Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Summary: Yes, we fell in love with each other. But then we broke up for good. We moved on for good. Our story had already reached 'The end'. But apparently it hadn't.

EPOV

"Can you increase the volume?" Jane asked Leah.

"C'mon girls... Is it really necessary to listen to this bullshit right now?" I said, "We are meeting after so many days. Can't we talk about something interesting?"

I was picking up my brother's teenage daughters from the school today, and well, they were interested in some stupid Fashion podcast!

"No... This is a very interesting one..." Leah said.

"No... Like seriously... When I got an opportunity to work with him, I tried to look for some of his pics and the way he dressed... I was like, man! He could carry any fucking thing! He was a fucking star in making and I wanted to be part of his journey..."

Wait...

Why did that voice sound so familiar?

Wait...

"Is that Isabella Swan?" I asked.

"You know her?" Jane asked with a surprise.

"Ummm... Yeah." I said.

Well... More than 'know' her!

"She was in my class back in high school," I said.

"What?" They both said at the same time.

"You know her as in you know her? Like... In person?" Jane said.

"Ummm yeah... What? Is she some big celebrity or something?" I chuckled.

"She is Jacob Black's stylist..." Leah said.

Okay?

So I guess being a stylist of one of the biggest Hollywood stars at the moment was a big deal based on their reaction?

"She has impeccable taste in styling... She completely changed Jacob's fashion..." Leah said, "She is so amazing!"

Okay?

"I see." I said.

"So are you still in touch with her?" Jane asked.

"Nope." I said. And I wouldn't want it otherwise!

"Damn!" She said with disappointment.

"I'm sorry for disappointing you..." I chuckled.

"Do you think any of your friends are still in contact with her?" Leah asked.

"I don't know..." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Damn..." she said, "I can't believe you were in the same class as the Isabella Swan!"

'The' Isabella Swan?

Okay, I guess I needed to google her!

No, there was no need for that!