You’re Still Waiting For The Running And

No One Could Be Still Like Edward.

His Skin Was A Pretty Colour, It Made Me Jealous. Jacob Noticed My Scrutiny. What?" He Asked, Suddenly Self-conscious. "nothing. I Just Hadn't Realised Before. Did You Know, You're Sort Of Beautiful?" Once The Words Slipped Out, I Worried That He Might Take My Implusive Observation The Wrong Way. But Jacob Rolled His Eyes. "you Hit Your Head Pretty Hard, Didn't You?" "i'm Serious." Well, Then, Thanks. Sort Of." I Grinned. "you're Sort Of Welcome.

There Really Is Something Irresistible About A Lost Cause.

Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Wolf?" Jacob Black New Moon

I Was Thinking About How Disjointedly Time Seemed To Flow, Passing In A Blur At Times, With Single Images Standing Out More Clearly Than Others. And Then, At Other Times, Every Second Was Significant, Etched In My Mind.