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I’D NEVER GIVEN MUCH THOUGHT TO HOW I WOULD DIE
10/10 iconic start
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
A dream of sparkly vampires
I wasn’t allowed to call him Charlie to his face.
God way to be an ass bella
It was nice to be alone, not to have to smile and look pleased; a relief to stare dejectedly out the window at the sheeting rain and let just a few tears escape. I wasn’t in the mood to go on a real crying jag. I would save that for bedtime, when I would have to think about the coming morning.
Alright emo
I would be the new girl from the big city, a curiosity, a freak.
or ppl wont care weirdo
Thick fog was all I could see out my window in the morning, and I could feel the claustrophobia creeping up on me. You could never see the sky here; it was like a cage.
Ur literally so dramatic
I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.
Lol way to foreshadow
“So, this is a lot different than Phoenix, huh?” he asked. “Very.” “It doesn’t rain much there, does it?” “Three or four times a year.” “Wow, what must that be like?” he wondered. “Sunny,” I told him. “You don’t look very tan.” “My mother is part albino.”
It was there, sitting in the lunchroom, trying to make conversation with seven curious strangers, that I first saw them.
They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from where I sat as possible in the long room. There were five of them. They weren’t talking, and they weren’t eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of them.
Why are they literLly SO OBVIOUS
He was leaning away from me, sitting on the extreme edge of his chair and averting his face like he smelled something bad. Inconspicuously, I sniffed my hair.
Charlie surprised me by looking angry. “People in this town,” he muttered. “Dr. Cullen is a brilliant surgeon who could probably work in any hospital in the world, make ten times the salary he gets here,” he continued, getting louder. “We’re lucky to have him—lucky that his wife wanted to live in a small town. He’s an asset to the community, and all of those kids are well behaved and polite. I had my doubts, when they first moved in, with all those adopted teenagers. I thought we might have some problems with them. But they’re all very mature—I haven’t had one speck of trouble from any of
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Charlie is the cullens og ride or die
People greeted me in the parking lot Monday morning. I didn’t know all their names, but I waved back and smiled at everyone.
So unrealistic tho
“Hello,” said a quiet, musical voice.
Lol musical
“Am I annoying you?” he asked. He sounded amused. I glanced at him without thinking… and told the truth again. “Not exactly. I’m more annoyed at myself. My face is so easy to read—my mother always calls me her open book.” I frowned. “On the contrary, I find you very difficult to read.”
Mike skipped quickly to my side and picked up my books for me. I imagined him with a wagging tail.
Bella is low key funny
I felt excited to go to school, and that scared me.
alright girl shut up lol
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.
Then stop calling him charlie
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“I saved your life—I don’t owe you anything.” I flinched back from the resentment in his voice. “You promised.” “Bella, you hit your head, you don’t know what you’re talking about.” His tone was cutting. My temper flared now, and I glared defiantly at him. “There’s nothing wrong with my head.”
Gaslight!!
He wished he hadn’t pulled me from the path of Tyler’s van—there was no other conclusion I could come to. I wanted very much to talk to him, and the day after the accident I tried. The last time I’d seen him, outside the ER, we’d both been so furious. I still was angry that he wouldn’t trust me with the truth, even though I was keeping my part of the bargain flawlessly.
1) ur drama 2) he's known u for a day!! Why would he trust u!!!
I watched him sometimes, unable to stop myself—from a distance, though, in the cafeteria or parking lot.
Creep!
Today I was worse than usual because my head was so filled with Edward. I tried to concentrate on my feet, but he kept creeping back into my thoughts just when I really needed my balance.
Lol
Of course he wasn’t interested in me, I thought angrily, my eyes stinging—a delayed reaction to the onions. I wasn’t interesting. And he was. Interesting… and brilliant… and mysterious… and perfect… and beautiful… and possibly able to lift full-sized vans with one hand.
GIRL U DONT KNO HIM
“That’s really frustrating, you know,” he complained. “No,” I disagreed quickly, my eyes narrowing, “I can’t imagine why that would be frustrating at all—just because someone refuses to tell you what they’re thinking, even if all the while they’re making cryptic little remarks specifically designed to keep you up at night wondering what they could possibly mean… now, why would that be frustrating?” He grimaced. “Or better,” I continued, the pent-up annoyance flowing freely now, “say that person also did a wide range of bizarre things—from saving your life under impossible circumstances one day
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Go off i guess
“I’ll figure it out eventually,” I warned him. “I wish you wouldn’t try.” He was serious again. “Because…?” “What if I’m not a superhero? What if I’m the bad guy?” He smiled playfully, but his eyes were impenetrable.
Iconic
“Bella.” Edward’s voice was right beside me, relieved now. “Can you hear me?” “No,” I groaned. “Go away.” He chuckled.
“Poor Mike. I’ll bet he’s mad.” “He absolutely loathes me,” Edward said cheerfully.
“What is your mother like?” he asked me suddenly. I glanced over to see him studying me with curious eyes. “She looks a lot like me, but she’s prettier,” I said. He raised his eyebrows. “I have too much Charlie in me.
Stop hating on charlie!!!!
“No, Dad, but I’m helping them find dresses—you know, giving them constructive criticism.” I wouldn’t have to explain this to a woman.
Lol
“I followed you to Port Angeles,” he admitted, speaking in a rush.
Creepy
“Holy crow!” I shouted. “Slow down!” “What’s wrong?” He was startled. But the car didn’t decelerate. “You’re going a hundred miles an hour!”
Holy crow
“Tricked him how?” he asked. “I tried to flirt—it worked better than I thought it would.” Disbelief colored my tone as I remembered. “I’d like to have seen that.” He chuckled darkly. “And you accused me of dazzling people—poor Jacob Black.”
“How old are you?” “Seventeen,” he answered promptly. “And how long have you been seventeen?” His lips twitched as he stared at the road. “A while,” he admitted at last.
“No.” I tried very hard not to look like a sulky child. “I’m serious,” he growled. “So am I. I told you, it doesn’t matter what you are. It’s too late.” His voice whipped out, low and harsh. “Never say that.”
Again you've had like 5 convos
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.
HOW CAN U LOVE HIM
“How did he… save you?” A few seconds passed before he answered. He seemed to choose his words carefully. “It was difficult. Not many of us have the restraint necessary to accomplish it. But Carlisle has always been the most humane, the most compassionate of us.… I don’t think you could find his equal throughout all of history.”
Vamp dad!! <3
“The door was unlocked?” “No, I used the key from under the eave.” I stepped inside, flicked on the porch light, and turned to look at him with my eyebrows raised. I was sure I’d never used that key in front of him. “I was curious about you.” “You spied on me?” But somehow I couldn’t infuse my voice with the proper outrage. I was flattered.
Weird to be flattered by vamp stalking but ok
“How often?” I asked casually. “Hmmm?” He sounded as if I had pulled him from some other train of thought. I still didn’t turn around. “How often did you come here?” “I come here almost every night.” I whirled, stunned. “Why?” “You’re interesting when you sleep.” He spoke matter-of-factly. “You talk.” “No!” I gasped, heat flooding my face all the way to my hairline.
Still creepy
“Your hair looks like a haystack… but I like it.” His unruffled voice came from the rocking chair in the corner.
“I love you,” I whispered. “You are my life now,” he answered simply.
You have kknown eaxh other for 1 min fam
“Breakfast time,” he said eventually, casually—to prove, I’m sure, that he remembered all my human frailties. So I clutched my throat with both hands and stared at him with wide eyes. Shock crossed his face. “Kidding!” I snickered. “And you said I couldn’t act!” He frowned in disgust. “That wasn’t funny.” “It was very funny, and you know it.”
Thats honestly HILARIOUZ
He touched the corner of my eye, trapping one I missed. He lifted his finger, examining the drop of moisture broodingly. Then, so quickly I couldn’t be positive that he really did, he put his finger to his mouth to taste it.
Ew
“Vampires like baseball?” “It’s the American pastime,” he said with mock solemnity.
“That’s probably best. Be careful, though. The child has no idea.” I bridled a little at the word child. “Jacob is not that much younger than I am,” I reminded him. He looked at me then, his anger abruptly fading. “Oh, I know,” he assured me with a grin.
Weird interaction but ok
“Wait…” He paused. “Which one is Edwin?”
Lol i love charlie
“Emmett, you take the outside of the house. Alice, you get the truck. I’ll be inside as long as she is. After she’s out, you two can take the Jeep home and tell Carlisle.” “No way,” Emmett broke in. “I’m with you.” “Think it through, Emmett. I don’t know how long I’ll be gone.” “Until we know how far this is going to go, I’m with you.”
Awww bros
“Emmett should stay, too,” I continued. “He definitely got an eyeful of Emmett.” “What?” Emmett turned on me. “You’ll get a better crack at him if you stay,” Alice agreed.
Lol
“I won’t go home.” “Oh?” he inquired, a dangerous note in his voice. “I’m quite old enough to get my own place.”
But yourd not though.....
Charlie was pounding on my door. “Bella, are you okay? What’s going on?” His voice was frightened. “I’m going home,” I shouted, my voice breaking in the perfect spot. “Did he hurt you?” His tone edged toward anger. “No!” I shrieked a few octaves higher.
Poor charlie...he deserves so much more
I glared up at my father, fresh tears in my eyes for what I was about to do. “I do like him—that’s the problem. I can’t do this anymore! I can’t put down any more roots here! I don’t want to end up trapped in this stupid, boring town like Mom! I’m not going to make the same dumb mistake she did. I hate it—I can’t stay here another minute!” His hand dropped from my arm like I’d electrocuted him. I turned away from his shocked, wounded face and headed for the door. “Bells, you can’t leave now. It’s nighttime,” he whispered behind me.
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