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“He’s in a wheelchair now,” Charlie continued when I didn’t respond, “so he can’t drive anymore, and he offered to sell me his truck cheap.”
Hummm, I remember seeing him drive in the movie XD
No one was going to bite me. I finally exhaled and stepped out of the truck.
Haha, not yet
Here, P.E. was mandatory all four years. Forks was literally my personal hell on Earth.
Sad story loca
Charlie had gotten up who knows how early to put snow chains on my truck. My throat suddenly felt tight. I wasn’t used to being taken care of, and Charlie’s unspoken concern caught me by surprise.
A MAN <3
I didn’t want to get into the safety hazards that dancing presented, so I quickly made new plans.
Esta ridícula
I had to remember it wasn’t his fault that Mike and Eric had already used up my quota of patience for the day.
Lmao
“Bella, it’s not my fault if you are exceptionally unobservant.”
Gaslighting
“I was wondering if, a week from Saturday—you know, the day of the spring dance—” “Are you trying to be funny?”
LOLLLLL
“I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.”
I had been vacillating during the last month between Bruce Wayne and Peter Parker.
“So you faint at the sight of blood?” he asked. This seemed to entertain him.
Weak ass
“And not even your own blood,” he continued, enjoying himself.
Ta burlao Eduardo
“Clair de Lune?” I asked, surprised. “You know Debussy?” He sounded surprised, too.
So niche
“How old are you, Bella?”
“I’m seventeen,” I responded, a little confused. “You don’t seem seventeen.”
“Would she extend the same courtesy to you, do you think? No matter who your choice was?”
Asking for a friend?
“I’m Jacob Black.”
The triangle is born
Rebecca,”
It's Friday, Friday, gonna get down on Friday
Rebecca married a Samoan surfer—she lives in Hawaii now.”
Well done
1986 Volkswagen Rabbit?”
Sounds like a vibrator. Sign me up for one of those.
You see, the cold ones are the natural enemies of the wolf—well, not the wolf, really, but the wolves that turn into men, like our ancestors. You would call them werewolves.”
“So how does it fit in with the Cullens? Are they like the cold ones your great-grandfather met?” “No.” He paused dramatically. “They are the same ones.”
Fuertes declaraciones
In my great-grandfather’s time they already knew of the leader, Carlisle.
What a snitch
“What are the cold ones?” He smiled darkly. “Blood drinkers,” he replied in a chilling voice. “Your people call them vampires.”
BOYYY
“You’re a good storyteller,”
Translation: Eres un chismoso
“Jacob!” I screamed. But he was gone. In his place was a large red-brown wolf with black eyes.
Foreshadowing...
The wolf growled at my feet.
Grr
The wolf launched himself across the space between me and the vampire, fangs aiming for the jugular.
I know what you are...
I was sitting fully dressed on the bed, with my shoes on.
This nasty bitch with no bedside manners
Vampire.
Say it. Out loud.
Could the Cullens be vampires?
Idk, could they?
Because when I thought of him, of his voice, his hypnotic eyes, the magnetic force of his personality, I wanted nothing more than to be with him right now.
“And you immediately thought of me?” Still calm.
Lmao
“He just thought it was a silly superstition,” I said quickly. “He didn’t expect me to think anything of it.” It didn’t seem like enough; I had to confess. “It was my fault, I forced him to tell me.”
Bs, he wanted to snitch
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was part of him—and I didn’t know how potent that part might be—that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
Un poco precoz
“He drives like a maniac.
Un dominicano cualquiera
“As if you could outrun me,” he laughed bitterly.
Queue the Lightning McQueen crocs meme
“As if you could fight me off,” he said gently.
Pew pew
“Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin.”
Say no to drugs kids
“You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.”
Lover boy
“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…,” he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word. “What a stupid lamb,” I sighed. “What a sick, masochistic lion.”
Do idiota
“There are other hungers. Hungers I don’t even understand, that are foreign to me.” “I may understand that better than you think.”
Two horny teenagers sitting on a tree
And then his cold, marble lips pressed very softly against mine. What neither of us was prepared for was my response. Blood boiled under my skin, burned in my lips. My breath came in a wild gasp. My fingers knotted in his hair, clutching him to me. My lips parted as I breathed in his heady scent. Immediately I felt him turn to unresponsive stone beneath my lips. His hands gently, but with irresistible force, pushed my face back. I opened my eyes and saw his guarded expression. “Oops,” I breathed. “That’s an understatement.”
“Edward! You stayed!” I rejoiced, and thoughtlessly threw myself across the room and into his lap.
Excuse me, child?
“I was sure it was a dream.” “You’re not that creative,” he scoffed.
Lmao
“Charlie!” I remembered, thoughtlessly
Ah, ahora se acuerda
“He left an hour ago—after reattaching your battery cables,
Daddy <3
“I love you,” I whispered. “You are my life now,” he answered simply.
This fucking child lmao
“That’s all right, I fend for myself pretty well. Watch me hunt.” I found a bowl and a box of cereal.
Survival mode
They’d taken bets yesterday, you know”—he
Looooooool
