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"
You
know
,
I
’
ve
never
seen
him
sit
with
anyone
but
his
family
before
.
That
was
weird
.
"
"
Weird
,
"
I
agreed
.
She
seemed
annoyed
;
she
flipped
her
dark
curls
impatiently
-
I
guessed
she
’
d
been
hoping
to
hear
something
that
would
make
a
good
story
for
her
to
pass
on
.
The
worst
part
about
Friday
was
that
,
even
though
I
knew
he
wasn
’
t
going
to
be
there
,
I
still
hoped
.
When
I
walked
into
the
cafeteria
with
Jessica
and
Mike
,
I
couldn
’
t
keep
from
looking
at
his
table
,
where
Rosalie
,
Alice
,
and
Jasper
sat
talking
,
heads
close
together
.
And
I
couldn
’
t
stop
the
gloom
that
engulfed
me
as
I
realized
I
didn
’
t
know
how
long
I
would
have
to
wait
before
I
saw
him
again
.
At
my
usual
table
,
everyone
was
full
of
our
plans
for
the
next
day
.
Mike
was
animated
again
,
putting
a
great
deal
of
trust
in
the
local
weatherman
who
promised
sun
tomorrow
.
I
’
d
have
to
see
that
before
I
believed
it
.
But
it
was
warmer
today
-
almost
sixty
.
Maybe
the
outing
wouldn
’
t
be
completely
miserable
.
I
intercepted
a
few
unfriendly
glances
from
Lauren
during
lunch
,
which
I
didn
’
t
understand
until
we
were
all
walking
out
of
the
room
together
.
I
was
right
behind
her
,
just
a
foot
from
her
slick
,
silver
blond
hair
,
and
she
was
evidently
unaware
of
that
.
"
.
.
.
don
’
t
know
why
Bella
"
-
she
sneered
my
name
-
"
doesn
’
t
just
sit
with
the
Cullens
from
now
on
.
"
I
heard
her
muttering
to
Mike
.
I
’
d
never
noticed
what
an
unpleasant
,
nasal
voice
she
had
,
and
I
was
surprised
by
the
malice
in
it
.
I
really
didn
’
t
know
her
well
at
all
,
certainly
not
well
enough
for
her
to
dislike
me
-
or
so
I
’
d
thought
.
"
She
’
s
my
friend
;
she
sits
with
us
,
"
Mike
whispered
back
loyally
,
but
also
a
bit
territorially
.
I
paused
to
let
Jess
and
Angela
pass
me
.
I
didn
’
t
want
to
hear
any
more
.
That
night
at
dinner
,
Charlie
seemed
enthusiastic
about
my
trip
to
La
Push
in
the
morning
.
I
think
he
felt
guilty
for
leaving
me
home
alone
on
the
weekends
,
but
he
’
d
spent
too
many
years
building
his
habits
to
break
them
now
.
Of
course
he
knew
the
names
of
all
the
kids
going
,
and
their
parents
,
and
their
great
-
grandparents
,
too
,
probably
.
He
seemed
to
approve
.
I
wondered
if
he
would
approve
of
my
plan
to
ride
to
Seattle
with
Edward
Cullen
.
Not
that
I
was
going
to
tell
him
.
"
Dad
,
do
you
know
a
place
called
Goat
Rocks
or
something
like
that
?
I
think
it
’
s
south
of
Mount
Rainier
,
"
I
asked
casually
.
