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Chapter Fourteen: Late Birthday Gift

It's been months now since Renée and Phil were married. Kind of a weird, late birthday gift for me. But, I know she loves him. I can see it in her eyes, how they light up when she talks about him, whenever he's around. I was like that once.

I was ready to pop a new question on her now. No... not really a question. Just tell her. I was seventeen after all, a perfect age to be making decisions for myself. This wasn't something I'd decided on a whim, but had been planning for months now. Charlie being my partner in crime. It was close to Christmas. Phoenix was cool but I still had not seen any snow. Ever.

"Mom," I said, entering the kitchen directly after she hung up from Phil. He's close to the only person she talks to on the phone. Phil travels alot, He's been trying to get signed on a minor league baseball team. "I think it's time we had a little talk," I finished.

"You're not doing any drugs are you?"

"No."

"Sex?"

"No!"

"Then what?" I took a deep breath and tried to think of how exactly to say it.

"I know, Mom, that you really miss Phil. Staying with me has been really great of you, but... I want you to be happier." She looked confused. I sighed in an attempt to calm myself down. "What I'm trying to say is, I think you should be with Phil, travel with him. In the mean time, I'll spend some real quality time with Charlie, while keeping with my education. I want to move to Forks." Her face fell to the floor.

"Bella, you don't have to do this," she said. I knew she meant it, but in her eyes I could see something that made me think she wouldn't completely hate the idea. I shook my head and smiled widely.

"There's nothing you can say. I've already talked with Charlie," she seemed impressed. "He's gotten me registered a tthe highschool and he's gioing to help me get a car!" Renée opened her mouth to protest but I stopped her. "And, Mom, I've never had a Christmas with Dad, so Ithink I'd like to spendthis one with him." She was shocked. I could tell. If her eyes glazing over and her mouth hanging open wasn't sign enough, then I didn't know what was.

"Well... w-when were you planning on going?" she asked weakly. I smiled nervously.

"I've got tickets for tomorrow..." She seemed to be choking on the air she was breathing. I put my hands on her shoulders to dteady her. "Look Mom, I know how much you wan't to be with Phil. And, I haven't really ever lived with Charlie. So... I really think this is for the best."

"Bella, you don't have to do this," she said for the thousandth time. Mom had accepted my offer. We were saying our final goodbyes at the airport.

"I want to go, Mom." That wasn't a complete lie. I did want Mom to be happy with Phil, but living with Charlie was sure to be awkward

Then, there was another part of me, way in the back of my head that wanted to go just to see the Cullens. Over the past two... almost three years I had forgotten the kind vampires who'd become my best and only friends. When the idea first came to me, it was fueled by the chance to see Edward.

I dreamt of him endlessy. Playing in the snow with him, going to school with him, being close to him. It wasn't long before I grew back into myneed for him and realized how much I really loved him.

I grew anxious on the ride to Seattle. The entire time I thought of him. If he had moved, if he was angry at me, if he even liked me at all the same way. I never got to hear an answer from him the day I left.

I'd often thought, in that summer that felt like forever ago, that I wasn't good enough for him. He was like some pagan god of beauty, and I was the albino from Phoenix.

In the airport I pulled on my new boots and a thick, long jacket, early Christmas gifts from Renée. I wondered what the other Forks kids would think of me when I showed up. Maybe I'd be lucky and make non-vampire friends? But, when I thought of it, I wouldn't really consider that lucky. I very much valued my vampires.

I honestly couldn't remember any of the other kids I'd met. Only the Cullens (who could hardly be considered kids.)

That was mostly whatI thought about on the plane ride to Port Angeles. That, and how nice my new winter attire was.

Charlie was waiting, on time as usual, when I got off the plane. We found ourselves in an awkward hug in an uncomfortable silence. He helped me carry my suitcases out into the cruiser and we were on our way to Forks. I was all too aware of the snow piled on banks on either side of the highway and the slush on the pavement.

I began to wonder what we would talk about for the next hour. Then, to my surprise, Charlie started up the conversation.

"So Bells, do you know what you want for Christmas?" My stomach lurched. Christmas was a week away. I had bought him a sports book before leaving but wasn't expecting anything in return.

"You don't have to get me anything, Dad,"I found myself saying. "Letting me live with you is great, and if the offer's still open, I'll gladly take anyhelp with my car fund." No way am I going to school in this every morning.

A goofy smile crept onto his lips. "You were always welcome to stay with me, Bella." I smiled and felt tears creeping to my eyes.

"Thanks Dad." The rest of the car ride was spent in near silence.

When we pulled into the driveway I saw a big, truck sitting in a bed of snow. It was a faded red and one of those solid iron affairs, something that could demolish another car and be left unscathed.

"Who's here?" I asked Charlie as we climbed out.

"Merry Christmas!" He yelled happily. It was strange tosee this outburst of emotion from him. "This is my gift to you!" I stared at the old truck with my mouth hanging open.

"Seriously?" I ran over to it, my excitement was clearly visible. "I love it! But... It looks pretty old. I really don't know that much about cars..."

Charlied leaned against the bulbous hood. "I think it was new in the late fifties... but Billy Black bought it in the eighties. He and his son have done a lot of work on it, it practically runs like new!"

"I love it, thank you so much." I really didn't know what else to say, so we went inside.

Charlie and I ate dinner, something he had concocted in a few minutes. I went upstairs and proceeded to unpack my clothes. When that was finished I wasn't exactly sure what to do with myself. I grabbed my bag of bathroom necessities and took an early shower. I stood underneath the hot water, wanting to jump into my truck and find Edward. I wanted to knowif he wasstill here. I wanted to see him.

Even if there were only a few days left before the vacation, I was going to school. If I stayed home alone I would go mad.

I hopped down the stairs in the pajamas I'd had since I was fourteen. Short pink pants and a holey Doors t-shirt. I kissed Charlie on the cheek and wished him a goodnight.

"Oh, I was going to go to school tomorrow,"I added at the bottom of the stairs. He turned to me curiously.

"Are you sure? There's only a couple of days left to school." I smiled and nodded, then bounced up the stairs. My anxiety for the next day was what kept me from crying myself to sleep.

I woke up unusually early and jumped out of bed. I pulled on dark jeans and a red and grey striped shirt. I fixed my haystack of hair into neat, wavy curls that fell over my shoulders.

I stumbled down the stairs, catching myself with the railing. I blushed that my clumsiness hadn't changed since the last time I'd been there. Charlie was waiting in the kitchen. When he heard me he'd poured out a bowl of cereal.

"Thanks," I murmured, taking my seat. We ate in silence. I thought mostly of the Cullen family, but was too nervous to ask about them. After coming all this way I didn't want to find out too soon that they weren't even here. I wouldn't know what to do. Charlie left and I waited until after I heard the car pull down the road to begin cleaning up after breakfast. It was still insanely early to be leaving for school but I couldn't wait around anymore.

I pulled on my boots and coat, grabbed my new keys and headed outside. I used to ice scraper to push off the large hat of snow which had accumulated, and scraped the ice off the windshield. The deafening roar as I turned the key made me yelp and jump, sending my heart into over drive.

Finding the school wasn't too hard in a small town. It was a strange grouping of small buildings. Each one with a large number painted on the side. There were a scattered few other students there already, none recognizable.

I decided to not waste all of my time in the truck and went into a building marked 'Main Office.'

After distracting the secretary from her Harlequin romance she was very helpful in giving me a class list and a map of the school, along with telling me the easiest routes from one class to the next. I went back to the truck to get my bags and books. It was then I noticed that the lot was almost completely filled up, still no one recognizable.

The bell rang as soon as I'd gotten my things and I slowly found my way to my first class. The friends I'd made throughout the day helped me get from class to class and I tried to keep looking for the Cullens as inconspicuously as possible. I didn't want to get my hopes up and then have them raped, murdered and thrown into a ditch right before my eyes. I was starting to believe that none of them were here. That maybe we'd only had just the summer, that one glorious summer.

I was led to the cafeteria by a girl Iwas sure I had met on that summer, but after telling me her name so many times I still forgot. Walking into the cafeteria included eyes training themselves onto me. I swallowed a nervous lump and followed... Jessica? to our table. My eyes fixed on my hands and lap. All of Jess's friends around us began chatting away. I wanted so badly to look around, but at the same time was too scared of being disappointed.

The conversations hushed abruptly at the same time and I looked up to see anyone staring at someone standing behind me.

"Bella," I heard a melodious voice say. My heart beat went into a frenzy. I immediately stood up and turned around shakily to look into the golden eyes of...

"Edward," I murmured before he firmly pressed his lips to mine in a passionate kiss.

All my little plans and schemes,
lost like some forgotten dreams,
seems that all I really was doing
was waiting for you.

Just like little girls and boys,
playing with their little toys.
Seems like all they really were doing
was waiting for love.

Don't need to be alone,
no need to be alone.
It's real love, it's real.
Yes it's real love, it's real.

A/N:) next chapter is Edward's P.O.V. again, and... then it's back to Bella's theres still looots left to the story! I hope you like it. There will be no sadness for a while now.

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(My brother just stuckhis feet inmy face and I nearlyyelled out EDWARRRD:S)