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CHAPTER 1

"Bell!" Her roommate, Kellan, shouted as he exited his room and into their living room, where Bella was sat, engrossed in her studies.

"What?" She couldn't keep the hint of annoyance out of her voice as she looked over at him. He was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist as he used another to dry his hair. To say he was fit would be an understatement. She raised an eyebrow. "What, couldn't find your clothes?"

Rolling his dark eyes, he replied, "I'm ordering take out. Want something?" He grabbed his phone from the kitchen counter and dropped down on the couch with a sigh.

"Yeah, just get me the usual." She turned back to her books after that, but her best friend had apparently no intention of letting her continue her studies. Figures.

"So, where's that boyfriend of yours?" Kellan asked after he had ordered their food, raising an eyebrow with an amused glint in his eyes, his lips tugging slightly upwards.

Bella scowled. "He was never my boyfriend. And I dumped him."

"Wow, I'm actually surprised it took you this long. He must've been good." he teased her, grinning.

This time, it was her time to roll her eyes. "Go find a girl to fuck and stop bothering me, Kell." That earned a laugh from him. Uncrossing her legs, she stood from where she had been sitting on the couch and stretched, the pencil that had been sitting behind her ear dropping to the floor. "What time is it?" A yawn escaped her lips.

"Eight thirty."

Her eyes widened. Already? But it was just four o'clock! A quick glance at her watch confirmed his words. "Damn," she muttered as she made her way to the bathroom. Upon entering, she walked over to her makeup kit and pulled out some make up remover. "What are you doing tonight?" she called out.

"Movie night?" She barely heard his muffled words. He'd gone into his bedroom.

"Sounds good." After having successfully removed all her makeup, she went into her own bedroom and grabbed her pyjamas, changing quickly. Just as she buttoned up the last button, her phone rang in the living room.

She heard footsteps and then the ringing stopped as Kellan's words floated to her, "Bella's phone?" There was a pause. "Of course...yeah, I'll go get her. Talk to you later, Charlie." Charlie? Why was he calling? Bella frowned. She hadn't forgotten a phone call, had she? Usually, they would talk every other week on the phone. "Bell, your dad wants to talk to you!" Did something happen back in Forks?

"Coming!" Grabbing her pillow, she made her way into the living room and grabbed the phone from him. "Dad? What's wrong?"

"Bells!" He didn't sound the least bit sad. On the contrary, he sounded the happiest he had in a long time. What was going on?

"Dad?" She let the confusion seep into her voice as she shifted the phone to her other ear, moving the books that was lying on the couch to the side so she could sit down. Meanwhile, Kellan was dressed and looking through their movie selection. "What's going on?"

"I'm getting married!"

Bella almost choked on her own spit. "What?!" She stared wide eyed at Kellan, who had dropped the films at her outburst and was now staring at her in confusion and curiosity. "Married?"

"Yes, this summer." She could tell he had a big smile on his face and she found her own making its way onto her face. She knew he and Sue had been dating for a while, starting about a year after Harry Clearwater died of a heart attack, but never had she imagined her dad would propose. "You'll be there, right?" he asked, almost as if he was unsure.

Bella froze. Would she? She'd left Forks about two years ago and never once had she looked back. She'd kept her promise to Jacob to call often. At least for a couple of months, until she stopped answering when he called. She knew it was rude. She knew she was being the worst friend ever, but how could she get a fresh start if she clung to the past? He'd stopped trying to call after a while, figuring it was a lost cause. That she was a lost cause. And that had been it, all her connections to Forks was through her father.

The memories of her time in Washington, the memories of them, still haunted her once in a while, but it had gotten better when she got out of the dreary little town. Could she really go back now? After two years? No, she had to. Her father was getting married, of course she had to! It wasn't about her.

"Bella?"

"Yeah, sorry, dad. Of course I'll be there." She forced a smile, even though he couldn't see it. "When should I come? Do you need help with the preparations?" She dreaded the answer, hoping he would say no. Of course, luck, as always, was not on her side.

"We'd really like that, Bells. The wedding isn't until August fifth, but I'd love for you to come earlier." She wanted to pull back, saying she wouldn't be able to come earlier, but she knew that would be a lie, and the hopeful tone in Charlie's voice quelled all thoughts of doubt.

"I'll be there as soon as the semester ends. Congratulations, Dad." They talked for a little while more before she could tell her father was getting increasingly awkward. He was never really good at long conversations. Or the emotional stuff.

After hanging up, she just sat there staring down at her phone.

"What was that all about?" Kellan took the seat next to her, having found the movie he was looking for and put it in.

"My dad...he's getting married." Wide eyed she looked up at the boy next to her. "He's actually getting married."

"That's great! Are you going?" A smile spread across his face.

"I have to, my dad's getting married in under four months!" She still had a hard time believing it. He had given her no warning. No mention of having plans to propose. How could he just ambush her with something like this?

"And you're not happy about it?" Kellan guessed.

She shook her head, "It's not that. It's just...I didn't know they were getting that serious. How-" She stopped herself. No, it was no time to dwell on it now. Instead, she looked over at him hopefully. "Would you come with me? To the wedding, I mean?"

Kellan raised an eyebrow. "You want me to come to the wedding? As your date?"

"Why not?"

He paused, as if thinking about it. "Well, I suppose I could do that. But just know, it's not a date." He winked and Bella laughed, ruffling his hair. They'd been best friends for nearly two years and Bella wouldn't have it any other way. He was the only one who could make her laugh for real anymore.

"Hey, it's not who you go with, but who you leave with, right?" She laughed and settled back on the couch, ready to watch yet another Disney marathon. Yes, it was both of their guilty pleasures.