Author's Note: So my dad fixed my broken water pump that left me with no heat. I am so a daddy's girl when I want to be, even at twenty-one. He is my current hero with the still freezing weather. So I don't know if anyone else is having issues with going back to school, but I sure am. It's been problem after problem this semester and it's only the second day back for me. Anyway, this chapter switches back to Bella with a little overlay from the previous chapter. I know some of you really wanted to hear what was going on in Bella's mind when she learned the complete truth behind the imprinting. Personally I think she's a riot. Thank you all so much for the reviews. I was glad to hear that Sam's POV was so well taken by you all.

DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer, along with Little, Brown and Company, owns all the rights to the Twilight Saga. I own nothing and profit nothing from this story. Actually I lose time and energy I should be spending on my Master's homework.

We were kissing, and it was amazing. It was everything that I could have hoped for. He tasted so good and I knew he knew exactly what he was doing. I'd wanted to kiss him since the bar-b-que when I saw his full lips. Everything was perfect until my mind got away from me. I'm kissing the bronze god. I'm kissing Sam. I'm kissing someone not Edward. I'm kissing someone else's soul mate. That last thought pulled me short. I pulled away from Sam embarrassed by my actions.

"Stop," I panted. "We can't, you can't."

"Yes, we can," He said trying to pull me back to him. I wanted to so badly. But he already had a soul mate and it wasn't me. He'd just finished telling me that. I envied that stupid girl. She didn't know what she was missing out on. That was the most amazing kiss I'd ever experienced. If I could just have one more to remember it by.

"No. What about your imprint?" He laughed a bit stopping when he noticed the glare I was shooting me.

"Bella, don't you see, there's no other girl." What the hell is he talking about? No other girl? Did he lie to me. I don't think Sam would do that.

"What?" I asked confused. "You said you imprinted." Of course there was a girl. We'd just discussed her. How could he forget his soul mate so easily? Maybe she wasn't really it. Maybe he was mistaken and I could have him.

"I did. I imprinted at Billy's bar-b-que, where the only girl there that I'd never seen since phasing, was you." What does that mean? What does that mean? Is he saying what I think he's saying? Oh dear God, please say that it is.

"What?" I said in a tiny voice.

"Bella, I imprinted on you. You're my soul mate. You're the only one I want. You're the one I'd wait until my dying breath for."

"What?" It just seemed too good to be true. How could the bronze god in front of me belong to me… forever? Surely I was unworthy of him.

"Bella, say something else, please." What did he really expect? I mean the man just told me that he was my soul mate. I think I deserved a few minutes to process it. I needed to make sure before I really go my hopes up.

"Me?" He sighed frustrated.

"Yes, you," he said gently. He looked like he was afraid I might break.

"Oh my," I said looking back out the window. What did this mean now? Will we be a couple? Does he really want me or was it that wolfie thing. Oh God, how would I compare to Leah, the bronze goddess herself. Why would he ever want me after having Leah for so many years? Sam is a man, and I'm sure Leah knew how to please him well. I have absolutely no experience in that department. Hell, that kiss a minute ago was the furthest I've ever gone. I couldn't be who he would really want. After a minute of my inner rambling I quickly looked back at him. "Really, I mean, me? I'm nothing special. I've seen Leah, she's gorgeous, why would you want me over her?"

"You really don't see yourself correctly. You are the most beautiful person I've ever seen. And Leah was great, I admit that, but there were certain things that never really clicked with us. I click completely with you. I want you. No, that's not right. I need you, Bella." It was real. He needed me, just like I knew I needed him. That's why I fought so hard against Edward to see Sam. I was just too stupid to see it.

"So I'm the stupid girl?" He smiled at me.

"I already told you that she wasn't stupid. You were just indecisive. I mean you still spent all that time with me. I'm sure that the leech wasn't happy about it and you still did."

"He hated it, but he knew I wouldn't give up my friendship with you, so he put up with it." He simply nodded. I looked at Sam for a few minutes trying to figure why I never saw it before. I always thought and earned for Sam even when I was with Edward. I felt bad about, and I was sure as hell glad Edward couldn't read my mind. But really Sam was my soul mate; of course I would think of him and want to be with him. I wasn't a bad girlfriend after all. I could see Sam start to bounce his leg nervously.

"So…what are you thinking?" I didn't see the point in lying; I didn't have to do that with Sam.

"I'm thinking I don't feel so awful for always thinking about you when I was with Edward. It wasn't really my fault, and I wasn't such a bad girlfriend after all. I was just the girlfriend of the wrong guy." He looked apprehensive of my answer, but I could still see the hope gleaming in his eyes.

"So you're okay with this, with me imprinting on you?" That was a stupid question.

"Yes, I more than okay with it. I'm relieved. I don't have to give you up. And I don't have to give my life up to be happy."

"No, you don't. I would never ask you to something like that. You can have a complete life, with anything you want to happen. If I'm able, I'll give you anything you want. Just ask." I wanted a family and a lifetime of love, but at the moment there was just one thing on my mind.

"There is one thing…" I said smiling.

"What's that, Bella?"

"Kiss me," I breathed out. Sam smiled broadly.

"Happily."

So we spent the next hour just making out. It was a new experience that I looked forward to doing again and again. It started to get late and even though I knew we still had much to talk about, I left for my house. Charlie would be worried about where I was and probably starving or burning down the house without me. I had to work the following day but we agreed that I would come over to his house for a homemade dinner, so that we could just talk in private.

Work was work. Slow, boring, and annoying. Well, work wasn't so much annoying as Mike Newton was. It was a long shift, since I'd gotten off for my disaster of a birthday. By four-thirty I was watching the clock tick. It seemed to go backward, but it could have just been me. Mike didn't seem bothered by it. Why would he when his shift ended two and half hours ago, and yet there he stood right next to me yammering away.

"So I heard a rumor…" He said. I didn't take my eyes off the clock as I rolled them.

"You should never listen to a word you hear in this town, Mike."

"Well, that's why I wanted to confirm it true or not with you." I sighed as the clock hit four thirty-two.

"Why would I be able to tell you?"

"Because it was about you." Great.

"And what was that?" I said losing my patience. People in Forks had way too much time to gossip.

"That you and Edward broke up." I turned quickly to look at him.

"What?"

"I heard that the two of you ended it. Rumor has that the Cullen's might even being moving." Surely someone would have mentioned that to me, someone not Mike Newton, but someone with the last name Cullen or Hale.

"Where did you hear that?"

"My mom heard from Mrs. Stanley, who heard it from Mrs. Tennyson. You know she's a nurse at the hospital. That's were it originated." Of course Mrs. Stanley and Mrs. Newton would be in the loop. "Well?"

"We broke up, but I haven't heard anything about them moving."

"Great!" he exclaimed before slapping his hand over his mouth. "I mean, sorry to hear that. Maybe we can go to a movie tonight to cheer you up. Your pick."

"I have plans tonight, Mike. And I don't need cheering up."

"You don't?" I knew this would happen. Everyone would assume that Edward Cullen, god of Forks, would wise up and dump plain Bella Swan. Even when we were dating I didn't understand why he would have chosen me, so why would anyone else. There assumptions held sufficient ground. I wasn't sure what would possess the powers that be that controlled imprinting to make me Sam's soul mate either. But this time I wouldn't question it. I would take him and run, hoping those same powers never smartened up. "Bella?" What did he ask again? I was too lost in my own thoughts. Oh yeah, cheering up.

"No, Mike, I don't because I was the one that did the breaking up. It was my decision and I'm happy with it, so no, I don't need cheering up.

"Oh, wow, okay. That's cool. What about tomorrow?" I often wondered if Mike was dropped on his head as a baby.

"Mike, I don't want to go out. Plus, aren't you with Jessica right now?" I never could keep up with the two of them.

"We broke up last week. I figured the two newly singles could hang."

"Thanks, but I'll being doing my hanging down in La Push with my other friends."

"Did you break up with Edward for one of those res kids?" he asked disbelieving.

"I broke up with Edward because we no longer saw eye to eye on some important matters. Plus, the feelings just weren't there like they used to be. We weren't meant to be, and I ended before we could kid ourselves any longer. And if I start dating someone it's none of your business. The people I know on the res are some of the best, kindest, most caring people I've ever met. So I would appreciate it you didn't talk in such a tone about them again in my presence, preferably at all."

"I didn't mean to offend you, Bella. I just thought you could do better, is all. Isn't one of those kids like fourteen?"

"He's fifteen. And he's not who I would possibly date. He's my best friend. He doesn't act his age; he's been through stuff that's matured him."

"Alright, okay. Sorry I asked. I'll just get out of your hair. See you at school Monday."

"Yeah, bye."

I really hoped that would be the end of Mike Newton trying to ask me out. That conversation had wasted another fifteen minutes, so only thirteen more left. At five o'clock on the dot, I drove home. I ran up stairs to change out of my work clothes. I went back downstairs to fix Charlie a plate. He came in as I was warming up his leftovers that I was feeding him.

"Hey, Bells. What's got you all dressed up?" I looked down at my dark wash jeans and blue blouse.

"I'm not dressed up."

"Yeah, okay. Did Alice pick it out?" It was sad that even my father knew that my pixie friend was the reason I ever looked especially nice.

"She picked them out at the store, but I picked them out of my closet all on my own like a big girl."

"Okay, okay. You just look nicer than normal, I was curious. What's with only one plate? You going over to the Cullen's?"

"No, Dad, I'm going down to La Push." He raised both eyebrows.

"Oh, really?"

"Yep," I said wanting to get to Sam's.

"Sit down for second and talk to me." I sat waiting for him to speak. After giving him ahead nod, he continued. "I heard that the Cullen's were thinking of moving."

"Yeah I heard that too, today."

"You don't know for certain?"

"Nope, I only heard from Mike at work."

"Edwin did tell you."

"It's Edward, and you know that. I broke up with him last night. It's not a big deal. But now I am sort of out of the loop with what that family does in the future."

"You broke up with him?" Charlie barely choked out.

"Yes, I did. Is it really that hard to believe?"

"No, well, yeah. I mean I thought you were pretty serious with him."

"I was, but I realized that it wasn't meant to be."

"Well," he cleared his throat, "that's good. Good for you, Bells."

"Thanks, Dad."

"So does this mean you'll maybe give Jacob a shot?"

"No, Dad! I won't. I think of Jacob as a little brother, my best friend."

"Oh, well, a father can hope. What about Sam? You don't think of him as an older brother, do you?"

"Um, well, no. He's a…friend." I didn't want to count my chickens before they hatched. Sam was still my friend as far as I knew. A friend I kissed for an hour, but a friend nonetheless. I wasn't going to assume we were together and have it bite me in the butt later.

"Good to know. He seems like a pretty good guy, at least according to Billy. The old man can't say enough good things about Sam."

"Yeah, Sam's a really great guy."

"Is that who you're going to see by any chance?"

"Yes, Dad, it is. Do you have a problem with that?"

"Nope, not all. Have fun. What are you doing sitting here with your old man?"

"I'm not too sure. Thanks, Dad," I said rolling my eyes. The man was an enigma sometimes.

I grabbed my wristlet and skipped my way to the truck. Hopefully my answered questions would be answered and I'd know if Sam and I were in fact a couple. On the ride I thought about how it might look pretty bad if I broke up with Edward and got a new boyfriend literally the next day. After a moment of consideration, I decided to hell with anyone that judged me. I didn't want to miss another minute with my soul mate, my Sam.

Author's Note: I just wanted to say thank you again for all the reviews. I am only a few away from 500 and this is only the thirteenth chapter. It took 23 chapters to hit that mark on one of my other stories. I love my readers and reviewers. You make this one of my favorite stories to write. Thanks!! So let me know if you want the Cullen's to really leave Forks, or do you want them to stay. I have a few ideas floating around in my head, but this is as far as my outline goes, so I am open to suggestions.