"you’re Exactly Like Charlie." She'd Sighed, Resigned.

I Said It Would Be Better If We Weren’t Friends, Not That I Didn’t Want To Be.

It's Like Pain, This Pleasure.

In The Dead Silence, All The Details Suddenly Fell Into Place For Me With A Burst Of Intuition. Something Edward Didn't Want Me To Know. Something That Jacob Wouldn't Have Kept From Me.... It Was Never Going To End, Was It?

I'd Really Like Having A Couple Days Of Being A Rock Star, Although I'd Rather Be A Backup - Like Maybe The Drummer For Muse It Would Also Be Fun To Be Gorgeous, Like Be Charlize Theron, Just For A Couple Of Days.

I Stared Into Her Eyes, Wide Under The Thick Fringe Of Lashes, And Yearned For Sleep. Not For Oblivion, As I Had Before, Not To Escape Boredom, But Because I Wanted To *dream*. Maybe, If I Could Be Unconscious, If I Could Dream, I Could Live For A Few Hours In A World Where She And I Could Be Together. She Dreamed Of Me. I Wanted To Dream Of Her.