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           I’malreadysettledinatschool,andIhaveacoupleofgirlfriends"-sheglancedtowardEdwardagainwhenIremindedheroffriends,soItriedanotherdirection-"andCharlieneedsme.He’sjustallaloneupthere,andhecan’tcookatall."

           "YouwanttostayinForks?"sheasked,bewildered.Theideawasinconceivabletoher.AndthenhereyesflickeredbacktowardEdward."Why?"

           "Itoldyou-school,Charlie-ouch!"I’dshrugged.Notagoodidea.

           Herhandsflutteredhelplesslyoverme,tryingtofindasafeplacetopat.Shemadedowithmyforehead;itwasunbandaged.

           "Bella,honey,youhateForks,"sheremindedme.

           "It’snotsobad."

           ShefrownedandlookedbackandforthbetweenEdwardandme,thistimeverydeliberately.

           "Isitthisboy?"shewhispered.

           Iopenedmymouthtolie,buthereyeswerescrutinizingmyface,andIknewshewouldseethroughthat.

           "He’spartofit,"Iadmitted.Noneedtoconfesshowbigapart."So,haveyouhadachancetotalkwithEdward?"Iasked.

           "Yes."Shehesitated,lookingathisperfectlystillform."AndIwanttotalktoyouaboutthat."

           Uh-oh."Whatabout?"Iasked.

           "Ithinkthatboyisinlovewithyou,"sheaccused,keepinghervoicelow.

           "Ithinkso,too,"Iconfided.

           "Andhowdoyoufeelabouthim?"Sheonlypoorlyconcealedtheragingcuriosityinhervoice.

           Isighed,lookingaway.AsmuchasIlovedmymom,thiswasnotaconversationIwantedtohavewithher."I’mprettycrazyabouthim."There-thatsoundedlikesomethingateenagerwithherfirstboyfriendmightsay.