Real. Does That Make Me Imaginary?

What's So Funny?" Bella Mumbled. "i Got Food In Her Hair," I Told Her, Chortling Again. "i'm Not Going To Forget This, Dog," Rosalie Hissed. "s'not So Hard To Erase A Blond's Memory," I Countered. "just Blow In Her Ear." Get Some New Jokes, "rosalie Snapped.

As A Child, I Actually Wanted To Be A Lawyer. That Was The Goal. I Didn't Plan To Be An Author, And Then Even Less, Did I Plan To Produce Movies. It All Just Happened.

Jackson Rathbone Can Really Play The Guitar. Our Taste In Music Is Not Exactly The Same, But We Found Common Ground With Radiohead's Creep, With Which He Then Serenaded Me.

Tonight The Sky Was Utterly Black. Perhaps There Was No Moon Tonight—a Lunar Eclipse, A New Moon. A New Moon. I Shivered, Though I Wasn't Cold.

I Grinned At Him, Feeling More Enthusiastic About My Plan Now That He Was On Board. Rosalie Was A Pain, But I Would Always Owe Her One For Choosing Emmett; No One Had A Better Brother Than Mine.