Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 10

The Meadow

JACOB DIDN'T CALL.

The first time I called, Billy answered and told me that Jacob was still in bed. I got nosy,
checking to make sure that Billy had taken him to a doctor. Billy said he had, but, for some
reason I couldn't nail down, I didn't really believe him. I called again, several times a day, for
the next two days, but no one was ever there.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 9

Third Wheel

TIME BEGAN TO TRIP ALONG MUCH MORE QUICKLY than before. School, work,
and Jacob¬though not necessarily in that order¬created a neat and effortless pattern to
follow. And Charlie got his wish: I wasn't miserable anymore. Of course, I couldn't fool
myself completely. When I stopped to take stock of my life, which I tried not to do too often,
I couldn't ignore the implications of my behavior.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 8

Port Angeles

Jess drove faster than the Chief, so we made it to Port Angeles by four. It had been a
while since I'd had a girls' night out, and the estrogen rush was invigorating. We listened
to whiny rock songs while Jessica jabbered on about the boys we hung out with. Jessica's
dinner with Mike had gone very well, and she was hoping that by Saturday night they
would have progressed to the first-kiss stage. I smiled to myself, pleased. Angela was
passively happy to be going to the dance, but not really interested in Eric. Jess tried to get
her to confess who her type was, but I interrupted with a question about dresses after a
bit, to spare her. Angela threw a grateful glance my way.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 7

Repetition

I WASN'T SURE WHAT THE HELL I WAS DOING HERE Was I trying to push myself
back into the zombie stupor? Had I turned masochistic¬developed a taste for torture? I
should have gone straight down to La Push I felt much, much healthier around Jacob This
was not a healthy thing to do.

But I continued to drive slowly down the overgrown lane, twisting through the trees that
arched over me like a green, living tunnel My hands were shaking, so I tightened my grip on
the steering wheel.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 6

Scary Stories

As I sat in my room, trying to concentrate on the third act of Macbeth, I was really
listening for my truck. I would have thought, even over the pounding rain, I could have
heard the engine's roar. But when I went to peek out the curtain — again — it was
suddenly there.

I wasn't looking forward to Friday, and it more than lived up to my non-expectations.
Of course there were the fainting comments. Jessica especially seemed to get a kick out
of that story. Luckily Mike had kept his mouth shut, and no one seemed to know about
Edward's involvement. She did have a lot of questions about lunch, though.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 5

Blood Type

I made my way to English in a daze. I didn't even realize when I first walked in that
class had already started.

"Thank you for joining us, Miss Swan," Mr. Mason said in a disparaging tone.
I flushed and hurried to my seat.

It wasn't till class ended that I realized Mike wasn't sitting in his usual seat next to me. I
felt a twinge of guilt. But he and Eric both met me at the door as usual, so I figured I
wasn't totally unforgiven. Mike seemed to become more himself as we walked, gaining
enthusiasm as he talked about the weather report for this weekend. The rain was supposed
to take a minor break, and so maybe his beach trip would be possible. I tried to sound
eager, to make up for disappointing him yesterday. It was hard; rain or no rain, it would
still only be in the high forties, if we were lucky.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 4

Invitations

In my dream it was very dark, and what dim light there was seemed to be radiating
from Edward's skin. I couldn't see his face, just his back as he walked away from me,
leaving me in the blackness. No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't catch up to him; no
matter how loud I called, he never turned. Troubled, I woke in the middle of the night and
couldn't sleep again for what seemed like a very long time. After that, he was in my
dreams nearly every night, but always on the periphery, never within reach.

The month that followed the accident was uneasy, tense, and, at first, embarrassing.
To my dismay, I found myself the center of attention for the rest of that week. Tyler
Crowley was impossible, following me around, obsessed with making amends to me
somehow. I tried to convince him what I wanted more than anything else was for him to
forget all about it — especially since nothing had actually happened to me — but he
remained insistent. He followed me between classes and sat at our now-crowded lunch
table. Mike and Eric were even less friendly toward him than they were to each other,
which made me worry that I'd gained another unwelcome fan.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 3

 

 

Phenomenon

When I opened my eyes in the morning, something was different.

It was the light. It was still the gray-green light of a cloudy day in the forest, but it was
clearer somehow. I realized there was no fog veiling my window.

I jumped up to look outside, and then groaned in horror.

A fine layer of snow covered the yard, dusted the top of my truck, and whitened the
road. But that wasn't the worst part. All the rain from yesterday had frozen solid —
coating the needles on the trees in fantastic, gorgeous patterns, and making the driveway
a deadly ice slick. I had enough trouble not falling down when the ground was dry; it
might be safer for me to go back to bed now.

Twilight Saga: Twilight - Chapter 2

 

 

Open Book

The next day was better… and worse.

It was better because it wasn't raining yet, though the clouds were dense and opaque. It was easier because I knew what to expect of my day. Mike came to sit by me in English, and walked me to my next class, with Chess Club Eric glaring at him all the while; that was nattering. People didn't look at me quite as much as they had yesterday. I sat with a big group at lunch that included Mike, Eric, Jessica, and several other people whose names and faces I now remembered. I began to feel like I was treading water, instead of
drowning in it.

Twilight Saga: Rwilight - Chapter 1

First Sight

My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my favorite shirt — sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as a farewell gesture. My carry-on item was a parka.

In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town more than any other place in the United States of America. It was from this town and its gloomy, omnipresent shade that my mother escaped with me when I was only a few months old. It was in this town that I'd been compelled to spend a month every summer ntil I was fourteen. That was the year I finally put my foot down; these past three summers, my dad, Charlie, vacationed with me in California for two weeks instead. It was to Forks that I now exiled myself— an action that I took with great horror. I detested Forks.

Twilight Saga: Rwilight - Preface

Preface

I'd never given much thought to how I would die — though I'd had reason enough in the last few months — but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.

I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.