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You Know When Things Are Bad When You Feel Guilty For Being Rude To Vampires. Jacob B. Ch.14

If There Was A Jane Austen Camp, I Would Go, No Question.

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

There Really Is Something Irresistible About A Lost Cause.

I Was Much More Upset By The Situation With Jacob Than By The Possibility Of Being Eaten By A Bear.