You Still Owe Me A Yellow Porsche.

Stop Being So… Optimistic. It’s Getting On My Nerves.

Ew. Someone Put The Dog Out, "rosalie Murmured Wrinkling Her Nose. Have You Herd This One, Psycho? How Do A Blond's Brain Cells Die?" She Didn't Say Anything. Well?" I Asked."do You Know The Punch Line Or Not?" She Looked Pointedly At The Tv And Ignored Me. Has She Heard It?" I Asked Edward. No." He Answered. Awesome. So You'll Enjoy This, Bloodsucker--a Blond's Brain Cells Die Alone.

He Was Right – She Was Beating Herself Up About Hurting His Feelings. The Girl Was A Classic Martyr. She’d Totally Been Born In The Wrong Century. She Should Have Lived Back When She Could Have Gotten Herself Fed To Some Lions For A Good Cause.

I Had A Secret That I Was Bound To Protect But A Secret That I Was Not To Share. A Secert That Suddenly He Knew All About.

Bears," I Muttered, Adding A New Fear To The Pile. "that Would Be Just Her Luck, Wouldn't It? Stray Bear In Town. Of Course It Would Head Straight For Bella.