All for you - Carlisle Cullen

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I was always the odd kid. The strange one who never had any friends and people tended to stay away from. Im not sure why. I kind of just skipped the whole 'making friends' stage. You see, people expected the worst from me. My mum died when i was little and my dad is a recovering alcoholic who doesn't really give a shit about anything but himself. I guess that created an image for myself, and people expected me to fail at everything I do. I mean im doing alright, but there's still time to fuck up.
Let me tell you about myself. Im clumsy, sarcastic, Akward, reckless and i attract all the wrong kinds of attention. Im possibly the worst human being you will ever have the misfortune to meet.

The bell rang loud and clear interrupting my not so uncommon thoughts. I grabbed my converse backpack from under the chair and slung it over my back.
'come on jane, you dont need to make a fool of yourself. You can make it out this class without people sniggering at you and you being forced to reply with something not so witty. You can do this'. Of course, i tripped up over my loose shoe lace. Luckily for me I didn't land on the ground. Unfortunately for me, it caused some amount of giggling to circle round the class.
"Oh god. Its like she does it on purpose sometimes" a girl in my class said in what i think was an attempt at whispering, but judging by the ripple of laughs that spread round the class, I wasn't the only one who heard. Being the bigger person that i am, i chose to ignore this comment. No point in causing an argument now, its last period. I went out the school gates and took the long and more familiar way home. Through the public gardens, which were pretty much the only thing i like about this town, across the muddy fields and following the cobble paths leading to my house - if you walked far enough. It took me about 40 minutes to get to my fathers house and as soon as i did, i heard a feeble voice coming from the kitchen.
"Hello darling. How was school?" It creaked
"hey grandma. Dad not around? And it was fine." I replied
"No he's at work."
"What's up? is everything okay?"
"Have you really forgot? Its your birthday. I am merely here to give you your present"

In the chaos of life, i forgot it was my birthday. Wow, thats a first. I've never really understood birthdays. Congratulations your even older. It doesnt make sense. I was turning 18 years old today. Officially an adult. Shite.
"No of course i didn't forget"
Complete bullshit jane
"And you didn't need to get me anything"
"Nonsense, this is a very important day. My little girl is an adult!" My gran said pinching my cheeks.
Oh dear lord

"Okay sit, sit this is something very important" she said basically shoving me. On the sofa.   "Okay, so i have been saving up for a very long time, with this gift in mind. Happy birthday my dear" she handed me a big, yellow envelope, i tore it open and my mouth almost dropped to the floor. Cars keys. House keys. And best of all. One plane ticket to....to forks.

"Gran, I, I don't know what to say. Thank you" I said tears pouring downy face
"This is the gift of a do-over. Take it, grab it and never let go my dear."
"Never"