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MPOV-
''No,'' Daddy said.
''Why not,'' I whined.
''You are too young, Micha,'' he sighed.
''Oh come on! You let Edward, Jasper,and Emmett go out when they where 14,'' I whimpered to him.
''Micha Maria Monica Cullen...that is all you and I have to say..good night,'' he said before slamming my door shut.
''Cut the cord, dad,'' I said before crying myself to sleep.
THE NEXT DAY-
''Your dad is so lame,'' my best friend Dana said.
Dana Genevieve Wilson was my nest friend. She was 17, and had russet skin. She had straight, shoulder-length, black hair, neat bangs, and big brown eyes. She was about 5'4. She has been my mest friend ever since kindergarten.
Today, we matched: We had on white camisoles, and blue jen capris. We also had on peach button up cardigans, but we turned them around so that now they where buttoned in the back. Our silky, long, black hair where in long, single French braids, and we had on peach flip flops. And purple berets.
''I know! He is so so lame! It's one little date! It is not like I'm gonna run away with the guy,'' I sighed as I ate my pizza.
''Tell him you are going out with Jacob no matter what,'' she smirked.
I could do that. I would do that. How hard could it be?
RPOV-
''So you can pick me up at seven,'' I told Emmett as I closed my locker.
Today I was wearing: blue jean capris, a pink V-neck t-shirt, and pink converses. My hair hung o\in natural waves, and I had on no make up...unless you count lip gloss and mascara.
''Great. See youtonight at eight,'' he smiled before kissing my cheek.
It's official! I am the luckiest girl in the world. I have a date with Emmett. James. Cullen!!!!! There is no girl that is as lucky as I am!!!
BPOV-
I ran into class so I would not be late. Which was a complete waste of energy because we had a sub that did not give a crap if we where late.
''Hey. Bella,'' Edward Cullen smiled as I sat next to him in the stool.
I looked cute today. I had on: blue jeans, a white, V- neck t-shirt that said ''Save Me From The Pixie''
''Hey,'' I smiled,'' so we didn't get to finish up our phone convo the other day.''
I faked a pout.
He laughed.
''Well I was wondering if you'd want to go see The Last Song with me,'' he smiled.
And it took all I had not to grab his face and start making out with him in the middle of the freakin' class room.
''Bella? Bella? Bella,'' I heard a voice asked, pulling me from my reverie.
''Yah,'' I asked as I looked up to see Edward looking at me curiously.
Gosh, he was gonna think I was a freak. A loser. A dork!
Okay...all of those are true...but only when I give in to Rosalie and Alice and let them play Bella Barbie.
''Sure,'' I smiled as I tried to be sexy and flirty.
I twirled a few locks of my curly, chestnut hair. I batted my eye lashes.
And I probably looked completely moronic, because I felt like an idiot!!!
APOV-
I danced up to Jasper and kissed his cheek.
''Yes, I'll go see Fury Vengeance with you,'' I smiled.
I had on: black skinny leg jean capris, a lime green, V-neck tee, and a matching black vest. I also had on really cute black, peep-toe pumps, and my hair was in it's usual, short, spiky black bob...but it had a skinny green head band in it.
''Great. I'll pick you up at seven thirty,'' he smiled before kissing my pale cheek.
''Okay. I'll see you later,'' I smiled before I turned to dance my way down the hall to gym.
MPOV-
Jacob had been acting weird. I mean..I knew that he had a temper sometimes....but what he said today took the cake.
Flashback to right after lunch:
''I'm sorry, Jacob. I can't go out with you,'' I said as I met him at his locker.
He slammed it shut and turned to face me.
''Oh. I see how it is,'' Jacob nodded.
''So you understand,'' I asked, relieved.
''Yeah. I understand that little miss Cullen over here thinks she's too good for me.''
That hurt me more than if I'd been slapped.
''I do not think that,'' I told him.
''Then why would you give me fake hope like that? Take my hope and crush it,'' he spat at me.
''I-I...it is not my fault,'' whispered.
''Ugh. Just don't talk to me,'' he said before walking out of the double doors at the school and walking into the parking lot.
I grabbed my own belongings and walked home, not caring that is was raining.
The first thing I did was grab my guitar and start strumming away
I don't know how many stars there are
Up in the heavenly sky
I only know my heaven it's here on earth
Each time you look into my eyes
The way you do, baby
Thank you, thank you, baby
My beautiful bird you have flown away
I held you too tight I can see
You're all I need to get by
No one else could make me cry
The way you do, baby
You are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing
Gonna sing it to you
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow
You'll change your mind, boy
Maybe tomorrow
You'll come back to my arms, boy
You're all I need to get by
No one else could make me cry
The way you do, baby
You are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing
Gonna sing it to you
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow
You'll change your mind, boy
Maybe tomorrow
You'll come back to my arms
You are the book that I read each day
You are the song that I sing
You are the four seasons of my life
But maybe tomorrow
You'll change your mind, boy
Maybe tomorrow
You'll come back to my arms
Baby I need you
Listen to me boy
I sat there for a minute as it sank in that after a few months I was already in love with Jacob...and he hated me now. I had to find a way to show him how I really felt.
And I was so deep in thought that it gave me a fright when my phone rang.
Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh
I leaped out of my bed and grabbed the phone.
''Hello,'' I asked.
''Micha? This is Esme,'' Esme said on the other end.
''Umm..Hi Esme. What's up,'' I asked worriedly.
Had she called to tell me off for breaking her son's heart? Was she furious at me? Did she think I was a horrid monster?
''It's Jacob,'' she said distressed.
No. No. Not my Jacob. Please...
''Micha? Micha,'' she asked as I had not responded for a minute or so.
''Esme,'' I croaked.,'' what happened to my Jacob?''
''He's in the hospital.''