I was a guy and when I was younger I had thought that entailed that you were not meant to fall head over feels for a girl who was going to turn you down every time you displayed your love to her.
Worse yet, I was a werewolf. That entailed that if I got mad or upset I would turn quite easily. It also meant that the other werewolves would be able to hear my thoughts as if they were all said aloud. This meant that Paul would tease me to no end.
Having heard that I was such a nice young man from random family members was something that I had been proud of at one stage. Now it seemed that it made me old fashioned and not suitable for girls. Or just simply one girl; Bella Swan. Who was now moving on to be Bella Cullen.
Lovely surprise, right? Not.
All of this resolved in me tearing up and running away again. That had been the reason every time I ran away. Lame reason, as that if I stayed I might have been seriously pitied (more than usual, that is). Now I was thought of as some drama queen.
Nice to hear, right? Not. Again!
