简介： 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, I peeked to the right&mdashin her minivan, Mrs. Weber had turned her whole torso in my direction. Her eyes bored into mine, and Iflinched back, wondering why she didn't drop her gaze or look ashamed. It was still considered rude to stare at people查看详情>
简介： My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It wasseventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I waswearing my favorite shirt &mdash sleeveless, white eyelet lace I was wearingit 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查看详情>
简介： Afternoons were the hardest part of my day. Ever since my former best friend （and werewolf）， Jacob Black, had informed on me about the motorcycle I&rsquod been riding on the sly &mdash a betrayal he had devised in order to get me grounded so that I couldn&rsquot spend time with my boyfriend （and vampire）， Edward Cullen &mdash Edward had been allowed to see me only from seven till nine-thirty p.m., always inside the confines of my home and under the supervision of my dad&rsquos unfailingly crabby查看详情>
简介： First Sight This was the time of day when I wished I were able to sleep. High school. Or was purgatory the right word? If there was any way to atone for my sins, this ought to count toward the tally in some measure. The tedium was not something I grew used to every day seemed more impossibly monotonous than the last. I suppose this was my form of sleep&mdashif sleep was defined as the inert state between active periods. I stared at the cracks running through the plaster in the far corner of 查看详情>
