Author's note: I'm really not sure if anyone is even reading this, but I guess I'll keep writing. Reviews would be helpful if you are reading it. Just so I know that all of my work isn't in vain…lol…oh and in case you forgot I don't own anything…seriously if I owned Edward I'd be waaaaaaay too busy to write!

BPOV

The slow and steady beeping of my alarm shakes me from my deep sleep. It's always these first morning moments that I hate the most. They steal the night from me and with it the only time I will ever have with him; those times in my dreams that still seem so real. Sometimes they're so real that I can feel him next to me. I can feel his fingers, hard and cool, brushing down my cheeks. I can still smell his sweet breath as his lips swiftly yet gently brush across my forehead. The same way they did every night after he thought I was asleep. I would give anything to have those nights back; to wake up next to him just one last time; to have one last chance to stare into those deep golden eyes and live in the absolutely perfect bliss that he brought into my life. These are just the silly dreams of a silly girl though. He has long since forgotten about me and I must go on because he asked me to. Besides today is my first day of college…

"Oh God" I groan as I pull myself from the warm cocoon that my blankets have made on my bed

The first day of anything is always the worst. My mind drifts back to my first day at Forks High…the first day that I saw him…

I force myself back into reality; promising myself that this first day will be different. It's college after all. I'm definitely not the only new girl and there definitely won't be any gorgeous brooding vampires who have a near uncontrollable thirst for my blood sitting next to me in biology. No today would be plain, simple, and dull…like every day of the rest of my life would be.

At least my classes would be interesting. Spanish, Statistics (okay, so that wouldn't be interesting), World History, and since I had tested out of freshman English, an entire class dedicated to the works of Jane Austen. Maybe college wouldn't be so bad after all. I had decided to double major in English and History. Mainly because I thought two majors would keep me busy and the busier I was the less time I would have to dwell on him. Although, if I was being completely honest, I decided on history because I was desperate for things that would remind me he was real. Maybe learning about the time periods he and his family had lived through would help me keep his memory alive. Maybe it would keep him from being that shadow of a dream that he threatened to become. Maybe, although I doubted they had a class on the 'history of your vampire ex-boyfriend'. This was college though and you really never know…

I had to hurry and get ready or I'd be late for statistics. I threw on some jeans, a plain blue t-shirt, and headed into the living room to grab my books. It was then that I noticed that my living room window was slightly open, the blinds pulled up.

Odd I don't remember ever opening it and I closed the blinds before I went to bed. At least I thought I did…God Bella you really are losing it.

I slammed the window shut, locking it, and closed the blinds. Then I practically ran out of my apartment. I didn't want to be late on my first day.

My day passed slowly. I had statistics and Spanish with Angela, Jessica, and Mike. It was already beginning to feel like high school all over again. Angela still sweet and soft spoken as ever, Mike was still loud and obnoxious, and Jessica still followed him like a small lost puppy. She even had those dopey puppy eyes when she looked at him. I was beginning to feel as if I had never left Forks…

I walked into my last class, World history, secretly happy to be away from everybody for once. I needed to be alone for a while; away from their unintentional reminders of my past. This classroom was different than the others. Instead of individual desks it was crammed with several rows of long tables. I chose a seat on the very end in the very back of the room; hoping to avoid contact with the other people that slowly filed into the room. I was silently celebrating the successful completion of my mission to hermit myself in the back when a deep melodic voice broke my concentration.

"Is this seat taken?" asked the almost familiar voice

Bella just breathe, calm down. The voice is too deep, it's not right…you know it isn't him. Damnit just look up and see that it isn't him!

"N..n..no" I stammered out as I slowly raised my head up and examined a nearly familiar chin and a pair of lips that we're just slightly off. My eyes shot up to inspect a head hair that was both too short and too brown and yet infused with a subtle copper color that I knew all too well. I took in an entire face that was almost complete in it's perfection and yet its features were all just slightly askew. It was if someone had taken the face from my dreams and moved everything just a fraction of an inch off. Not enough to make me forget him and yet just enough to make me realize that this definitely was not him. Finally my eyes settled on a pair of shocking emerald green eyes.

"Hi, I'm Anthony" the eyes smiled at me, dancing as he spoke. No sign of darkness or brooding in them.

"Bella" I managed to choke out still having to remind myself to breathe. This had to be some sort of cruel evil joke; a horrid reminder. Perhaps Victoria was behind this. Maybe she figures she can kill me with a simple heart attack, thus satisfying her need for vengeance. I wanted to run quickly out of this class room and immediately drop the class and yet as I looked into those smiling green eyes, the strangest thing happened.

My heart, the one I would have sworn was dead, suddenly thudded to life…