Part 8

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I'm on my way to Jacobs' house. He has a small little red house and a tiny bedroom. His friends are there a lot too. Whenever I go there I kind of feel like an intruder. Like I'm stealing Jacob away. His friends are nice enough . They look just like him. Handsome, tan skin, black hair. When I go I try to just like stay out of his and his friends way. I don't want to push my luck. He's my only friend so far. Although he seems to want to be more than friends. Me and Edward are becoming better friends too. We hang out after school every Wednesday and Friday. I really like him. He really likes me, I think. All of my feelings are spinning around in my head. I can't sort anything out. I like him but I also really like him. They're both so different. Edward is more quiet and shy but also highly noticeable. Jacob is more brave and loud, he just grabs your attention. That's what I like about Jacob. But Edward is also like a breath of fresh air. All the boys in high school are so standoffish, well every boy except him. I don't want to make my own choices I want to be five years old again, and have everyone tell me what to do. Life was so much easier not making choices for yourself. I mean I guess I'd be happy with both. But that's not what I want, I want to find the one, my soulmate, my one true love. I mean that's what life is all about, right? I want get married, have kids and just be happy all the time. I wish it was just one of those easy choices, like water or milk? But that's not my life and it never has been. It probably never will be too.

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