Thanks be to EBT.
We've spent the afternoon at Rosalie's house getting ready for prom. Every town has a rich family, and in Forks, it's the Hales. They've always been good, sweet people, so I'm not surprised they hired staff from Port Angeles to do our hair and make-up for tonight.
It's actually been fun.
We talk about how we think we did on finals, how everyone will look, how our time together is ending too quickly.
We're ready by five, and you, Ben, Emmett, and Jasper are already downstairs.
All of our parents are here, too.
We're made to stand here and there and pose and smile.
Solo pictures, couples pictures, group pictures.
Happiness and laughter.
It's just what going to prom's supposed to be like.
And for the first time in a long time, I'm not thinking of you.
I'm thinking of Ben and how handsome he looks and how he won't stop smiling when he looks at me.
How he introduced himself to my parents.
And how happy it makes me to see him happy.