The last two weeks of school I sat at a lunch table by myself.

Any reminder of Blaine brought a mental picture of him and that girl at prom.

Blaine would come to my window and tap on it every night, but over the summer, he came less and less—stopping altogether, eventually.

Then September came. School started again, but I stayed away from Blaine. I sat by myself at lunch, occasionally accompanied by Alice.

"We're leaving soon after Bella's birthday, but don't tell her anything. She doesn't know
we're leaving," she told me, setting her prop lunch on the table.

"When's Bella's birthday?" I asked, pretending to sound indifferent.

"Next week." She sat in the chair next to me.

"Poor Bella. She's going to miss Edward. I know true love when I see it, and he's going to
break her heart," I remarked.

"I know," Alice said, tapping her head, "But it's a lot worse than you can imagine it. I'm
shielding the devastating results from Edward, because he's gonna crack, too. I haven't seen that, but it's inevitable."

Alice looked back at Edward and Blaine, then back at me.

"I know true love when I see it, too," she said. "You're killing him—breaking him from the inside. If you don't forgive him before we go, there could be nasty consequences. I'm already
seeing visions of both of your futures. They aren't pretty."

"Forget it," I told her. "I'm staying with Mom. I made my mind up on prom night."

"You don't have to come—just forgiving him will have drastic effects on the future." Alice looked slightly worried.

"I'll think about it."

"Well, think quick, because we only have a week-and-a-half." With that, she got up and
disposed of her prop-lunch.

I spent almost all night trying to think of what our futures would be like, then debating whether or not to—oh, heck with it, I knew I was going to forgive him.

"Hey," Alice said as she sat down. "So what have you decided?"

"Well, I've decided that if I don't forgive Blaine, he's going to commit vampire suicide," I told her. "I forgive him."

"Great!" A huge smile lit up her face. "Then come and sit with us!" Before I could say anything, she grabbed my hand and pulled me over to their table—and Blaine.

"Hey," I said quietly.

"Hey," he replied.

"Sorry about prom night… and ignoring you all summer."

"It's okay," he said as I sat down next to him. He put an arm around my waist. "I really missed you, Em."

I turned to him and gave him a hug.

"Harper! Taylor!" Talk about déjà vu! "We have the same rules this year as we did last year—break it up!"

Sorry I'm going too fast. I just wanted to put my stuff in a short, easy to read format. :) Plus, I'm not one for BIG detail, so that's why it's mostly conversation. I've been working on my writing though, with a great book by Gail Carson Levine--"Writing Magic". :) PLEASE review! :)