You really don't need to here what I was going to say since you already know.

Edward's POV

Not talking to Bella was killing me, but I kept telling myself that it was for the best. With a little bit of time, she'll forget me and move on to someone who will be good for her; that wouldn't start changing her and cared about grades as much as she did. Someone like Mike.

I shook that bitter thought from my head and looked up to the board as I gridded my teeth. My eyes went to my right, seeing Emmett write with a smile on his face. The topic of the day is our biggest regret. A small sigh came out of my mouth as my brother flooded into my brain and I started writing before I talked myself out of it.

Iz,
I guess I should give you a heads up and let you know that this letter is not only extremely personal and difficult to write, but also serious. I know I haven't been very serious in any of my letters, but this one is different. Two years ago by brother committed suicide and my biggest regret is not noticing all the signs. Looking back, they were everywhere. He was depressed, and at the time none of us knew. He was quiet and moody, didn't want to do anything, very argumentative, didn't sleep or eat much, rarely smiled. But we all just thought that he was going through some weird phase. The biggest sign though, was when he gave me his autographed New Found Glory tshirt. He loved that thing more than like he loved our mom and he just gave it to me. I should have known then that something wasn't right, but instead I just took it and said "Cool, thanks man." I didn't even ask why he was giving it to me. Yeah, hands down that's my biggest regret.
Anthony.

PS, I hope our next topic is something fun. I hate being serious.

I blinked back a few tears and sucked in a breath, letting it out slow and shaky. I rested my head in my heads and gave myself a mental pep talk, telling me to pull my shit together and then stuffed the letter in the envelope before I tore it up and threw it away.

I had never been more thankful for a class to end in my life. Emmett and I both handed our letters to Armstrong as we left the class and walked into the hallway. Jasper was standing by our lockers, hand locked with Alice's as they both smiled at us.

"Bella looks so sad." Alice said as she frowned and looked over at Bella.

I sighed as I spun the lock on my locker and listened to my three best friends try to guilt me into talking to her. Once I told them the real reason why I quit talking to Bella they all took turns punching me and telling me that I'm an idiot. I shook my head as I tossed my notebook in and closed my locker.

"Yeah, if only she had someone to talk to." Emmett said sadly.

"God, will you guys just fucking drop it?" I growled.

"Edward, come on. You like her and obviously she likes you too. It's not like she's going to skip with you all the time, dude. And it's never killed anyone to skip a few times." Jasper said, trying to get through to me.

I shook my head. "Look, I know you guys are just trying to help, but seriously, I'm not in the mood to deal with this. Not you guys, not Bella, not anything."

I made the terrible mistake at looking over at Bella's locker. Mike, Angela, and Rosalie were all standing around her and talking, but Bella was zoned out, with a frown on her face. Rosalie nudged her lightly, giving her a weak smile and I watched as Bella faked a smile back and then looked down, becoming extremely interested in her shoes.

"Man, what crawled up your ass?" Alice asked as she placed her hands on her hips.

My eyes hardened without me even wanting them to as I looked at my three friends. "You wanna know?" I asked through gritted teeth. "I just wrote about my dead brother, so sorry I'm not exactly in a great mood." I spat.

Alice's face softened and she took a step towards me to pull me into a hug, but I put my hands up to stop her. I knew if she hugged me I wouldn't be able to keep myself together, and I refused to have some sort of breakdown at school.

"Can we just go to fucking P.E.?" I said to all of them.

I watched them all nod and tried to hide their sympathetic looks. I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, hating how they were all feeling sorry for Denali walked past us in the hall. The same girl that Emmett has hated since we were in sixth grade. I looked over at Emmett as he scoffed at her presence. When his eyes locked on mine, he smiled widely.

"Hey Tanya." Emmett called out.

Tanya turned around and Emmett flipped her off, making Tanya gasp and turn around walking away faster then she had already been. Emmett and I howled with laughter and exchanged a fist bump.

"That just turned my day right back around."

Bella's POV

When I read Anthony's letter, my heart broke into pieces. I had never felt so bad for someone before. I frowned as I looked down at my black sheet of paper. I knew what my biggest regret is, but someone it just didn't seem as big as his. I felt like I needed to offer some words of comfort or something to him, and although I wasn't sure what to say, I knew I needed to try.

Anthony,
I am so incredibly sorry about your brother. I know what it feels like to lose someone close to you by suicide, and it's the worst feeling in the world. But you should know that it's not your fault, not at all. When I had to go to counseling, my counselor said that it's statistically proven that 3/5 of people who have already made up their mind to commit suicide can't be talked out of it. I know that's not exactly the most comforting thought, but yeah. My biggest regret seems very petty now; because it's just that I regret not doing more to keep my family together. I feel like if I would have pushed for us to go to family therapy, or to spend more time together all of us would still be living in the same house. My mom keeps telling me that this was inevitable, but I don't believe that at all. I feel like all of us just gave up, and when someone needed to step up and make a move to keep us together, I just sat back and watched it all fall apart.
Iz.

PS, I like not being serious much more than this too.

I looked at Edward as him and Emmett stood at their lockers. My heart still started beating faster whenever I saw him, even though it's been a week since we've talked. I still haven't gotten an explanation, and in this course of the week I went from upset, to angry, to just confused. I wanted answers, and I was determined to get them.

"Rose, I see you tomorrow." I said as I closed my locker.

"Alright, bye Bella." She replied and started walking out to the parking lot.

"Bella, hurry up or we'll be later for practice." Angela said.

"No." I said as I shook my head. "You go ahead, I'll be there soon."

"Okay, I'll save our court." She said as she picked up her backpack and walked down the halls and towards the gym.

I took a deep breath and told myself that I could do this. Before giving it any more thought, I let my legs start to carry me down the hallway and stop by Edward. Emmett smiled at me, and then cleared his throat so Edward would turn around, and when he did a mix emotion was showing on his face.

"Nice to see you, Bella but I'm gonna get going. I'll see you later, Edward." Emmett said and walked away without a word.

"Uh." Edward said as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Edward, what is going on?" I asked much calmer then I felt.

"What, uh, what do you mean?"

I sighed. "Why are you avoiding me, did I do something?"

Edward opened his mouth but then closed it as he let his breath out. "Bella." He said softly. "We're so different, we just don't fit together."

"Does this have anything to do with what Angela said?"

"No." he said quickly. "Okay, maybe a little bit." He admitted after a brief staring contest.

"Edward." I whined as I shoved his shoulder. "How many times do I have to tell you that I don't care what anyone thinks about you and me?"

"I know." He sighed. "But I just feel like I'm changing you."

"Because I skipped a class? Big deal, this may be a shock to you, but it's not the first time and it won't be the last."

"Really?" he asked, clearly shocked.

I laughed lightly. "Yes, really. Look, you're not going to change me, and so what if you do? If I don't want to do something, then I won't, and if I do, then I will. It's really as simple as that."

"Well then I guess I owe you an apology."

"Yes, Mr. Cullen, you do." I said as I smiled up at him.

Edward's hand rested on my hips, pulling me into him and I grinned as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry for being an idiot." He said softly.

"It's okay." I said just as softly.

Edward's eyes were focused on mine as a slow smile appeared on his lips. He reached up and tucked a strand of my long blonde hair behind my ear, then rested his hand on my cheek.

"Bella, seriously, coach is gonna be pissed if you're late." Angela yelled through the mostly empty halls.

"I'll be right there." I said and she rolled her eyes, and took off running towards the courts again.

"I guess you should get going." Edward said.

I smiled up at him, as I got on my tip toes. Our faces were only centimeters apart, and Edward's warm breath made my skin tingle when it came in contact with my cheeks. I returned his smile and leaned in a little bit. Edward responded quickly and closed the gap, pressing his lips to mine and making my whole body go crazy with the feeling of butterflies.

Kissing Edward is by far, the greatest feeling in the world.

YAY!!!!!