Chapter 2:
Working at a bookstore isn't quite a challenge; it's more of an annoyance. I always have people asking me where to find books and who wrote this and what this person wrote. I can never just find peace at work. That's something I do envy of Jake. He is his own boss, he takes orders from himself. I am just about the lowest of low on the totem pole of my work. Finding books and working at a cash register. Yet again, I don't really need this job; it's more of a hobby than a necessity. As I doze off behind the tope counter top, a girl comes up to my register.
"Are you open?" she asks, an inquisitive curve in her brow. I nod my head and blink a few times to snap myself out of it.
"Uh, yeah. Sorry." I grab the books from the girl's hands and begin to scan the first one.
"Bella? Bella Swan?" she asks. I look up. The girl does look relatively familiar in a strange kind of way. Her hair is slightly below her shoulders and she has a pair of brown framed glasses. She smiles and realization hits.
"Angela Weber!" I cry. We both giggle as I continue to scan her books. "Gosh, Angela! I haven't seen you in so long! Tell me what's going on!" I inquire.
"Well, I'm actually Angela Cheney now…" a cutesy, playful smile breaks across her face. Cheney? OH!
"You married Ben!" I cry.
"And we have two little boys, too! Oh, Bella, I just couldn't be happier!" a joyous smile dominates her mouth and I return a similar one back. "Yes, but how about you? I am guessing you and Edward Cullen settled nicely. You two do make a great couple." A twinge of pain shoots through every part of my body at the mention of his name. I feel tears immediately begin to fall from my eyes and roll down my cheeks. "Oh, God, Bella. I'm sorry, I didn't know…" Angela tries. I shake my head.
"No, no, no. It's not you, it's me," I manage to say through my sobs. There's a moment of silence. "He, uh, left; ten years ago."
"Yes, I remember but so did you! You never came back. I figured you'd gone with the Cullens…" I shake my head again.
"No. I transferred to be with my Quileute friends at the Rez school. I didn't want to be reminded of him again," I choke out. Angela displays a sympathetic smile. "But do you remember Jacob? Jacob Black?" I continue. Angela thinks for a moment.
"Oh! Yes! He used to come visit you when you went to Forks High!" Angela recalls. I nod my head.
"Well, I'm married to him now. I am just so happy!" I say. Suddenly any mention of sadness is gone and I am all smiles. Angela smiles widely. "We have a little boyl." My smile turns warm with Angela's
"Well, I am just so happy for you!" she says sweetly. "Well, I'd better go. I've got some more errands to run, unfortunately!" I laugh.
"Well, keep in touch! If you're ever near the Reservation, hit me up. I would love some company!" Angela leans across the counter and gives me a hug.
"And don't worry about that Cullen guy. He left you. Any guy would be stupid to leave a girl like you behind," she whispers into my ear. I try desperately not to cry as I hand her the bag of books she bought and wave goodbye. Once Angela is out the door, I run to the staff bathroom and sob.