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Chapter 4
AndbeforeIcouldrespond,hewaswalkingbacktohiscar.Icouldfeeltheshockonmyface.IlookedforwardtoseeAlice,Rosalie,Emmett,andJasperallslidingintotheVolvo.Inhisrearviewmirror,Edward’seyeswereonme.Hewasunquestionablyshakingwithlaughter,asifhe’dheardeverywordTylerhadsaid.Myfootitchedtowardthegaspedal...onelittlebumpwouldn’thurtanyofthem,justthatglossysilverpaintjob.Irevvedtheengine.
Buttheywereallin,andEdwardwasspeedingaway.Idrovehomeslowly,carefully,mutteringtomyselfthewholeway.
WhenIgothome,Idecidedtomakechickenenchiladasfordinner.Itwasalongprocess,anditwouldkeepmebusy.WhileIwassimmeringtheonionsandchilies,thephonerang.Iwasalmostafraidtoanswerit,butitmightbeCharlieormymom.
ItwasJessica,andshewasjubilant;Mikehadcaughtherafterschooltoacceptherinvitation.IcelebratedwithherbrieflywhileIstirred.Shehadtogo,shewantedtocallAngelaandLaurentotellthem.Isuggested-withcasualinnocence-thatmaybeAngela,theshygirlwhohadBiology
withme,couldaskEric.AndLauren,astandoffishgirlwhohadalwaysignoredmeatthelunchtable,couldaskTyler;I’dheardhewasstillavailable.Jessthoughtthatwasagreatidea.NowthatshewassureofMike,sheactuallysoundedsincerewhenshesaidshewishedIwouldgotothedance.IgavehermySeattleexcuse.
