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Charlie
had
left
for
work
before
I
got
downstairs
.
In
a
lot
of
ways
,
living
with
Charlie
was
like
having
my
own
place
,
and
I
found
myself
reveling
in
the
aloneness
instead
of
being
lonely
.
I
threw
down
a
quick
bowl
of
cereal
and
some
orange
juice
from
the
carton
.
I
felt
excited
to
go
to
school
,
and
that
scared
me
.
I
knew
it
wasn
’
t
the
stimulating
learning
environment
I
was
anticipating
,
or
seeing
my
new
set
of
friends
.
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
.
I
should
be
avoiding
him
entirely
after
my
brainless
and
embarrassing
babbling
yesterday
.
And
I
was
suspicious
of
him
;
why
should
he
lie
about
his
eyes
?
I
was
still
frightened
of
the
hostility
I
sometimes
felt
emanating
from
him
,
and
I
was
still
tongue
-
tied
whenever
I
pictured
his
perfect
face
.
I
was
well
aware
that
my
league
and
his
league
were
spheres
that
did
not
touch
.
So
I
shouldn
’
t
be
at
all
anxious
to
see
him
today
.
It
took
every
ounce
of
my
concentration
to
make
it
down
the
icy
brick
driveway
alive
.
I
almost
lost
my
balance
when
I
finally
got
to
the
truck
,
but
I
managed
to
cling
to
the
side
mirror
and
save
myself
.
Clearly
,
today
was
going
to
be
nightmarish
.
Driving
to
school
,
I
distracted
myself
from
my
fear
of
falling
and
my
unwanted
speculations
about
Edward
Cullen
by
thinking
about
Mike
and
Eric
,
and
the
obvious
difference
in
how
teenage
boys
responded
to
me
here
.
I
was
sure
I
looked
exactly
the
same
as
I
had
in
Phoenix
.
Maybe
it
was
just
that
the
boys
back
home
had
watched
me
pass
slowly
through
all
the
awkward
phases
of
adolescence
and
still
thought
of
me
that
way
.
Perhaps
it
was
because
I
was
a
novelty
here
,
where
novelties
were
few
and
far
between
.
Possibly
my
crippling
clumsiness
was
seen
as
endearing
rather
than
pathetic
,
casting
me
as
a
damsel
in
distress
.
Whatever
the
reason
,
Mike
’
s
puppy
dog
behavior
and
Eric
’
s
apparent
rivalry
with
him
were
disconcerting
.
I
wasn
’
t
sure
if
I
didn
’
t
prefer
being
ignored
.
My
truck
seemed
to
have
no
problem
with
the
black
ice
that
covered
the
roads
.
I
drove
very
slowly
,
though
,
not
wanting
to
carve
a
path
of
destruction
through
Main
Street
.
When
I
got
out
of
my
truck
at
school
,
I
saw
why
I
’
d
had
so
little
trouble
.
Something
silver
caught
my
eye
,
and
I
walked
to
the
back
of
the
truck
-
carefully
holding
the
side
for
support
-
to
examine
my
tires
.
There
were
thin
chains
crisscrossed
in
diamond
shapes
around
them
.
Charlie
had
gotten
up
who
knows
how
early
to
put
snow
chains
on
my
truck
.
My
throat
suddenly
felt
tight
.
I
wasn
’
t
used
to
being
taken
care
of
,
and
Charlie
’
s
unspoken
concern
caught
me
by
surprise
.
I
was
standing
by
the
back
corner
of
the
truck
,
struggling
to
fight
back
the
sudden
wave
of
emotion
the
snow
chains
had
brought
on
,
when
I
heard
an
odd
sound
.
