I Do A Good Job Of Blocking

"and You're Worried, Not Because You're Headed To Meet A Houseful Of Vampires, But Because You Think Those Vampires Won't Approve Of You, Correct?” “that's Right,” I Answered Immediately, Hiding My Surprise At His Casual Use Of The Word. He Shook His Head. “you're Incredible."

Leave It To You, Bella. Anyone Else Would Be Better Off When The Vampires Left Town. But You Have To Start Hanging Out With The First Monsters You Can Find.

There Was A Different Ending To New Moon Originally. It Was A Much Quieter Book. It Was Very Much All In Bellas Head.

How Old Are You?” She Asked. My Answer Was Automatic And Ingrained. “seventeen.” “and How Long Have You Been Seventeen?” I Tried Not To Smile At The Patronizing Tone. “a While,” I Admitted. “okay,” She Said, Abruptly Enthusiastic. She Smiled Up At Me.

Edward,' She Mumbled Softly. She Was Dreaming Of Me. Could A Dead, Frozen Heart Beat Again? It Felt Like Mine Was About To. 'stay,' She Sighed. 'don't Go. Please... Don't Go