You were right.
I usually am - but about what in particular this time?
-Bella Swan and Edward Cullen

I’m Jacob Black. You bought my dad’s truck.

There are stories of the cold ones as old as the wolf legends, and some much more recent. According to legend, my own great-grandfather knew some of them. He was the one who made the treaty that kept them off our land.

If I was being honest with myself, I knew I was eager to get to school because I would see Edward Cullen. And that was very, very stupid.

Bella, you are utterly absurd.

That’s Edward. He’s gorgeous, of course, but don’t waste your time. He doesn’t date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him.

Bella? Are you all right?

Enough commentary on my driving.

It was just how close you were. Most humans instinctively shy away from us, are repelled by our alienness… I wasn’t expecting you to come so close. And the smell of your throat.

I tried to make my smile alluring, wondering if I was laying it on too thick. He smiled back, though, looking allured.