A/N:So- I should have done this at first post, but oh well.
Thanks Slapper T- if you didn't show the courage to post, I wouldn't have either
This story is 90% based on my real life. Feel free to ask me about what you think is true or not.
Chapters are short. This way I can finish them faster and get them posted.
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SM owns Twilight, I own a 70lb pitbull that thinks he is a lapdog
Chapter 3-Just Like Starting Over
Jacob picked me up at SeaTac airport and proceeded to interrogate me. I had always been the spontaneous one and he never ever tried to stop me. However, Jacob always made sure that I was absolutely certain about my decisions and knew what I was getting myself into.
The first stop on my good bye trip was to trade in my truck. She had served me well, but traffic in San Diego was worse than in Seattle and I wanted something more fuel efficient. Jacob took me to a Mini dealer and I fell in love with a purple convertible. I named her Sally and she and I bonded on the drive to my apartment.
While Jake and I packed up my belongings, I described the sun and the surf. I couldn't shut up. I realized this was because I was truly excited about this move. I felt there were only great things in my future and what better way to begin than to start anew. I invited Jake to move with me, but he had finally found the girl of his dreams and he wouldn't part from her. I could understand that, even if I hadn't experienced the whole butterflies in my stomach kind of love yet.
One week after Emmett's wedding, the moving van was at my apartment to pick everything up. As soon as my belonging pulled out of the driveway, I headed to Forks to say good bye to my parents and get the rest of my stuff. My mom Renee was a little apprehensive but excited for me. I tended to take after her more than my dad and she and I have always been close. My dad Charlie always blamed her for my outlandish behavior. My parents had raised me to be independent, so even though I was moving far away from them, they were happy for me.
As I stood in the middle of the small room still covered in band posters, I screamed out loud as the excitement of what I was doing coursed through me. Grabbing one of the empty boxes from the corner, I start shoving my books and photo albums into it. I made sure to grab my favorite picture of Jake and I off my desk to pack. It showed us as freshmen in high school and I was sporting a blue Mohawk at the time. I had to pack conservatively as there isn't much room in the mini. My dad helped me load in the only 5 boxes I could fit in my car.
"Are you positive about this Bella?" He asked me.
I looked at him, smiled and nodded. "When have I NOT been sure about anything, Dad?" I gave him a hug and moved another box into the small backseat of my car.
After my car was packed, my mom, dad and I went to dinner. This was the last time I would be able to see them for a while.