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EDWARD POV

I watched Bella's hair fall into her eyes as she leaned over one of the cardboard boxes piled in my room, and write my name in capital letters. She drew a small heart beside it, and then sighed, looking up. She smiled at me. We were packing my things for Julliard, which I was leaving for in two days. Bella hadn't decided where she was going to school yet, so she was staying in Forks for the time being. Graduation had passed in a whirlwind of gowns, speeches, hugs, and tears, and it hadn't really sunk in yet that high school was over. No one was really surprised that Bella and I were technically dating, just a little more interested than usual. But to them, there was nothing particularly different except for us holding hands and kissing.
"I don't want you to goooo." She whined playfully, crawling across the bed and snuggling into my side.
"I don't want to leave you either.." I whispered.
"You'll come home for Christmas, right?" She asked, looking up at me with her gorgeous eyes.
"Of course. And call every night." I assured her, and she sighed again. Just then, Alice stormed past in the hallway.
"Mo-omm, have you seen my new mascara? It's not in my drawer!" She called in an annoyed voice, her footsteps fading. We both chuckled.
"Alice is going to have to stand in as my best friend." She teased. I rolled my eyes. "Just kidding."
"Well I just hope she doesn't try to stand in as your boyfriend." I chuckled. She laughed too, and stood up with a bounce, giving me her hand, and pulling me up. We were still best friends first and foremost, and lovers came after that. If anything ever happened to our new found status as boyfriend and girlfriend, nothing would stop us from being best friends. We were still six years old at heart. This point was proved as Bella suddenly bolted for the door and tried to beat me down the stairs. I jumped into action and tried to push in front of her, dashing as fast as I could. But she jumped the last few steps, and raised her hands in the air.
"HAH." She yelled, a satisfied smirk on her face.
"Oh stop." I said, going towards the front door.
"Don't mope Edward, I won fair and square." She said, skipping up behind me. It was summer in Forks, not blistering hot but warm enough so that we could be dressed in shorts and t-shirts.
In a way, I was a little scared to leave Forks. Of course, I had left it before, but not like this. I was leaving my house, my room, my best friend, my other friends, my school, and the town that I had grown up in my whole life. I was starting something new in a whole new place, beginning a whole new chapter of my life. It was like the feeling when your going down a steep hill on a roller-coaster, a little bit exciting and really scary. Three days could go by fast, and that was another one of my fears. That I wouldn't have enough time to say goodbye to everyone. Jasper and I were the only ones going off to college at the moment. Emmett, who had graduated almost two years ago now, still hadn't decided on what he was going to do, and was getting rather restless. Rosalie, and Bella were still deciding where they wanted to go and when. Jazz had left for the University of South California a week earlier, and now it was my turn. I had to say goodbye.
I returned myself to the present moment and drove to the grocery store with Bella babbling away in the passenger seat. She was telling a story about some cat in the news that had jumped off a ten story building and survived without a scratch. I was listening of course, I was always listening to Bella, but at the same time, my mind was somewhere else, fretting over last minute details. I realized that she had stopped talking, and looked down at her. She smiled.
"It's going to be okay, you know." She said, touching my cheek.
"I know. It's just going to be so hard to leave here." I said, looking out the window at the passing houses and shops.
"Forks won't be the same without it's musical prodigy." She chuckled, squeezing my hand.
"Stop that, I'm no where near a prodigy." I said, and she snorted as in disbelief. We reached the store and parked the car, before hopping out and grabbing a shopping cart. We were doing some shopping for my mother, who claimed she needed groceries immediately for the dinner she was making. We strolled leisurely through the aisles, Bella perched happily on the edge of the cart, and loaded the things from our list into it.

BELLA POV

I hopped off the edge of the cart and went around to where Edward was pushing it. I wrapped my arms around his middle from the back, and rested my head on his back. We walked clumsily and awkwardly like that down the rest of the aisles, enjoying each others warmth, before coming to the cashier. We payed quickly and dropped the groceries of at Edward's house, so that Esme could use them, before heading back to my place. Edward wanted to sort through my dad's photo albums, and pick some photos of us to take to Julliard. My dad had always been the camera freak, and so he had about 5 albums of the Masens, Hales and Swans through the years. I skipped through the door and headed in the direction of the living room, pulling Edward by the hand, and got down on my knees to reach underneath the coffee table, where my dad kept the albums. I hauled them out and set them down on the couch beside Edward, a small cloud of dust coming off them as they hit the cushions. I settled myself on the other side of Edward, snuggled into his side, as he picked up the first album. It was entitled "Us #1", and had a cover of faded flowers. We cracked it open, and were immediately laughing. The first picture was one of Emmett as a toddler, with his finger stuck up his nose. Our laughter subsided and we looked at the other pictures. There were some of Rosalie, the angelic looking baby with perfect bleach blond ringlets and big blue eyes. There were some of Alice, her dark hair and dark eyes staring at us from the pages. There were lots of Emmett, Jasper and Edward on their little league baseball team, and I pocketed the one of Edward smiling toothily at the camera. And then there was us. Babied dressed up in colorful pajamas, our fat little faces unhappy about something. Then we were toddlers, celebrating birthdays and sleeping on the floor. Edward added one of me smiling so hard my eyes were closed tightly and all my teeth were showing to his pile of keepers. We went through all the albums one by one, smiling at each page. There was one of all of us on Halloween when Edward and I were about 5. I was dressed as a princess, and so was Alice. Rosalie was a fairy, Jasper was a cowboy, Rosalie was a rock star, and Edward was a lion. As we went through the albums, we gradually got older. There was one of me and Edward on a camping trip when we were thirteen, smiling at the camera while walking on a pebbly beach. Too many to even list. And then there came the last album, which my dad had labelled "The Kids Graduation." We opened it and smiled. The first page was a large shot of me, Edward, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett and Alice with our arms around each other. Edward, me, Rose and Jazz were all wearing deep blue graduation robes, but since Alice still had one more year to go, she was dressed in a pretty evening dress. Emmett was dressed in a clean tux, having graduated almost two years ago now. We were all smiling brightly, looking happy.
"The best years of our life..." I murmured, stroking the glossy plastic over the photo.
"So far." Edward corrected me, his eyes also fixed on the page. We turned the page reluctantly and laughed and smiled some more. There were ones of us up on stage receiving our diplomas, chatting with other friends, and throwing our hats up in celebration. There was one of me, Rose, and Angela with red noses and teary eyes, smiles still on our faces. The was one of Edward, Emmett, Jazz, Mike and Tyler with their arms over each other, making funny faces. And the last one in the album was one of me and Edward. Edward had his arm around my shoulder tightly and I had mine around his waist. He was smiling into the camera's lens, his transfixing eyes mesmerizing me for a moment. I was looking up at him instead of at the camera, a smile on my face as well.
"I like this one." Edward whispered.
"Me too." I agreed. He slid it gently out of it's plastic case and placed it on top of his pile of photos.

My dad arrived home fairly soon, and found us on the couch, looking at the photos for a second time.
"Letter for you, Bells." He said tossing me an envelope. I removed my arm from around Edward so that I could tear it open and read it. I unfolded the paper inside, and my eyes began moving down the page.

Dear Bella,
I know we left each other on less than friendly terms, and I just wanted to say that I'm very sorry for that.
I feel terrible. But I'm writing this letter for a different reason. Phil and I are moving to Florida, and we own a
small apartment in a brand new building. We originally bought it for real estate reasons, but since we are leaving,
I can think of better uses to put it too. I remembered that Edward was going to Julliard this fall, and an idea hit me.
Why should he have to stay in those crappy dorm rooms when he could have his own apartment? It's only a couple
blocks away from the school, and would be so much more private and convenient. Since I already own it, there's no
need to pay rent, so he can focus entirely on school instead of getting a job. I have no problem paying for the heating
and electrical bills, in fact, it would be my pleasure. Please let him read this letter, and tell him he has absolutely
nothing to worry about. It's already fully furnished, it just needs a few personal touches, but I think he'll find
it quite nice. It has an excellent view. I have enclosed a key (and a spare if he ever needs one), and a card on
which he can find the address and room number. Everything he needs to know is on there.
Please know that I really really want to do this, so please don't refuse me. It makes me happy to help you guys out
as you start your new lives, and I just want him to feel secure and have things organized for when he arrives. I am proud
of him and proud of you. You are the best, smartest daughter anyone could ever ask for, and I which I had been there to
watch you grow up to be the wonderful young lady you are now.
Much love,
-Mom.

Edward, who had been reading over my shoulder, looked down at me in shock.
"Wow..." He whispered. I looked at the letter once more, pushed away the bad feelings about my relationship with my mother, and decided to be happy for Edward.
"Sheesh you haven't even left yet and you already have your own apartment..." I teased, poking him in the side. He tipped the envelope and made the keys fall into his hands. He twirled them around for a bit, silver and new, before pocketing them.
"That was really nice..." He said, still stunned.
"You okay?" I asked him.
"Just taking it all in." He answered, smiling.

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