I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA.
One Year Later
Alex's P.O.V.
"Did my letter come yet?" I ask my sister for the thousandth time. I applied to Yale in October. It is now May and I was supposed to get my letter a week ago. I really want to know if I got in or not. Leona comes into the living room. Her hair is wet from being outside getting the mail.
"No," she says. "Just bills and stuff." I groan. What the fuck is taking them so long? So far I have been accepted at the university of Washington, and NYU. But I'd really like to go to my first choice college. Leona sits on the couch next to me. "Don't worry, it'll come. They have to send it before June, so I bet it'll come in the next couple of days."
"God, I hope so. I really want to go to Yale," I say. Brady had gotten accepted into an online school for engineering. So this way, he'll be able to stay in La Push. If I get into Yale, I'll have to move all the way to New Haven, Connecticut. I'll be away for eleven years. I won't be able to see Brady, or Emily, or Justin, Jared, Kim, Leona, my parents, or my six-month old niece Lucy. But I'll still be back for Christmas and Thanksgiving, and Summer. I sigh loudly. Maybe Leona is right and it'll come in a couple of days.
~The Next Day~
I'm walking to my car when someone calls my name.
"Alex!" Brady says. I turn around to see him running towards me. I smile. Brady and I are still dating after almost two years. When Brady gets to me, he gives me a quick kiss.
"Hey," I say, smiling at him.
"Emily wants to know if you'd like to come to her house for dinner. The whole pack will be there, and the imprints," he says.
"Will I have to help cook?" I ask. I honestly hate cooking. Plus, I'm terrible at it.
"Probably. Emily will need as much help as she can get. With the way me and the guys eat, she'll have to make a lot of food." I groan.
"You know I hate cooking," I say.
"I know, but if you tell Em that she'll just tell you to suck it up," he says. I give him an annoyed look. "Please? I'll do anything you want me to." I raise my eyebrows.
"Anything?" I ask, just to make sure.
"Anything," he confirms. A small smile forms at my lips. I know exactly what he can do for me.
"You want me to wash Dexter?" he asks. We are in the bathroom at my house and the bathtub is filling with warm water.
"Yep," I say. I take Dexter's collar off of him and set it in the counter.
"Why?"
"Because I have to take him to the vet on Monday, and I want him to be clean," I say.
"I don't know how to wash a dog," he says with a confused look on his face. I give a small laugh. That's ironic.
"Just put the soap on him, make sure you scrub with your finger nails. Make sure you do his muzzle and his neck, and in between his toes, and you even have to wash his privates and butt hole. It's gross, but it has to get done. Do not get any soap in his eyes and ears. And make sure no water goes into his ears, or else he can get an infection. Also he'll try to get out of the tub, but you have to block him when he tries. And he'll get nervous, so just talk to him and say his name. Okay?" I say. He takes a deep breath. I feel bad for him, I really do. I put my hand on his chest and kiss him on the cheek. "And, if you do a good job, I might feel obligated to do something for you, if you know what I mean." I look at him, and he's quiet for a minute. Finally, he sighs.
"Okay, I'll do it," he says. I smile.
"I mean, shouldn't you be used to it? Don't you have to clean yourself when you're a wolf?" I ask. He just rolls his eyes. "Oh and make sure to get all of the soap off of him. If you don't his skin will become dry." I then walk out of the bathroom and head downstairs to do my homework. I grab a slice of cold pizza and a can of Coke, and head into the living room.
I'm halfway done with my math homework, when Leona walks in with a crazy look on her face; and to be honest it scares the shit out of me. She comes up to me and sits down on the couch.
"It came," she says. My heart jumps out of my chest. She shows me the envelope; the return address is to Yale.
"Holy shit it came. Okay, I'm gonna open it. No you open it. No..." I'm so nervous right now, it's not even funny. And Leona just looks confused.
"Just calm the hell down, Alex," she says. I take a deep breath.
"How can I stay calm; my future depends on what is in this envelope. I really want to go to Yale," I say.
"You don't have do this now. We are all going to Emily's house for dinner, you can open it then, when we are all there to support you," she says. Leona knows about the guys being wolves. Some guy named Mason phased half a year ago and imprinted on Leona, so I guess there are no more secrets in this family. I take a deep breath.
"Okay, I can wait that long," I say. I go back to doing my homework. Half an hour later Dexter runs down the stair all nice and clean and smelling like soap. I smile.
"Hey baby boy!" I say to him as he jumps on the couch and starts licking my face. Then he starts to rub herself on the couch to get the water off. I push him off the couch and Brady sits down next to me.
"Well it took me a while, but I finally got him clean," he says. I smile at him.
"Thanks for doing that. He really needed a bath," I say.
"No problem," he says. He leans down and kisses me. That's when I remember the letter. I pull back.
"Guess what! I got my letter from Yale today!" I say. His eyes show a sign of worry in them. I can tell he's trying to smile and be happy for me, but it's hard.
"So what's the verdict?" he asks.
"I don't know. I've decided to wait until we have dinner at Emily's house to open it," I say. He nods. I put my books away. We then put on the movie Romeo and Juliet, the version with Leonardo DiCaprio. At six o'clock we head to Emily and Sam's house. I put the letter in my back pocket. When we get the house, it's already packed. When Emily sees me she gives a sigh of relief.
"Thank God, you're here. I need you to start making the dessert," she says. I wash my hands and put on an apron. I start making the cake. It's going to be a two tier cake since it's for a lot of people. The actual cake is chocolate, then when it's done in the oven, I put some icing on it, and then I put the pink fondant on it, and I just put on it some random designs. Well this is not just any cake. It's a birthday cake for Kim. So I try to make it look nice. I write 'Happy Birthday Kimmy!' on it in yellow icing from a piping bag, and make little designs on it. When I'm done, I set it on the counter. When Emily looks at it she raises an eyebrow.
"Dang, Alex. You sure are good at making cakes. Where did you learn how to do that?" she asks. I just shrug. I honestly don't know where I learned how to design cakes. I just did it. After dinner and cake we go and sit in the living room. I think now is the time to open the letter.
"Guys, I got my letter from Yale today," I say taking the letter out. They all look at me.
"What did it say?" my mom asks.
"I didn't open it yet. I wanted to wait until right now. So I can have moral support," I say.
"So open it!" Rachel says excitedly. I take a deep breath and slowly open it. My heart is beating against my chest at a million miles an hour. I can feel everybody staring at me. I read the letter.
"What does it say?!" asks Mom excitedly. I look at them and take a deep breath.
"I got in! I got in!" I squeal. My mom screams in excitement. She hugs me and everybody says congratulations. Well, not everybody. Brady gets up and runs out of the room, slamming the door behind him. The excitement leaves me automatically. I sit on the couch. "Why can't he be happy for me?"
"You have to give him a break. You're going to be gone for a long time, and it's gonna be really hard on him. Do you remember the month you guys were broken up, and he looked really bed? Well that was only a month months. This is going to be years," Kim says.
"I know, it'll be hard on me, too. But why can't he be happy for me? I'm going to my dream school. I'm gonna become a doctor and help people, and I'll make a lot of money. It's not like I'm breaking up with him. It's not like I'm going to stay in Connecticut when I'm finished with school. I'll move back here. I just want him to be happy for me," I say. I shed a few tears.
"Don't cry, baby girl" Dad says. I just shake my head. I get up, take my letter and put my jacket on. I grab my car keys and drive home; crying the whole way.
~Later That Night~
I'm in a deep sleep when I feel someone touch my shoulder. I jolt awake and see Brady sitting on my bed. Oh, now he comes to see me. I turn around to my other side, and pull the blanket over my head. The light suddenly turns on, and I squint at the sudden brightness. Brady comes into view and holds out my hearing aids. But I don't take them. I don't want to talk to him. He says something and I read his lips.
"Can you please let me talk?" I stare at him for a minute before giving in. I put my hearing aids in.
"You have two minutes," I say. He sighs.
"Alex the reason why I was upset last night, and at the whole you going to Yale thing, is because I'm afraid of losing you," he says. I, of course, think that this is the most rediculous thing that I have ever heard.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"I'm afraid that you'll forget all about me and fall in love with some other guy. I just don't want that to happen," he says.
"Brady, I'm not gonna forget about you. How could I? You're an amazing guy. I love you, and only you. Nothing is going to change that. Remember the imprint thing? We are meant to be together. We're soul mates. Are you really doubting the imprint?" I ask.
"Alex, you have a choice in who you want to be with. You can be with any other guy you want. I will always want you, only you. I don't see other girls the way I see you. So it's not like if you chose to be with someone else, that I'll be able to do the same," he says.
"I don't want to be with anyone but you. You have to get that through that thick head of yours. You don't have anything to worry about. I have to go to Yale," I say.
"And I'm happy for you. I am. I'll just have to get used to the idea of not seeing you every day, he says. I smile.
"We'll figure something out," I say, and kiss him.
A/N: What did you guys think? Please review!
~Gina