Disclaimer: Even though, from time to time I may use the words from the books, I do not and will never own any of the twilight series or its characters no matter how badly I want to.
A/N: As always thanks to my readers and my awesome beta, Lyxa. Right now this is just updates and lets you know where sane Bella is, the story doesn't happen until college which should be in a couple chapters, but these chapter are needed so you can see glimpses of information on where this story is headed and you can compare the Bella's. Enjoy!
April 24th 2006
Dear Journal,
So, these last couple of weeks have went by so fast. Jacob says his pack hasn't smelt Victoria since that day he told me, but they're not going to lessen their patrols near my house, just to be safe.
I feel so lucky to have friends like Jacob and the gang; they are not at all like I imagined them. Sure, they call me the "ex-leech lover" but it's always said with acceptance and love in their voices. Granted, they do say that I have finally chosen wisely by hanging out with them, but to be honest if the Cullens did come back I would give them each a hug…
Okay, so maybe I would just glare at him, but the rest aren't to blame, are they? Yes, they shouldn't have let his drama king fit get them to move away. They should have told him to shove it up his ass and that he should leave if he wasn't happy. I suppose I can't blame them, though. Esme couldn't live without any of her children. I used to think I was considered one of them, but if she could leave me, then I must have not meant that much.
On the other hand, I was only in her life for a couple of months; he was part of her family for nearly a century, so of course he had more pull with her heart. I still don't understand why Alice didn't say goodbye, she was my best friend. I think I deserved that much…
This writing in the journal sure is helping (yeah right, all it is making me do is want to cut, but I promised Jacob that I would call him before I did that, so he could come over and get me out of my funk. Jacob is a great friend) Oh, I finally went cliff diving. It was actually fun. Jacob was holding my hand the whole time, just so I wouldn't drown. It sucks to be the weak one all the time.
He also showed me how to ride a motorcycle. He fixed one up for himself and said cool guys ride motorcycles not Volvos. Leave it to Jacob to be competing with a ghost, because frankly that is what he is now. I won't tell Jacob this, but Volvos will always be close to my heart. I do like the danger aspect the motorcycles bring though, and I must say I have only crashed 8 times and had 28 stitches since learning to ride. World Record.
-Bella
PS: I just got my acceptance letter to Dartmouth and the financial aid I applied for. So it looks like all the other schools could count me out. I am happy to be able to get away from Forks and the memories. Start over, make new ones.