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Chapter 2: A Fresh Start

Edward's pov

The same sad eyes looked back at me in the mirror that had been there for the
last three years. When you're a vampire, if something makes an impact on
your life, it doesn't change easily. For me that something was Bella. And
the way things were looking right now it was never going to change. These
tragic gold eyes will be looking at me for eternity. But as long as I knew she
was out there, happy, I could live.

I straightened my tie and walked into the bathroom. We had been living here
in Canada ever since we left Forks, and today was the wedding of one of
Carlisle's friends from the hospital he worked at.

Every day just blends together, with a few scattered events to hold my
attention enough to keep track of one day from the rest. Today had potential
to be one of the more memorable ones, but I could just end up watching people
get drunk and dance awkwardly with relatives they barely know.

I bit my tongue, as if it could stop these thoughts from running through my
mind. I could blame the way I felt about weddings on the fact that I could see
the bride smile like everything was perfect even though her mind kept
wandering to the fact that she was sleeping with the groom's own brother. Or
that the groom's thoughts were based more on lust rather than true love for
his wife. But I knew it wasn't true. The real reason I resented weddings was
because those people weren't nearly as happy and in love as Bella and me
used to be. I still wished that it would someday be me and her up at the
alter.

I shook these thoughts away as fast as I could. 'That's selfish of you.
That will never happen because you never deserved the love she gave you.
She's much happier without you.' I told myself.

Despite my efforts my selfish mind started to wander again. 'Maybe I can
visit her..just to see how she's doing…'

"Stop it!" I scolded myself, this time out loud.

"Edward?" a cheerful voice drifted into the bathroom from the hall. It
was Alice. Of course, these days she wasn't nearly as happy as she once was.
There were times when she looked almost as sad as me. She really missed Bella.
But there was no way we could go back to Forks. The name of the town that held
my happiest memories made me wince.

"Yes, Alice. I'm coming." I replied coldly.

"Okay!" she chirped. I looked over towards the door, knowing something
was going on. These past few weeks Alice had been back to her cheerful self. I
hadn't thought anything of it, but this morning she seemed so excited about
something. Had she seen something that would happen at the wedding? Why
wouldn't she tell me about it? I sighed without bothering to read her mind
and find out for myself. It was probably nothing that would interest me.

But now as I thought about it Alice had been thinking about Bella a lot
lately. In fact, she had been thinking about seeing her a lot. Almost as much
as I did. Almost.

I would have to talk to her about this.

Bella's pov

I stared intently out the window of the small plane even though the gray
clouds were far from even being vaguely interesting. It was just a way to keep
from looking at the guy a few seats away that kept shamelessly checking me
out. He was pretty cute, he had tousled chocolate brown hair that he kept
shaking out of his eyes, sparkling blue eyes, and gleaming white teeth that he
flashed at the flight attendants, causing them to stumble as they walked.
Basically every woman on the plane was staring at him, willing him to look
their way.

I rolled my eyes. I had a weird feeling he was the kind of guy that knew he
had the attention of every woman in a room and used it to his full advantage.
A complete player.

As the plane began to descend he casually strolled towards me, ignoring the
seatbelts on sign, and sat down in the empty seat beside me.

"Hey, I'm Chris" he said to me.

"I'm Bella." I replied with no interest in continuing the conversation.

"You're going to a wedding" he said. I gave him a look and he
continued, "I saw the invitation in your hand when you walked on the plane.
I'm going too. I'm the groom's nephew."

"Oh." I said coldly but it didn't stop him. "Yeah, so, do you want to
go together? As my date?"

It took me be complete surprise since I just started talking to this guy. Or
he started talking to me. But I thought about this for a minute. This guy was
cute. I knew he was probably a jerk but maybe I was wrong. I really did need
to try to start moving on with my life.

"Okay." I responded. "You're sure it's the same wedding?" I
asked

"Yeah." he replied "And even if it isn't your family can't be much
worse than mine." he grinned at me and I smiled in return.

Maybe this could finally make me forget all about Edward. A fresh start.

I smiled again as I looked over at Chris.

hope you like it!

Sara