She Just Keeps Saying "he’s Gone.

Don't Take Too Long, Mrs. Cullen

I Peeked Up At Him One More Time, And Regretted It. He Was Glaring Down At Me Again, His Black Eyes Full Of Revulsion. As I Flinched Away From Him, Shrinking Against My Chair, The Phrase If Looks Could Kill Suddenly Ran Through My Mind.

You're Really Not That Good A Mechanic, Edward. Maybe You Should Have Rosalie Take A Look At It Tonight, Just So You Look Good If Mike Decides To Let You Help, You Know. Not That It Wouldn't Be Fun To Watch His Face If Rosalie Showed Up To Help. But Since Rosalie Is Supposed To Be Across The Country Attending College, I Guess That's Not The Best Idea. Too Bad.

I Was Ninety-nine Point Nine Percent Sure That I Was Dreaming.

Don't Let Anyone Tell You That High School Is Supposed To Be Fun. High School Is To Be Endured. College Is Fun.