You’re always crabbier when your eyes are black — I expect it then.

I was raised to abide by traffic laws. Besides, if you turn us into a Volvo pretzel around a tree trunk, you can probably just walk away.

I’d given more information than necessary in my unwilling honesty, and I worried it would provoke the strange anger that flared whenever I slipped and revealed too clearly how obsessed I was.

I don’t speak Car and Driver.

A low oath made me aware that someone was with me, and the voice was impossible not to recognize. Two long, white hands shot out protectively in front of me, and the van shuddered to a stop a foot from my face, the large hands fitting providentially into a deep dent in the side of the van’s body.

You don’t see yourself very clearly, you know. I’ll admit you’re dead-on about the bad things, but you didn’t hear what every human male in this school was thinking on your first day.

I’ve never been in an accident, Bella — I’ve never even gotten a ticket. Built-in radar detector.

You scared me for a minute there. I thought Newton was dragging your dead body off to bury it in the woods.

Are you trying to be funny?

I said it would be better if we weren’t friends, not that I didn’t want to be.