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  1. Twilight
  2. New Moon
  3. Eclipse
  4. Breaking Dawn

Twilight

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 until 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.

I loved Phoenix. I loved the sun and the blistering heat. I loved the vigorous, sprawling city.

“Bella,” my mom said to be – the last of a thousand times before I got on the plane. “You don’t have to do this.”

My mom looks like me, except with short hair and laugh lines.

I felt a spasm of panic as I stared at her wide, childlike eyes. How could I leave my loving, erratic, harebrained mother to fend for herself?

Of course, she had Phil now, so the bills would probably get paid, there would be food in the refrigerator, gas in her car, and someone to call when she got lost, but still…

New Moon

I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure I was dreaming.

The reasons I was so certain were that, first, I was standing in a bright shaft of sunlight-the kind of blinding clear sun that never shone on my drizzly new hometown in Forks, Washington-and second, I was looking at my Grandma Marie.

Gran had been dead for six years now, so that was solid evidence for the dream theory. Gran hadn’t changed much; her face looked just the same as I remembered it.

The skin was soft and withered, bent into a thousand tiny creases that clung gently to the bone underneath. Like a dried apricot, but with a puff of thick white hair standing out in a cloud around it.

Our mouths-hers a wizened pucker-spread into the same surprised half-smile at just the same time. Apparently, she hadn’t been expecting either. see me, I was about to ask her a question; I had so many What was she doing here in my dream?

What had she been up to in the past six years? Was Pop okay, and had they found each other, wherever they were?-but she opened her mouth where I did, so I stopped to let her go first. She paused, too, and then we both smiled at the little awkwardness.

Eclipse

I ran my fingers across the page, feeling the dents where he had pressed the pen to the paper so hard that it had nearly broken through.

I could picture him writing this scrawling the angry letters in his rough handwriting, slashing through line after line when the words came out wrong, maybe even snapping the pen in his too-big hand; that would explain the ink splatters.

I could imagine the frustration pulling his black eyebrows together and crumpling his forehead.

If I’d been there, I might have laughed. Don’t give yourself a brain hemorrhage, Jacob, I would have told him. Just spit it out.

Laughing was the last thing I felt like doing now as I reread the words I’d already memorized. His answer to my pleading note-passed from Charlie to Billy to him, just like second grade, as he’d pointed out – was no surprise.

I’d known the essence of what it would say before I’d opened it. What was surprising was how much each crossed-out line wounded me – as if the points of the letters had cutting edges.

More than that, behind each angry beginning, lurked a vast pool of hurt; Jacob’s pain cut me deeper than my own.

While I was pondering this, I caught the unmistakable scent of a smoking burner rising from the kitchen. In another house, the fact that someone besides myself was cooking might not be a cause for panic.

I shoved the wrinkled paper into my back pocket and ran, making it downstairs in the nick of time.

The jar of spaghetti sauce Charlie’d stuck in the microwave was only on its first revolution when I yanked the door open and pulled it out. “What did I do wrong?” Charlie demanded.

Breaking Dawn

No one is staring at you, I promised myself. No one is staring at you. No one is staring at you. But, because I couldn’t lie convincingly even to myself, I had to check.

As I sat waiting for one of the three traffic lights in town to turn green, 1 peeked to the right in her minivan, Mrs. Weber had turned her whole torso in my direction.

Her eyes bored into mine, and I flinched back, wondering why she didn’t drop her gaze or look ashamed. It was still considered rude to stare at people, wasn’t it? Didn’t that apply anymore?

Then I remembered that these windows were so darkly tinted that she probably had no idea if it was even me in here, let alone that I’d caught her looking.

I tried to take some comfort in the fact that she wasn’t really staring at me, just the car. My car. Sigh.

I glanced to the left and groaned. Two pedestrians were frozen on the sidewalk, missing their chance to cross as they stared.

Behind them, Mr. Marshall was gawking through the plate-glass window of his little souvenir shop. At least he didn’t have his nose pressed up against the glass. Yet.

The light turned green and, in my hurry to escape, I stomped on the gas pedal without thinking the normal way I would have punched it to get my ancient Chevy truck moving.

AuthorStephenie Meyer
Language English
No. of Pages537
PDF Size1.6 MB
CategoryNovel
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