…so shame on me now…
I am a good girl.
Having your father as the police chief of your small rainy town helps cements this trait.
But beside that, I have always been a good girl. It's in my nature.
I don't care to drink, hating the taste of alcohol and knowing all the dangers. I hate the smell of cigarettes and don't even entertain the idea of recreational drugs. I'm an introvert, preferring clam and peaceful nights cuddled with a book rather than at a hyped up party.
And boys, well, I am the police chief's daughter.
Not many boys seem interested.
That doesn't mean I don't think about doing those types of things. I think about going to the parties my father occasionally has to break up. I think about what it would be like to have a boy's hands on my body. I think about drinking until my head feels woozy and I'm given the courage to act like a different me.
I just never act on these thoughts.
So why I suddenly become Edward Cullen's new found interest, I will never know.