I looked at the book and notices some scraps of paper sticking out from the edge of the book in between the page I had just read and the next page. It looked like she had torn out a page.
I held the book towards my face. I could defiantly see the edges of where some page used to be. I wondered why she ripped it out.
I traced my finger along the edges of the fray. I could just imagine Bella ripping out the pages with frustration.
I listened to her rhythmic breathing. She would probably be asleep for another hour at least. I read on.
Friday (I am still here in Forks)
I am so glad that the week is over. It seems like it lasted forever. I feel like the week has been spread out so long just to torture me. Today, Edward wasn't here again. Nothing much has changed since yesterday. Well, one thing did.
Edward's family has been glaring at me for the whole lunch period like they blamed me for Edwards's disappearance. Well, not all of them, but it sure felt like it. It was mostly the stunning blonde girl. Jessica says her name is Rosalie, but that is such an unusual name. I think that she made it up for herself. Kind of like when I was little and made everyone call me Anastasia for a week after I saw that movie.
Except Rosalie is not seven years old. She is about seventeen years old.
Jessica seems to be less cheerful about being by me. I suppose that my presence at the school for almost a week has changed my status from new girl to slightly new girl. It is most likely less cool now for her to be around me.
Angela seems to be very sweet. Today she helped me to understand math. I hate that subject. It is the one subject I will fail for sure. Somehow she can understand it and is very good at it. I wish I could help her some way in return.
I doubt that I could though because the only subject I am really good at is English, and you can't really get help in English. Unless she wanted me to help her understand Shakespeare or something, I am useless.
I am really talentless. Well, I have talents but they are not very attractive. For instance the fact that I can trip over air is pretty astounding. Also, I always attract danger and disaster. I don't even know how many times I have been in the hospital now.
It probably isn't the greatest thing to have no sense of balance AND attract every danger that is possible. I will probably trip down the stairs and kill myself by falling on a knife or something else that is very pointy.
I suppose that this could be attractive in a way to overprotective guys. But I am rather opposed to guys doing everything for girls. What ever happened to women being equal? The modern women of today's age have ruined what suffragists fought for.
I wish I could be brave and bold like a suffragist. Sadly, I am stuck shy and timid. Amazingly, I haven't even cut myself here at Forks yet. (The paper cut I got on my binder doesn't count) It must be a new record. Hopefully I won't jinx it by writing this.
I should probably go to sleep. I don't really need to though because today is a Friday. I think I will watch a movie or something to distract myself for an hour or so. It is only ten. I can stay up for another hour or so.
A/N: thanks guys for the luck on the finials. I am amazed at how many people responded to that! I sorry though because I will probably blow them even with all of your luck. I am such a failure at life. On a more positive note….My physics presentation went splendidly today!
I will update this soon so that I can get this story over with. I do not like writing this. It is easier to write normal stories. I suck at journals because I have never been able to keep one. I always give up. (wow this a/n is turning out to be about me….not the story. Sorry)
