Forever And Always

Chapter 2

Bella P.O.V

Thanks to a program to help handicap adolescents down at the Washington State University I can actually study for my carrier as a book publisher. Alice found out about this program few weeks later after the boys left for collage the first time. I applied, took a test and passed. I've been studying there for fours years now and it's not that far from home.

I first I thought it was going to be hard because of being blind and not having the right type of necessary education, but, it's easier than I thought. Edward was actually happy that I was going to collage, at least for five hours to also fulfil my dream.

"Here you go, sweety." Mrs. Reed, my teacher, helps me get to Edward's car. Every day, since I started she helped me get to my mom's car or Esme's or who ever is picking me up. "You did good today, I'm proud."

"Thank you." I smiled.

"Who's picking you up today?" She asked me.

"Edward, Esme's son. He's my boyfriend."

"Bella!" I hear Edward. "Sorry, traffic."

"Are you Edward?" Mrs. Reed asks him.

"Yeah."

"Hey," I smile. I reach out and find his hand.

"Take good care of her, Son, she's really special," Mrs. Reed says to him.

"Always do."

~~~~ During The Drive Home ~~~~

"So, do you like collage life?" He asked me as we drove home to get his luggage and the rest of the group.

"It's good." I answered. "I mean is not like a normal collage life but it's similar and easy."

His hand takes mine. "I'm glad."

"Yeah." I nodded. "Mrs. Reed told me about this program at the Seattle Industrial Publishing, INC. They help you handicap writers that wish to be part of the world of Literature. She said they might be interested on me."

"Seattle?" He asked. "So, leaving Forks?"

Oh. I actually thought leaving the small town of Forks and start living in Seattle, but never thought of what could Edward think.

"You don't like the idea?" I asked.

He sighs and says, "I was thinking about leaving Forks after we graduated."

"But... Seattle wasn't your idea?" I ask.

"Maybe."

"We still have time to decided, you know?" I say. "It can be either Seattle or wherever."

"Chicago is not that bad," he says.

"Expect Chicago."

"Why not?" He asked. I don't answer but seems he gets the memo. "Alright, not Chicago. New York? No, I hate traffic as well as Los Angeles."

"Las Vegas? No, last time we were there the weather was horribly hot and they say that in winter gets fucking cold. Arizona? Maybe."

"Seattle?" He asked. "Perfect not too cold, not too hot. Rain which we love, cloudy and quiet."

"Seattle? Not so far from home and place where we can get a great job."

"Seattle it is, baby." He kissed my hand. "Just ten more months and it's all over."

"Thank, God!" I cheer, pulling my hands in the air, hitting them against the ruff of the car.

He puts music on the radio and turns the volume full up.