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A/N-Happy New Year everyone! The response already to this story has been above my wildest expectations! I hope you continue to enjoy the story. If you haven't read 'Til I see you again I highly recommend it. If you don't you won't understand some of what's going on. I'm looking forward to hearing your thoughts and thanks again for reading! Enjoy and of course REVIEW!
Things had been going great between Edward and I over the past weeks, we weren't fighting, we weren't worrying about the Volturi or Victoria, life for us was just about enjoying each other. It was a nice change of pace.
Mike was recovering well and would be returning to school shortly although a little worse for wear, he was still in a number of casts but he could speak now that his jaw had healed and he was able walk with the assistance of a cane. Thankfully he couldn't remember anything of the attack so it looked as if Edward and Jacob wouldn't have to worry about Charlie knocking at their doors. Jacob was still being his usual stubborn self, he was cordial to me when he had to be but he still was admittedly against my turning. Our friendship was strained to say the least but right now I had a bigger problem to contend with, one that had plagued me since the last night of the bet between Edward and I. I was outnumbered two to one but I wasn't going to give up without a fight.
"No, absolutely not. I refuse." I argued, my hand almost slamming onto the small round cafeteria table. It was no use however; you just can't win against Alice.
"It doesn't matter what you want, you've put it off long enough. Be ready. I'm picking you up at nine in the morning." she sang as she got up to dump her uneaten tray of mystery meat into the garbage.
I turned to Edward begging for mercy but he just chuckled.
"I'm sorry; love, but this time I have to agree with Alice. Your closet is barren. You really do need to get some clothing although I like the idea of the alternative." He teased wiggling his eyebrows. I smacked his shoulder.
"I know I thought she was going to have a brain hemorrhage when she saw it the other day but you know how much I hate to shop Edward, especially with her, can't we postpone it another week or more?" I pleaded.
"I wish you could but unfortunately Alice is booked for the next few weeks." He frowned. "Family obligations." he huffed under his breath. I was about to ask him what he meant but he never gave me the chance instead grabbing our trays and discarding them.
When he returned he carefully took my hand and kissed it lightly leading me down the hallway toward our next class.
"You know I hate to leave you this evening." He whispered as we stood outside his locker. He gently placed his hand beneath my neck and rubbed his thumb against my cheek.
"Then don't go." I pleaded only half teasing. He gave me one of his sad crooked grins.
"I'll be back soon enough." He tried to sound convincing. "It's getting harder for me to stay away. I miss this too much." He leaned in and gave me a light peck on the lips but ended up with me running my hands through his hair. I wasn't until the bell rang and a man's voice coughed that we parted.
Mr. Mason was frowning as he lectured us about public displays of affection on school grounds. He acted like he was doing us a favor by letting us off with a warning. Edward played along assuring him it would never happen again and he reluctantly dismissed us to our class.
The rest of the day seemed to pass in a blur. Edward was gone before I was ready and I spent most of the night alone in my room trying not to think of him.
I woke up too early the next morning and frowned at the thought that this was only Saturday and he would be gone another entire day. I wearily made my way downstairs; Charlie was already sitting at the table grumbling over the sports section of the newspaper. He eagerly looked up at me when I entered the room.
"Morning Bells." he mumbled excitedly.
"Morning, do you want some breakfast?" I asked but it was mixed in with a yawn.
"No thanks, I'm about to head out. I wanted to talk to you first though." He kind of smiled.
I was worried; if my dad wanted to talk it was usually about something that I didn't want to hear. I shivered as I thought about the day a few weeks ago when he believed Edward had been in my room and tried to give me "the talk". I almost died of embarrassment; Edward however got a good laugh. Stupid vampire.
"What about?" I stuttered pouring milk over my favorite cereal.
"Well… Mr. Watson the postman came most have come by this morning." he grinned.
"That's odd, did Mom's package come?" I asked excited taking a big bite from my spoon and wiping the milk from my chin. My mom had sent me something while she was in Europe and I was still waiting for it to arrive. She emailed me practically every day to see if I'd received it yet but Mr. Watson our old cranky mail carrier would only gripe at me when I asked him about it. He didn't like me much and I was actually a little surprised that he would deliver the mail so early on a Saturday especially when he normally didn't make it to our street until noon.
"Nope," he smiled again handing me a letter. "But maybe this tide you over" he winked.
The outside of the letter was addressed to me via the University of Alaska SE. I grabbed the letter and tried to steady my trembling hands as I opened the sealed flap. I took a huge breath and read.
"I got in…" My eyes widened in shock. "I actually got in." I smiled. I was exceedingly happy that my plans were coming together so easily. I had already talked with Carlisle who again assured me that if when I was ready he would change me.
"Good for you kiddo, I'm proud of you." Charlie smiled giving me an awkward hug. "I'm sure you'll get plenty of more acceptances too. You and Edwin should go out and celebrate." Dad smirked as he got up from the table and pushed his chair in.
"Ha ha dad, funny, you should really be nicer to him, besides I'm going shopping with Alice, although that's more of a jail sentence than a celebration." I murmured quietly to myself and picked up the other pieces of mail on the table and sorting through them looking for any bills that would need to be paid soon.
That's where I found it, behind the gas bill. The small white envelope. The one with only my name printed on it. No return address. No postage. I split the top of the lip with my fingers and pulled out the plain white sheet of paper. It only had three little words printed on it but it was enough to send my world spiraling out of control.
I'm watching you