Library
The kids were all 10 minutes late, which I am not happy with, but what can I do? I'm hoping to get them on time tomorrow morning, which is a very slim chance, but I've gotta try. I stopped by the Forks library to return Amy's book and get her a new book. While returning her book the library's headlines caught my eyes:
"NEW BOOK JUST IN: TWILIGHT BY STEPHENIE MEYER"
I do need a break from this reality, so I decided to check it out. I got Amy's new book and got "Twilight" for me. Now I was so excited to get home and start reading it, I skipped grocery shopping, and didn't even bother to drop off Cody at daycare. I felt like Amy when she first got her iPod, excited and felt like screaming. Scary thing was, I never really liked reading when I was younger, I wondered why I was so excited to read this one.
I got home, fed Cody, and put him in his playpen for a nap. He fell asleep right away. It was better for me, more peace and quiet. I checked the time. 9:30. That looked like plenty of time to finish reading the book. I got to it right away, skipping laundry, and cleaning the toilets (I mean, I'm pretty happy I skipped that.)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
By the time I finished Chapter 5, I started to get hungry. I popped a hot pocket into the microwave. I checked the time again. 12:30. I can squeeze a couple more chapters in…before having to do laundry and dinner. Cody began to cry, time for lunch. I fed him is bottle then gave him toys to play with, that should keep him busy for a couple more hours. I went right back to reading. A couple more minutes later, the phone rings.
Conversation:
"Hello?"
"Hello, This is Miss. Baker, is this Mrs. Black?"
"Yes, aren't you Amy's teacher?"
"I am, Amy got into a little trouble today."
"What did she do now?"
"Well, she got into a fight with another girl."
"Why?"
"She and the other girl refuse to tell. We tried threatening to expel them and give them detention, but they refuse to tell!"
"What could this mean?"
"We're not sure, but if you can make it here now, that would be greatly appreciated."
"Alright, I'll try. If not I'll get my husband to."
"Goodbye."
I put the phone down, eyeing my book. I really didn't want to go. I turned to my last chance: Jacob. I quickly dialed his cell phone number.
Conversation:
"Hello?"
"Hi, Jacob, It's me, Bella."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, Amy got into a fight today at school. The teacher would like one of us to go to her school right now, and I'm sorry but I can't make it, do you think you can?"
"I'm kind of in the middle of a presentation, but If I have to I guess I'll be there in 15 minutes."
"Thank you so much Jacob. Bye, oh and dinner is going to be takeout tonight. Sorry, I didn't get to go grocery shopping, I'll go tomorrow."
"Ok, do you want Chinese takeout? I'll pick it up after work."
"Whatever the girls want, I'm not very hungry today. I'm not sure why."
"Alright then, see you later. I love you."
"Love you too."
I picked up the book and continued reading. It was addicting, very addicting. I could not put it down. Something about it scared me, I think the plot was like a book that I read before. But I don't remember reading it. The love between Bella and Edward in this book is so intense, It feels like a part of me. A part of me that doesn't want to let go of a memory. But I can't remember the memory. But the thing that scared me the most was this:
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb..."
"What a stupid lamb."
"What a sick, masochistic lion."
I felt as if those words, were part of my life. Words can't put a meaning to how I feel about this book. The connection between me and Bella is like two sisters. I just can't put my finger on why. And Edward, there isn't anything I can say about him, the characteristics he has, the way he takes care of Bella, it just doesn't make sense to me. He relates to a person I used to know, I just can't remember. Jacob is the only person I can remember, and I'm not even sure what his early life was like, maybe till around the twenties, when I first remember meeting him. He never did like to talk about his child hood, he said that he was madly in love with a girl named Isabella and she broke his heart and left him for someone else, who he claims he doesn't remember the name. Poor Jacob, I was what he needed, I was his brand of heroin. Something about that line sounds very familiar, like I've said it before, yet again, I can't recall why or how. There's only one explanation, I'm going crazy, those sleepless nights, Cody crying, me having to get up and comfort him. There were even nights where I woke up from nightmares, nightmares where I was being chased and then everything went blank. There was one nightmare I had a couple of days ago, I was looking in the mirror and didn't see myself. Instead I saw my grandma, with a young, handsome man standing besides her, then the next moment, it was me in her spot, old an wrinkly. Something about that dream connects me to this book. I think its about time to put down the fantasy world (although I can't really call it fantasy, its more of a déjà vu feeling) and get back to my normal reality.
Farewell my sweet Edward.