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He will try to take away my pain,
and he just might make me smile,
but the whole time I’m wishin he was you instead.

“I felt a surge of pity, and relief. Pity because, as beautiful as they were, they were outsiders, clearly not accepted. Relief that I wasn’t the only newcomer here, and certainly not the most interesting by any standard.”

“ It was hard to believe that someone so beautiful could be real. I was afraid that he might disappear in a sudden puff of smoke, and I would wake up. ”

The meadow was a peaceful, happy place today. Patches of summer daisies interrupted the grass with splashes of white and yellow. I lay back, ignoring the slight dampness of the ground, and looked for pictures in the clouds. They were too even, too smooth. No pictures, just a soft, gray blanket.

Edward lay next to me and held my hand.

“August thirteenth?” he asked casually after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

“That gives me a month till my birthday.”

― Eclipse, ch.27

Sorry for the crappy manip attempt, guys. lol

“Edward!” I screamed, knowing it was useless. The crowd was too loud, and my voice breathless with exertion. But I couldn’t stop screaming.

I agree with this confession! And it got me thinking: Sure, maybe Edward is good at resisting Bella’s blood because he loves her so much ect ect so she can still spend time with him while she’s on her period, and just not go to the Cullen’s house at that time to avoid Jasper. BUT, what about the high school? Surely there are hundreds of girls there who are all on different cycles, meaning there must be permanent blood at the school? Surely Jasper would’ve just pounced on them? Maybe that’s kind of a TMI…