice messages please press one."

I groaned, twenty voicemails, on top of fifteen texts, and two emails in the three hours I was out with James tonight. I was at a loss for what to do. I'd tried explaining to Angela that if I didn't answer it meant I was busy. I didn't know if she simply didn't get it or what. Not even my mother called me as much as she did. I was reaching the end of my rope. It was hard enough trying to keep up with my course work, but trying to answer every message she left was seriously going to interfere with my grades. If I didn't answer, however, she would leave me even more messages, about how she thought I didn't love her anymore, and how I'd probably found someone else.

It was late, and I was tired, the messages would have to wait until tomorrow.

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I awoke the next morning to, surprisingly, only three new text messages—none of which were from Angela. They were from Rose, Alice, and Jasper.

WTF is going on? - R

Oh, Edward. :( - A

Shit dude, call me. - J

I was about to text them back when a text came through from Emmett.

Where are you dude? Rose is freaking out. Call me! - E

What the hell was going on? I hit the speed dial for Emmett.

"Edward? What the fuck, man? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Say anything about what? What the hell is wrong with the four of you?" I ran my hand through my hair.

"You broke up with Angela and didn't even say anything. The girls saw it on Facebook and were freaking out."

"What are you talking about? I didn't break up with Angela. What the fuck, Em?"

"Uh... I… uh... I gotta go." He hung up before I could say anything else.

I powered up my laptop, and went to Facebook. It was sitting there in black and white:

Angela Weber has gone from "in a relationship" to "single."

I hit the speed dial for her; the phone rang twice before she picked up.

"Hello?" she said stiffly; it sounded as though she'd been crying.

"Want to tell me what the fuck that's about, Ang? Were you planning on telling me you didn't want to be with me anymore?"

"It's you who doesn't want to be with me." She wailed. "I called you all night and you kept sending my calls to voicemail."

"Shit, Ang, my phone died. I was out with James and didn't realize it until halfway through the night."

She sniffed. "But you... you never have time for me. I call you all the time and you get angry."

"Because you call me when I'm in class. I kept getting in shit from my teachers. I sent you my class schedule."

"You… you don't want me anymore. You left me here all by myself."

"That's bullshit!" I yelled, flinching when Riley opened his eye. "Sorry man," I mouthed. I got up and went into the hallway before continuing. "I didn't leave you, Ang. You made the decision to stay. You did that. I begged you to come here with me. Don't you pin this shit on me!"

She started to cry harder. "I love you, Edward. I'm sorry… I'm sorry."

I huffed a breath. "Listen, Ang. You need to decide what you want. But I can't have you freaking the fuck out every time I don't answer my phone for three hours. You have to have more faith in me than that."

A door opened down the hall, I glanced over and saw Bella coming out, closing her door. She turned and waved to me; I gave her a half-hearted wave back. She frowned. I shook my head at her, wiggling the phone so she could see. She gave me a smile and nodded, motioning with her head toward the elevator.

"Hey Ang, I'm gonna let you go. Why don't you think about things and call me later, okay?"

She blew her nose. "'Kay."

I sighed, banging my head back on the wall after I disconnected the call.

"Everything okay?" Bella asked, coming up beside me.

"Fine." I blew out a heavy breath. "Everything's just peachy."

She looked at me for a minute. "If you say so. Why don't you go wake Riley up and join me and Bree for breakfast in the café?"

"Sounds good. Meet you in twenty?"

"Sure."