Non-reality Was Black, And It Didn't Hurt

Oh You Do Smell Good.

I’m Exactly Right For You, Bella. It Would Have Been Effortless For Us — Comfortable, Easy As Breathing. I Was The Natural Path Your Life Would Have Taken… If The World Was The Way It Was Supposed To Be, If There Were No Monsters And No Magic

Don’t Be Offended, But You Seem To Be One Of Those People Who Just Attract Accidents Like A Magnet. So… Try Not To Fall Into The Ocean Or Get Run Over Or Anything, All Right?

Edward Stretched Out His Arm, His Hand Curled Into A Fist. Seth Grinned, Revealing The Long Row Of Dagger Teeth, And Bumped His Nose Against Edward's Hand. "nice Teamwork," Edward Murmured.

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