Say What You Want, I Still Think

I Know Okay, Sorry. I Am. Look, I'm Human. It's Hard To Be Fair Sometimes. We Don't Always Feel The Right Thing, Do The Right Thing

True Love Was Forever Lost. The Prince Was Never Coming Back To Kiss Me Awake From My Enchanted Sleep. I Was Not A Princess, After All. So What Was The Fairy-tale Protocol For Other Kisses? The Mundane Kind That Didn't Break Any Spells? Maybe It Would Be Easy - Like Holding His Hand Or Having His Arms Around Me. Maybe It Would Feel Nice. Maybe It Wouldn't Fell Like A Betrayal. Besides, Who Was I Betraying, Anyway? Just Myself.

Isn't It Supposed To Be Like This?" He Smiled. "the Glory Of First Love, And All That. It's Incredible, Isn't It, The Difference Between Reading About Something, Seeing It In The Pictures, And Experiencing It?" "very Different," I Agreed. "more Forceful Than I'd Imagined.

Be Honest, How Hideous Do I Look?" He Took Another Step Back And Pursed His Lips. "that Bad, Huh?" I Muttered. No, No Bella. Actually. . ." He Seemed To Be Struggling For The Right Word. "you Look. . .sexy." I Laughed Out Loud. "right." Very Sexy, Really.

So What Are You Going To Tell Her?" "a Little Help?" I Pleaded. "what Does She Want To Know?" He Shook His Head, Grinning Wickedly. "that's Not Fair." "no, You Not Sharing What You Know-now That's Not Fair.