"The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved." -- Victor Hugo

The hours I spent with Jacob really knowing it was him made me happy. Happier than I can remember. It became hard to to go home at night, I would hide my tears for until I made it safely in the house, in the comfort of my bedroom. We spent that weekend together,at his house with Leah and Seth. I don't remember a time in that two days were I wasn't smiling. I could tell Aunt Rose and Uncle Em grew suspicious with me claiming to spend every waking moment of free time at "the library" but they never called me out on it, something my parents would have done in a heartbeat. We caught up on everything, though he did most of the talking. I felt that it would be better to show him all that he missed out on my life, as I find words to describe it to it's fullest. Whenever I would show him me leaving my friends when we would move to new place I could see he got sad. Pam Brown once said "Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away - and leaves behind only silence." And that is exactly how I explained it to Jacob when I showed him us leaving Forks for the first time. His eyes started to water and I removed my hand from his face. He smiled at me, showing me he was fine and me placed my hand back to his cheek. He closed his eyes. This sweet moment was interrupted by the vibration of Jacob's back pocket. His eyes opened and he retrieved his phone.

"Hello?"

"Jake. . ." The female voice on the other end said. Jake looked at me then stood and walked into the other room. I strained my ears to hear what he was saying, I could still here the female voice as well. She sounded. . .distressed.

"Yes?"

"So I was going through a box, a box of the stuff you gave me. I found that locket."

"What locket?"

"The locket you gave me when on our second anniversary." Second anniversary? I never thought highschool relationships lasted one year, Let alone two.

"Oh. . ." His voice trailed off

"Well I never told you this, but I wsa never able to open that locket. I was to embaressed to ask you to help me."

"I don't see where this is going." Jake's voice was harsh.

"I opened it today, for the first time. On one side was a picture of that we took in that photobooth at the mall. The other side had a little quote engraved into it. Jake, do you remember what the quote said?" She laughed slightly when she talked about the mall, but her voice cracked when she asked him if he remembered."

"No."

"It said 'You've entered my heart, and you'll be here forever.'" I could hear the female start to cry. "You lied."

"Sara, I-" She cut him off

"My mom once told me 'Don't waste your time loving someone who isn't willing to love you.' But It's hard to tell your mind to stop loving someone, when you're heart still does."

"Stop with love quotes Sara please."

"That's all I can think of to say to you right now. The only thing I can tell you right now is love quotes and that you lied."

Leah looked at me as if to say "I'm sorry." Seth didn't even look at me, he just looked at the floor. It's hard to have a privite conversation in a house filled with people with supersonic hearing. This isn't what I'm used to. The girl who's dating your prince charming in the movies is mean. She's always mean. She never cries, she gets even. Sara isn't your typical mean girl, and I don't know how to handle this situation. I feel uncomfortable, I shouldn't be here while Jake is having such a private moment with his. . .girlfriend. The term got under my skin, but as much as I didn't want to admit it, Sara was still Jake's girlfriend.

I stood up and Leah and Seth looked at me with worried expresions. "It's getting late. I should go. Tell Jacob that I'll see him...um, later." I walked out the door.

Movies don't have non-mean mean girls. I'm starting to think that life isn't as much like a movie as I thought.