The next few cars were of people I either didn't know or didn't remember. I saw Tyler for a brief moment getting out of his car and taking the arm of his wife. I laughed thinking back to the night of prom junior year, him showing up at my house after I already left. Edward looked over puzzled and I simply responded, "memories." Smiling he looked back onto the parking lot shifting through people's thoughts.

It was about twenty minutes before the car I had been waiting for showed up. A beat up old Toyota swerved onto the pavement and I saw another unrecognizable face in the window. I brushed it off and started to look around the now crowded parking lot. Edward nudged me.

"Hey, white Toyota, back of the lot. Angela." He swung his arm around me and whispered into my ear, "and she's happy."

My eyes darted back to the old Toyota and I saw Angela wearing a jet black cocktail dress. It was a little more revealing then anything she would have worn back in high school. She had finally found her confidence. The man that was driving wasn't Ben. I could have sworn they were going to show up together.

I didn't need to know about her job, or who the man driving was. Edward said she was happy. The junky car was evidence of their annual income and she was still happy. It was ironic, how Angela could be so much happier then Mike and Jessica. Money meant happiness back in high school, Angela overcame that and lived her life.

Angela was one of the last people to arrive, seven o'clock struck and everyone who was going to show up was there.

I stood waiting for Edward to join, yet he didn't move. "You know Bella, at first I only tagged along because you wanted to come. Seeing these people again was no interest to me." A huge smile creased around his face, "But hearing Mike Newton only think about if you were coming or not was the best moment of my life, excuse me existence."

I couldn't help but laugh. Mike's crush never faded, even after the wedding, and twenty years later.

"Come on Bells, let's head out." He took my hand and I was hesitant.

"Wait. No souvenirs?" I dropped his hand and ran as fast as I could towards the school, I had to beat him. The name tags sitting on a table drew the attention of my mind. One for me, Bella Swan. One for Edward, Edward Cullen. It was greedy and selfish, but it was more of a compulsion then anything else. I reached the door before Edward knew what I was doing, I was going to make it.

The table was just outside the gym, and it was vacant. Making sure no one was watching, I quickly searched the entire area confirming this. I went back to the table and got lost within all the names. Eric's was sitting next to the few remaining. I grabbed Edward's and mine and gazed over all the rest.

My mind became completely engulfed in memories. So immersed in the past I didn't notice the footsteps come to a stop outside the gym door. Mike. I darted my eyes over just in time to see his eyes reach out and connect with mine. Mike gazed through the clear window separating us. It was only for a moment, but a moment was all it took. His eyes were locked on to mine. We stood there in silence, only the gym door and a clear plastic window separated us. It seemed like an eternity. I thought time was supposed to speed up for vampires, this was an exception. Every pleading millisecond I found myself staring into Mike Newton's eyes was another that I was in danger. Then again, time was passing, however slow and nothing seemed to happen for a long time.

"Bella?" I could barely hear the words, but his lips parted and said my name. He put all his weight into the door in an attempt to remove the only barrier separating us, but I was gone. I ran as fast as I could, but it didn't matter, the damage was already done. Mike had seen me. I wasn't sure how it would affect him, but the exasperated expression he wore when our eyes met told the story. He was still in love with me, after all these years.

Edward was waiting outside the door, furious. I was furious at myself, although I achieved my goal in obtaining the name tags, I still heard Mike. We ran as fast as we could but I could still hear Mike yell my name. He had seen me, he was sure of it. His pained cries, cut deep into my heart. The past was closer then it had been in decades. I didn't need Edward to tell me what Mike was thinking. I was the closest thing he ever had to love, and seeing me again at age seventeen killed him.

I could feel the heat of Edward's rage, yet at the same time his understanding. He knew why I did it and I could tell he was going to let it go. He too could hear how much I hurt Mike, I had been punished enough. The pain I had caused one of my old best friends was unbearable. Reaching the cottage all I could do was sit on the bed in silence. I didn't know what would happen to Mike after this night. I didn't know if I would ever get over those final moments. Though I did know one thing for sure. We weren't going to the thirty year reunion.