Okay everyone! This is the first chapter. Thank you to all who have reviewed so far, it means a lot to me. Just to forewarn you, I am a bit of a slow writer, so I will do my best to get the chapters up. This story will also be written in Bella's point of view.

And also, this will be co-authored by my dear friend xBohemianRaphosdyx.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story.

Flight

Finally, I've been waiting for this vacation for a long time.

I placed my final item of clothing in the suitcase and zipped it shut before pulling it off the bed, proceeding to drop it on my foot.

I yelped in pain and hopped on one foot for a few seconds before plopping down on the bed, rubbing my foot.

"Great, this is the perfect way to start this vacation," I mumbled as I massaged my foot.

"Stupid suitcase..." I said to myself.

After 6 years of college, working at the local coffee shop, and with the help of my parents, I have my first vacation since I was in high school.

Sun, beach and relaxation is all I'm looking forward to this up coming week.

No school.

No work.

Peace.

Sighing to myself, I glanced at my nearby clock and swore quietly under my breath at what time it is.

Quickly, I dragged my luggage out to the front room of my apartment and put on my jacket for the slightly chilly weather here in Seattle.

"Okay. Keys, luggage, ticket..." I recited the list out loud, making sure I had everything with me.

Once I made sure I was all set, I headed out the door, looking up behind me.

"I should probably take the elevator. It would save me the risk of possibly breaking a bone if not killing myself by falling down the stairs."

Once reaching the outside of my building, I froze in shock instead of heading to my beat up old truck.

"Hey Bella! Ready to go? Come on, we should probably hit the road."

Jacob Black.

What the hell is he talking about!

"Bella?"

I shook myself before answering him.

"Jake, what are you doing here? What do you mean we should probably get going?"

"We don't want to miss that plane now, do we? I can't wait to hit the beach," he said in an enthusiastic voice, eyes glowing in excitement.

"Um, Jake, I don't know how you found out I was leaving for this trip today, though, I can take a good guess at that being Charlie," at this, he nodded, " and second, do you even have a ticket? Or a place to stay?"

He looked down at his feet, blushing slightly and I felt a little bit guilty.

"Well, no, I don't have a ticket. I figured I could get a last minute ticket. As for the place to stay, I was hoping I could stay with you."

At this he blushed more, not meeting my eyes.

I sighed looking down at the ground as well.

I've known Jake since we were kids and knew that he had developed a crush on me over the past few years. The thing is, I don't have the same feelings for him as he does me.

Lately, it seems like he's been trying everything he can to get together with me as more than just friends.

It's not going so well for him.

"Jake, I know you may want to come with me, but, really, I would like to go on this vacation alone," I said looking back up at him.

He glanced up at me when I spoke before looking back at the ground, nodding softly, a little sadly.

"Oh...okay."

I sighed softly before leaving my luggage where it was and walked up to him and giving him a hug.

"Jake, I know you care about me, and I care about you too, just not in that way. Please, understand?"

I felt him nod against my shoulder as he hugged me back.

"I'm sorry Bella. I just always thought that there was some chance that you'd want to be with me as more than a friend. If I would have known, I would have saved myself a lot a trouble trying to get you to come with me on a date," he said with a small chuckle which made me laugh as well.

We pulled back from our hug before I went over to grab my bags.

"Can I at least give you a ride?"

I turned back to him and smiled.

"Yeah, sure, that'd be great. But, we better leave now if I'm going to want to make that plane."

A few minutes of struggling with my luggage, we were on the road.

We made conversation, talking about what was going on in our lives.

"So, how's the shop working out for you?"

Jake smiled as he kept his eyes on the road.

"It's going great. I just love fixing up those old cars. And, I do get a nice pay, if I must say," he said with a laugh before asking me the most dreaded question that people have been asking me lately.

"So, any recent suitors that have come to your door Miss Swan?"

I turned my head to look out the window while groaning out loud.

Jake sensed my dilemma.

"Bella?"

I sighed before answering the question.

"Yeah, there was one guy. His name was Mike. We went out for a few months. Nothing big," I said before looking out the window again.

Jake knew I was holding back from telling him something and probed me for answers.

"And?"

I blushed slightly in embarrassment at the last time I spoke to Mike.

"I decided I wanted to break up with him one night, but, on that same night, he had asked me out to dinner. I figured I would give him one last date before I ended it."

"Why did you want to end it," Jake asked.

"He never seemed to hold my interest. Yeah, we would talk about things, but, it was mostly school and sports."

Jake nodded his head as he mad a turn.

"Go on," he said.

"Well, he told me to dress nice, though, he didn't tell me where we were going. It wasn't until later that I would find out that him telling me to dress up could have been equivalent to wearing cowboy boots and a cowboy hat."

Jake turned his head to me with a shocked expression that also looked like he was holding back his laughter.

"So, there I was, eating dinner in a fancy dress where people were square dancing and loud music was playing. I was begging for the night to end."

At this point, Jake was laughing loudly.

"When he asked if I wanted dessert, I said no, hoping to get the whole thing over with quicker. I told him I had something to tell him just as he said he had something to tell me. I figured, with what had happened so far that night that he was going to break up with me first. I didn't mind at all. It would be done then. I let him go first and next thing I knew, he was down on one knee, crunching in the shells of peanuts on the floor."

Jake was full out laughing now, and I was afraid I would have to take over the steering if he didn't stop.

"I was in complete shock at what he did. The ring he had didn't even look like there was a stone in it, it was so small. I told him to get up and told him that I wasn't going to marry him, that I had planed on breaking up with him.

"He seemed to think that I was in love with him and that we were, as he put it, 'meant to be'. I could only stare at him in shock before saying goodbye and leaving. He tried calling me a few times after that, but, I never returned his calls. Eventually, he stopped all together."

By the time I was done talking, Jake was wiping tears away from his eyes and his face was flush.

"God Bella, I think that story will be enough to get me through for the rest of the week."

I glared at him before sticking my tongue out at him as we pulled into the airport.

"Thanks for the ride Jake. I guess I'll see you in a week then."

We hugged once more before I went in.

Thirty four minutes later, I was on my plane, getting comfortable in my seat just as the pilot was announcing our departure.

Closing my eyes, I felt my body relax and succumb to sleep.

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