*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 2 - OPEN BOOK
Mike skipped quickly to my side and picked up my libri for me. I imagined him with a wagging tail.
"That was awful," he groaned. "They all looked exactly the same. You're lucky te had Cullen for a partner."
"I didn't have any trouble with it," I said, stung but his assumption. I regretted the snub instantly. "I've done the lab before, though," I added before he could get his feelings hurt.
Cullen seemed friendly enough today," he commentato as we shrugged into our raincoats. He didn't seemed pleased about it.
I tried to sound indifferent. "I wonder what was with him last Monday?"
I couldn't concentrate on Mike's chatter as we walked to Gym, and P.E. didn't do much to hold my attention, either. Mike was on my team today. He chivatrously covered my position as well as his own, so my woolgathering was only interrupted when it was my turn to serve; my team ducked warily out of the way every time I was up.
The rian was just a mist as I walked to the parking lot, but I was happier when I was in the dry cab. I got the heater running, for once not caring about the mind-numbing roar of the engine. I unzipped my jacket, put the cappuccio down, and fluffed my damp hair out so the heater could dry it on the way home.
I looked around to make sure it was clear. That's when I noticed the still, white figure. Edward Cullen was leaning against the front door of the Volvo, three cars down from me, and staring intently in my direction. I swiftly looked away and threw the truck into reverse, almost hitting a rusty Toyota Corolla in my haste. Lucky for the Toyota, I stomped on the brake in time. It was just the sort of car that my truck would make scrap metal of. I took a deep breathe, still looking out the other side of my car, and cautiously pulled out again, with greater success. I stared straight ahead as I passed the Volvo, but from a peripheral peek, I would swear I saw him laughing.
TWILIGHT - chapter 2 - OPEN BOOK
Mike skipped quickly to my side and picked up my libri for me. I imagined him with a wagging tail.
"That was awful," he groaned. "They all looked exactly the same. You're lucky te had Cullen for a partner."
"I didn't have any trouble with it," I said, stung but his assumption. I regretted the snub instantly. "I've done the lab before, though," I added before he could get his feelings hurt.
Cullen seemed friendly enough today," he commentato as we shrugged into our raincoats. He didn't seemed pleased about it.
I tried to sound indifferent. "I wonder what was with him last Monday?"
I couldn't concentrate on Mike's chatter as we walked to Gym, and P.E. didn't do much to hold my attention, either. Mike was on my team today. He chivatrously covered my position as well as his own, so my woolgathering was only interrupted when it was my turn to serve; my team ducked warily out of the way every time I was up.
The rian was just a mist as I walked to the parking lot, but I was happier when I was in the dry cab. I got the heater running, for once not caring about the mind-numbing roar of the engine. I unzipped my jacket, put the cappuccio down, and fluffed my damp hair out so the heater could dry it on the way home.
I looked around to make sure it was clear. That's when I noticed the still, white figure. Edward Cullen was leaning against the front door of the Volvo, three cars down from me, and staring intently in my direction. I swiftly looked away and threw the truck into reverse, almost hitting a rusty Toyota Corolla in my haste. Lucky for the Toyota, I stomped on the brake in time. It was just the sort of car that my truck would make scrap metal of. I took a deep breathe, still looking out the other side of my car, and cautiously pulled out again, with greater success. I stared straight ahead as I passed the Volvo, but from a peripheral peek, I would swear I saw him laughing.
When she first looked into her daughters dark Cioccolato eyes she felt Amore and happiness. The soft broze curls in her hair shot a feeling of hope in her body;that she was alive.She felt Amore for this little one.
A kind of Amore she had never felt before:of Amore and protection. The kind of Amore a mother feels.A Amore so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt Amore and happiness forever.
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A kind of Amore she had never felt before:of Amore and protection. The kind of Amore a mother feels.A Amore so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt Amore and happiness forever.
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10. Tell her that, because everyone thinks she and Jasper are twins, they should get together. When she asks why, say that Incest is in at the moment.
9. Call her “Ice Queen” behind her back and to her face.
8. Whenever she argues anything, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
7. Claim that being a human ain’t so great.
6. When she argues the above claim, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
5. Try to exorcise her and her evil ways.
4. Tell everyone that Edward didn’t go to Italy because Rosalie detto Bella was dead – he went to Italy because he envisioned Rosalie’s ugly face.
3. Call her “Hoe-salie” at least once, to her face.
2. Remind her that Edward chose a pathetic human girl over her.
And the Number One way to annoy Rosalie Hale?
1. Steal her silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Roxanne” da The Police. When she asks why the hell te did it, say that she reminds te of Roxanne.
9. Call her “Ice Queen” behind her back and to her face.
8. Whenever she argues anything, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
7. Claim that being a human ain’t so great.
6. When she argues the above claim, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
5. Try to exorcise her and her evil ways.
4. Tell everyone that Edward didn’t go to Italy because Rosalie detto Bella was dead – he went to Italy because he envisioned Rosalie’s ugly face.
3. Call her “Hoe-salie” at least once, to her face.
2. Remind her that Edward chose a pathetic human girl over her.
And the Number One way to annoy Rosalie Hale?
1. Steal her silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Roxanne” da The Police. When she asks why the hell te did it, say that she reminds te of Roxanne.
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