I Came To Witness. I Stay To

Can't You Just Thank Me And Get Over It?" "thank You." I Waited, Fuming And Expectant. "you're Not Going To Let It Go, Are You?" "no." "in That Case . . . I Hope You Enjoy Disappointment." We Scowled At Each Other In Silence. I Was The First To Speak, Trying To Keep Myself Focused. I Was In Danger Of Being Distracted By His Livid, Glorious Face. It Was Like Trying To Stare Down A Destroying Angel. "why Did You Even Bother?" I Asked Frigidly. He Paused, And For A Brief Moment His Stunning Face Was Unexpectedly Vulnerable. "i Don't Know," He Whispered.

Someone Has To Spread The Good News That We Survived.

Hey, Do You Know What You Call A Blond With A Brain?" I Asked, And The Continued On The Same Breath, "a Golden Retriever." I've Heard That One, Too," She Said, No Longer Smiling. I'll Keep Trying." I Promised.

It Was All Very Childish. Why On Earth Should Edward Have To Leave For Jacob To Come Over? Weren't We Past This Immaturity?

She Was Thinking What I Think She Was Thinking, Wasn't She?