(Bella's POV)

I was sharply awoken by my alarm clock. I groaned and rolled over. 6 in the morning. Then I remembered what today was. The day I left. Without a single goodbye. I sighed and climbed out of bed. Hurriedly I got dressed, grabbed my bags, and walked downstairs. From the cabinets I pulled out a poptart. Then I walked outside, letting the window blow my hair. I called a cab and he soon arrived. Putting my bags in his trunk, I told him my destination.

So I left. Without a single goodbye.

I was already standing at the baggage claim in Arizona. It was 9 a.m. and I had barely had anything to eat since I left Forks. I stared at the rotating machine, waiting until my bag appeared. Then my grey suitcase appeared with my matching tote. I walked forward and grabbed the bags. Before I could pulled it off though, someone else had grabbed it.

"Excuse me, but that's my…." I stopped when I saw who it was.

"Evan! I'm so glad to see you!" I hugged him immediately. He stumbled backwards, almost falling.

"I'm sorry! Oh, we better get my bags." He stared at me silently before he busted out laughing. I quickly joined him. Together we pulled my bags off and onto the floor. I carried my tote while he pulled my suitcase.

"So where is everyone?" I asked as we walked.

"They're at the club."

"What? They didn't even want to come greet me? How rude." Then I thought about it. "Wait, are you guys planning a surprise party for me?" He looked away sheepishly and nodded. I giggled.

"Well then I guess we better hurry up." We left the airport and drove to the club.

Outside

The lights were all off outside as well as inside. There were only a few cars out front in the parking lot. Evan pulled me towards the front door and whispered to me.

"Remember, act surprised."

"Gotcha." I gave him a thumbs up, letting him know I was ready. He unlocked the door and let me inside. It was pitch black inside.

"Wow, this place looks abandoned." I said. Walking forward, I turned the lights on. All of a sudden everyone jumped out of their hiding spots.

"Welcome home Bella!" The people yelled. I jumped back in surprise and bumped into Evan. He caught me before I could fall.

"Wow, this is amazing you guys." The whole club was packed with friends and frequent customers. Hanging from the ceiling were streamers and a welcome home banner. On the bar was two different cakes as well as three giant bowls of chips. Four tubs of ice cream were also there. A punch bowl was farther down along with an uncountable amount of 2 liters.

"Bella!" Came a familiar voice. I instantly turned in it's direction.

"Jessica! I missed you so much!" We hugged each other tightly.

"I missed you too Bella. You have no idea how much trouble it's been to keep this place open."

"Was it that barren without me here?" I asked.

"Are you kidding me? It was that busy! We had more people than ever to come here and support the club while you were away. Everyone wanted to make sure the place was spectacular until you got back. They helped with the decorations too." A huge smile overcame my face and I could tell it wasn't going away anytime soon.

"Thank you everyone!" I shouted out, cupping my mouth for extra effect. The crow replied with a loud 'your welcome.'

"Bella, you've got to come see the cakes that Randy made. They look amazing." Jessica dragged me behind the bar so I could look. Both were large with white icing. Only one said welcome home in different colored icings. The other said Happy birthday with the same design. The welcome home cake had balloons and party hats designed on the sides. Whereas mine had musical notes and a cassette. Someone came up behind me and grabbed my shoulders.

"So what do you think squirt?" Randy asked.

"They look fabulous. I bet they'll taste even better."

"Why don't we test that theory?" He suggested, holding up a knife. I smiled and cut the cake. After putting the first piece on a plate, Jessica stopped me.

"That's all. Let us do the rest."

"But Jessica…." I started.

"Don't even try it. Now take your piece of cake and relax. You probably have jet lag."

"I do actually."

"Exactly why you should let me do it. We don't need you falling asleep and cutting yourself or someone else. Once everyone's eaten, we'll take you home. For now, have fun." She smiled before turning and starting to cute. I smiled and grabbed my piece of cake. I spotted Evan and walked towards him.

"You aren't getting a piece of cake?" I asked him, noticing his bare hands.

"No, I don't really want any."

"Oh. Well has anything happened while I was away?"

"Actually yeah. This came in the mail yesterday." From his pocket he pulled out a folded envelope and handed it to me. Unfolding it, I noticed who it was from.

"Julliard." I whispered. Ripping the paper, I read the letter.

Dear Ms. Swan,

We are pleased to announce that you have been accepted to be a student at the Julliard school of Performing Arts. Due to your unusual predicament, we have decided you will not begin until the beginning of the new year. You presence will be needed the day before for your orientation. We also ask that until then you send us weekly videos of your performances.

Thank you,

Director Jenson

P.S. We have arranged it so where you can visit frequently to your home in Arizona.

"Wow. I wouldn't have thought they'd got to all that trouble." I muttered.

"I know, but you're worth it. Congratulations." Evan smiled and gave me a slight hug.

"Thanks. This is amazing. Not just the Julliard thing either. All of it."

"I knew you would like it."

I'm glad I came back.

Ok, now I realize it's like humongously shorter than the others but this was the best I could think of. Thanks for reading. I'm going to update one more chapter today and then you guys will just have to wait until tomorrow or Tuesday. After that, probably Sunday. I make no promises. Please review!