SUPER ESSENTIAL: I changed my username back to dayjune. Not xXDayJuneXx, but DayJune. I did this because I noticed the declining number of reviews for each chapter, and began feeling paranoid, thinking that maybe it was a result of people not realizing I changed my username. It may very well be a result of my chapters being less and less... good, for lack of a better word, but I'm not taking any chances. I'm excluding the "x"s because they're freaking complicated. Okay. Cool? Good.

I hope you enjoy :)

"Ugh, why is my life so hard?" I muttered.

Emma and Sophie stared at me like I was crazy.

"Yes, your life must be so hard. You have the best boyfriend a girl can possibly have, and he's taking you out today to a picnic. Must be difficult being you," said Sophie sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"Don't be mean. I actually do have a lot on my mind right now," I defended.

"Like what?" asked Emma skeptically.

"I think I'm in love with Edward Cullen," I blurted out.

Their jaws dropped in perfect unison. I laughed.

"You're laughing?" asked Sophie incredulously.

"You guys look funny," I said immaturely.

Emma sighed before demanding, "Spill. What happened? We thought Edward was a jerk!"

"Well, the other day, he came up to me and apologized, giving me this whole speech on how he loved me and how he regretted ever hurting me. I felt really... warm and fuzzy inside when he did," I said, thinking back to the moment. "I don't know if I would say 'in love'. That was an exaggeration, but in all seriousness, I think I may be harboring a slight... crush on him at the moment," I confessed, biting my lower lip, deep in thought.

"But... Jacob!" pointed out Sophie. "He'll be so upset if you ever broke up with him."

"Who said I was going to break up with him?"

"Well, you're not going to date both of them... right?" said Sophie confusedly.

"Of course not! I just don't know if I'll ever go out with Edward. I feel like this little crush I have on him might be the result of his little monologue yesterday night. He does have a way with words," I said dreamily.

"Wow, Bella, you've got it bad. You never get this... gooey over a boy," Sophie said, wrinkling her buttony nose a little.

"No," I insisted. "Sure, I'm attracted to him, but how can I forgive him after all that he's done to me! Besides, you're right. Jacob would be heartbroken if we broke up. Plus, we were together for a while, and cutting off ties with him now because of another boy would seem so terrible."

"Look, Bella. I'm all for consistency in a relationship, but even more than that, I want your relationship with Jacob to be real. And I have a feeling that you and Edward will make a great couple, reconcile and all. Jacob can find someone else. Quite honestly, I think that you and Jacob are just too... comfortable around one another. And not in a romantic way. You guys act like you're best buds or something. Like two friends just chilling out, you know? I think you need more," Emma insisted.

"But..."

"No buts," Sophie cut in firmly.

"Wouldn't you be upset? I mean, you did go out with him at a point," I mentioned.

"I'm completely over him. Besides, who am I to get in the way of true love?" Sophie replied.

"I just... I can't break up with Jacob, guys. I wish that this could be easier, but it can't. I need to make a decision, and I can't seem to. I feel like, at this point, my choice really defines a lot. If I left Jacob, could I possibly feel happy?" I questioned aloud.

"Come on, Bella. It's just your college boyfriend. Not the biggest deal ever," Emma laughed.

"I know, I know," I muttered. "But I still feel like a split-second decision would really mess up things big time. I need to think more."

And think I did. I considered all afternoon as my friends went out to the mall, and thought before falling asleep.

Jacob made me feel comfortable and loved. He was a huge ray of sunshine perpetually shining down on me. His smile lit up my day, and the way he acted around me made me feel cared for. He was a perfect guy, and could I actually bear hurting him?

Meanwhile, Edward was this enigmatic, charming man who I knew since high school. I couldn't imagine not being with him. While he wasn't the sun that kept me alive during the day, he was the beautiful, shimmering moon that made the night sky twinkle. He was so unreachable, yet he wanted me. How could I deny him?

It was weird. Just a week ago, I hadn't thought of him once. Then, yesterday, I was rude to him. Now, I was contemplating whether or not I should get back together with him. Life was weird like that.

A knock sounded from the door. I got up and lazily padded over to it. When I peeked through the peephole, I caught sight of Jacob waving at me, a wide grin on his face. I smiled and popped the door open. Jacob picked me up and twirled me around, letting out noises of exultation as he did so. Clearly, he was in a good mood.

"Hey, Jacob. What's got you feeling so happy?" I asked, my voice muffled as he continued spinning me around.

He set me down, turned to me, and announced, "I'm just so happy to see you, Bellsie!"

I growled at the nickname, and he held his hands up in surrender. "I'm so glad to see you're as feminine and sweet as ever," he joked, chuckling a little as he shook his head side to side.

"Oh, be quiet. Look, Jacob, let's talk," I said in a stern tone, fearing he would take it as a joke.

His face grew somber and he nodded. "Sure, why don't we sit on your couch?"

I agreed, so we plopped down, each holding a cup of water. "What do you need to tell me?"

"How long do you suppose we'll be together?" I asked him, awaiting his answer almost eagerly.

"3 years," he replied bluntly.

"Really?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes, why? Do you expect differently," he said with a smirk.

"Well, Jacob, here's the dilemma," I began.

Jacob's face fell at the indication of bad news.

"Do you remember Edward?" I asked him.

"Edward?" He looked confused.

"You know... the guy who used to be my boyfriend who cheated on me..." I hinted.

His face lit up in recognition. "Oh! That guy! So, what about him?"

"Yeah, so I saw him the other day. He actually attends this school," I revealed.

Jacob's face fell. "Are you leaving me for him?"

"I'm not going to sugarcoat this. The truth is- I don't know. When I saw him, I felt something. It might have been negative, but I'm almost sure it was... love. And I don't want to mislead you if that is the case, so I feel like it's best if we cut this short before you get hurt worse. I am not- and I repeat, not- going to flee to him, kiss him, and tell him it's all okay. I'm not stupid, contrary to popular belief. But I'm going to mull some thoughts over, talk to him again, and possibly- and I say this term with much uncertainty- start a new relationship with him again," I finished.

Jacob's face twisted into anger. "Bella, he hurt you so badly, you stumbled blindly into the woods. I was the one who helped you find home again. When you were hurting afterward, I was the one who talked to you and comforted you. I was with you throughout this whole period of time, and as soon as you see him again, you leave me? Do you realize how bad that sounds?"

I winced. It did.

"I'm sorry, Jacob. But my heart is telling me to go after Edward, and I know that because I only live once, I will. When I grow up, I might regret it," I said.

"You might regret breaking up with me," he countered.

"I might," I agreed. "But I think that I wouldn't regret not going out with you. I would more regret the loss of our friendship. Meanwhile, with Edward, we didn't really have a huge friendship. Our relationship was purely a boyfriend-girlfriend one. When I grow up, I think I'd regret not even trying to form a true friendship with him to see what he was really like before I shunned him."

"Wait, what do you 'the loss of our friendship'?" Jacob questioned in surprise.

"Well, you're mad at me, aren't you?" I asked curiously.

"Sure, I'm mad. But I'm mostly just sad. And I would never want for our friendship to end. I'll stay your friend, if that's all I can be," he replied with a dim smile on his face.

I felt tears coming, but I pushed them down. "Jacob, you don't have to if it hurts you," I told him thickly.

"No, I will. I refuse to be one of those guys- the type that avoids their girlfriend after she breaks up with him. We were friends before we were love partners, and I want to continue being friends. Is that fine with you?"

"It's perfect," I said with a huge smile on my face.