《1 twilight暮色》

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were lucky。 

The rest of the morning passed in a blur。 It was difficult to believe 
that I hadn't just imagined what Edward had said; and the way his eyes 
had looked。 Maybe it was just a very convincing dream that I'd confused 
with reality。 That seemed more probable than that I really appealed to 
him on any level。 

So I was impatient and frightened as Jessica and I entered the cafeteria。 
I wanted to see his face; to see if he'd gone back to the cold; 
indifferent person I'd known for the last several weeks。 Or if; by some 
miracle; I'd really heard what I thought I'd heard this morning。 Jessica 
babbled on and on about her dance plans — Lauren and Angela had asked the 
other boys and they were all going together — pletely unaware of my 
inattention。 

Disappointment flooded through me as my eyes unerringly focused on his 
table。 The other four were there; but he was absent。 Had he gone home? I 
followed the stillbabbling Jessica through the line; crushed。 I'd lost 
my appetite — I bought nothing but a bottle of lemonade。 I just wanted to 
go sit down and sulk。 

〃Edward Cullen is staring at you again;〃 Jessica said; finally breaking 
through my abstraction with his name。 〃I wonder why he's sitting alone 
today。〃 

My head snapped up。 I followed her gaze to see Edward; smiling crookedly; 
staring at me from an empty table across the cafeteria from where he 
usually sat。 Once he'd caught my eye; he raised one hand and motioned 
with his index finger for me to join him。 As I stared in disbelief; he 
winked。 

〃Does he mean you?〃 Jessica asked with insulting astonishment in her 
voice。 

〃Maybe he needs help with his Biology homework;〃 I muttered for her 
benefit。 〃Um; I'd better go see what he wants。〃 

I could feel her staring after me as I walked away。 

When I reached his table; I stood behind the chair across from him; 
unsure。 

〃Why don't you sit with me today?〃 he asked; smiling。 

I sat down automatically; watching him with caution。 He was still 
smiling。 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。 

He seemed to be waiting for me to say something。 

〃This is different;〃 I finally managed。 

〃Well…〃 He paused; and then the rest of the words followed in a rush。 〃I 
decided as long as I was going to hell; I might as well do it thoroughly。〃 

I waited for him to say something that made sense。 The seconds ticked by。 

〃You know I don't have any idea what you mean;〃 I eventually pointed out。 

〃I know。〃 He smiled again; and then he changed the subject。 〃I think your 
friends are angry with me for stealing you。〃 

〃They'll survive。〃 I could feel their stares boring into my back。 

〃I may not give you back; though;〃 he said with a wicked glint in his 
eyes。 

I gulped。 

He laughed。 〃You look worried。〃 

〃No;〃 I said; but; ridiculously; my voice broke。 〃Surprised; actually… 
what brought all this on?〃 

〃I told you — I got tired of trying to stay away from you。 So I'm giving 
up。〃 He was still smiling; but his ocher eyes were serious。 

〃Giving up?〃 I repeated in confusion。 

〃Yes — giving up trying to be good。 I'm just going to do what I want now; 
and let the chips fall where they may。〃 His smile faded as he explained; 
and a hard edge crept into his voice。 

〃You lost me again。〃 

The breathtaking crooked smile reappeared。 

〃I always say too much when I'm talking to you — that's one of the 
problems。〃 

〃Don't worry — I don't understand any of it;〃 I said wryly。 

〃I'm counting on that。〃 

〃So; in plain English; are we friends now?〃 

〃Friends…〃 he mused; dubious。 

〃Or not;〃 I muttered。 

He grinned。 〃Well; we can try; I suppose。 But I'm warning you now that 
I'm not a good friend for you。〃 Behind his smile; the warning was real。 

〃You say that a lot;〃 I noted; trying to ignore the sudden trembling in 
my stomach and keep my voice even。 

〃Yes; because you're not listening to me。 I'm still waiting for you to 
believe it。 If you're smart; you'll avoid me。〃 

〃I think you've made your opinion on the subject of my intellect clear; 
too。〃 My eyes narrowed。 

He smiled apologetically。 

〃So; as long as I'm being… not smart; we'll try to be friends?〃 I 
struggled to sum up the confusing exchange。 

〃That sounds about right。〃 

I looked down at my hands wrapped around the lemonade bottle; not sure 
what to do now。 

〃What are you thinking?〃 he asked curiously。 

I looked up into his deep gold eyes; became befuddled; and; as usual; 
blurted out the truth。 

〃I'm trying to figure out what you are。〃 

His jaw tightened; but he kept his smile in place with some effort。 

〃Are you having any luck with that?〃 he asked in an offhand tone。 

〃Not too much;〃 I admitted。 

He chuckled。 〃What are your theories?〃 

I blushed。 I had been vacillating during the last month between Bruce 
Wayne and Peter Parker。 There was no way I was going to own up to that。 

〃Won't you tell me?〃 he asked; tilting his head to one side with a 
shockingly tempting smile。 

I shook my head。 〃Too embarrassing。〃 

〃That's really frustrating; you know;〃 he plained。 

〃No;〃 I disagreed quickly; my eyes narrowing; 〃I can't imagine why that 
would be frustrating at all — just because someone refuses to tell you 
what they're thinking; even if all the while they're making cryptic 
little remarks specifically designed to keep you up at night wondering 
what they could possibly mean… now; why would that be frustrating?〃 

He grimaced。 

〃Or better;〃 I continued; the pentup annoyance flowing freely now; 〃say 
that person also did a wide range of bizarre things — from saving your 
life under impossible circumstances one day to treating you like a pariah 
the next; and he never explained any of that; either; even after he 
promised。 That; also; would be very nonfrustrating。〃 

〃You've got a bit of a temper; don't you?〃 

〃I don't like double standards。〃 

We stared at each other; unsmiling。 

He glanced over my shoulder; and then; unexpectedly; he snickered。 

〃What?〃 

〃Your boyfriend seems to think I'm being unpleasant to you — he's 
debating whether or not to e break up our fight。〃 He snickered again。 

〃I don't know who you're talking about;〃 I said frostily。 〃But I'm sure 
you're wrong; anyway。〃 

〃I'm not。 I told you; most people are easy to read。〃 

〃Except me; of course。〃 

〃Yes。 Except for you。〃 His mood shifted suddenly; his eyes turned 
brooding。 〃I wonder why that is。〃 

I had to look away from the intensity of his stare。 I concentrated on 
unscrewing the lid of my lemonade。 I took a swig; staring at the table 

without seeing it。 

〃Aren't you hungry?〃 he asked; distracted。 

〃No。〃 I didn't feel like mentioning that my stomach was already full — of 
butterflies。 〃You?〃 I looked at the empty table in front of him。 

〃No; I'm not hungry。〃 I didn't understand his expression — it looked like 
he was enjoying some private joke。 

〃Can you do me a favor?〃 I asked after a second of hesitation。 

He was suddenly wary。 〃That depends on what you wa

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