Idiot.

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Idiot.
Rosalie and I had never had an easy relationship—I'd offended her the very first
time she'd heard me speak, and it was downhill from there—but it seemed like she was
even more ill-tempered than usual the last few days.  I sighed.  Rosalie made everything
about herself.
Jasper gave me half a smile as he walked by.
Good luck, he thought doubtfully.
Emmett rolled his eyes and shook his head.
Lost his mind, poor kid.
Alice was beaming, her teeth shining too brightly.
Can I talk to Bella now??
"Keep out of it," I said under my breath.
Her face fell, and then brightened again.
Fine.  Be stubborn.  It's only a matter of time.
I sighed again.
Don't forget about today's biology lab, she reminded me.
I nodded.  No, I hadn't forgotten that.
While I waited for Bella to arrive, I followed her in the eyes of the freshman who
was walking behind Jessica on his way to the cafeteria.  Jessica was babbling about the
upcoming dance, but Bella said nothing in response.  Not that Jessica gave her much of a
chance.
The moment Bella walked through the door, her eyes flashed to the table where
my siblings sat.  She stared for a moment, and then her forehead crumpled and her eyes
dropped to the floor.  She hadn't noticed me here.
She looked so?sad.  I felt a powerful urge to get up and go to her side, to
comfort her somehow, only I didn't know what she would find comforting.  I had no idea
what made her look that way.  Jessica continued to jabber about the dance.  Was Bella
sad that she was going to miss it?  That didn't seem likely?
But that could be remedied, if she wished.
She bought a drink for her lunch and nothing else.  Was that right?  Didn't she
need more nutrition than that?  I'd never paid much attention to a human's diet before.
? 2008 Stephenie Meyer