EPOV

I watched as the cars raced past one another. I could see the racers fighting tooth and nail. I knew how it felt. The adrenaline, the speed, the power. I had loved it. I used to live for those moments. But now…

That's where I should be now. With them. Beating them all. Because I am better than all of those fucking idiots. They knew it. They had feared me. I used to be their worst nightmare. I was invincible on the racing track.

I kept on looking at the TV screen. I hated watching it but I couldn't look away. The tracks, the cheering from the crowd, the noise of the engines. I should be there now. That's where I belong. Not here in an office sitting behind desk reading boring files on who knows what.

And that's where I would have been. If it wasn't for my father's heart attack and that damn loose wire on my car. It had all been going perfectly. I was practicing damn hard. This year was supposed to be mine. It should have been me lifting that cup.

But a loose break. That's all it took. To put those dreams to an end. The doctors said I was lucky to be alive. Lucky, my foot.

Being stuck in a hospital with more broken bones and bruises than you can count was apparently lucky.

But I didn't give up. As soon as I physically could, I had gone back to the track. But then dad had collapsed.

One couldn't leave family. Even one as shitty as mine. So I am here now whether I liked it or not.

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I spotted them as soon as I walked in. Emmett and Rose seemed to be having a wrestling match with their lips and tongue. Seth was trying his best not to stare. Peter and Jared were flirting with some blondes. And Jasper…Jas was looking his depressed self which we all had grown accustomed by now.

"What's up, man", I asked as I took a seat near him. He jumped up on hearing me.

"Where did you drift off to?" I asked him while I motioned for the bartender.

"You… I mean… I was just thinking of… I mean thinking of Alice", Jasper replied.

Not again. I groaned internally. For the past three months Jasper has been like this. Lovesick and drunk.

For heaven's sake he had known the girl for like ten minutes, the better part of which they were both drunk.

Jas was the last guy I had imagined to turn into a love sick puppy.

"Dude, get over it." I turned around to see Peter looking at him exasperated.

"What's so special about that chick anyway, Jasper has been pinning away for months", that was Seth.

I looked around to see that all of them were listening to us. Even Em and Rose had taken a break.

"I can't explain it, we had a connection. It was not even physical." He was getting frustrated.

I heard Emmett snort. "It certainly didn't look that way when we pulled you away from her". That earned him a smack from Rose.

"This is all your fault, Edward. Why did you drag him away from there? He obviously cared for the girl", Rose's voice rose above all the blaring music.

"What? How is it all my fault? Are you saying that I should have left him there? With that gold-digging bitch". I really don't know what Em ever sees in her.

"Don't you dare insult her!" Jasper had officially lost it.

"Shut up! What do you know, she was ready to fuck you after knowing you for five seconds. She almost tricked you to marry her. I saved you. You should be thanking me. If it wasn't for me, you would be signing away half your fortune to that pixie as alimony by now. She was just after the money. Think of the facts Jasper." I was fed up with his attitude.

I had thought that it was a phase and he would get over it. Apparently not.

"She was just so beautiful and small and perfect", his shoulders slumped as he was drifted off. I could as well have been preaching to a wall.

I sighed and downed my drink. I really needed to get drunk. I wanted to forget. I wanted to forget this entire week. Scratch that. I wanted to forget the past three months beginning from that awful night in Vegas.

"Jas, you know what, the perfect way to forget her is to find another one. There are a lot of beautiful ladies here. I think most of them would love to have you." Peter tried to cheer him up.

"Ya, that's what you should do", Jared also backed him up.

"You guys disgust me, stop objectifying women." Em was trying to remain in Rose's good graces it seemed.

But I was no longer paying them any attention. Something else had caught my eye.

A mop of brown hair. It was her.

Don't ask me how I knew it's her. Because I just knew. It's not possible.

It couldn't be her. What was she doing in Chicago?

I stood up and walked towards the dance floor. I could see her swaying to the music. It was her. I was sure.

She was dancing without a care. How the hell did she get here? I kept moving towards her till I was just behind her.

Then suddenly she turned around. Those brown eyes.

I was right. It was her. Brownie… I mean Bella.

*And they meet again. Any guesses on what would happen now?

*I am so happy that for once I posted the update on time. I realized that I feel more inspired to write when I really should be studying. It's funny. But I am so screwed. The exams are this week and I am not prepared. Pray for me...I think I am gonna need all the luck in this world.

*anyways, thanks for the reviews and the follows. It means a lot.

*I have news. OK there is this new story that's playing around in my head and I will put it down on paper soon. It's going to out soon. I hope you guys will like it.

*That's all for now. Till we see again, keep smiling :)