I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure that I was dreaming.
I almost took the door off the car
Don't watch" the redheaded mind reader whispered. I closed my eyes.
Would you please tell me what you are thinking? Before I go mad?
I'd rather know what you're thinking - even if what you're thinking is insane.
Whoa, whoa! Hold up, there, kid. She lives in Forks, remember? So she gets rained on.