Go sit down and look pale.

Edward helped, making faces every so often at the raw ingredients-human food was mildly repulsive to him.

I felt like - like I don't know what. Like this wasn't real. Like I was in some Goth version of a bad sitcom. Instead of being the A/V dweeb about to ask the head cheerleader to the prom, I was the finished-second-place werewolf about to ask the vampire's wife to shack up and procreate. Nice. - Jacob

It's healthy to ditch class now and then." To be precise, it was healthier for humans if vampires ditched on days when human blood would be spilt.

I was all braced for the wrath that was going to put grizzlies to shame, and this is what I get? I should infuriate you more often.

And he was my friend. Not that he wouldn't kill me if things turned out that way, but he wouldn't like doing it. With humans, what more could you ask for a friend?

If you turned the fabric of our lives over, I imagined the design on the backside would be woven in the bleak grays of doubt and fear.