《1 twilight暮色》

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the holdup wasn't my fault。 

〃Oh; I know — I just wanted to ask you something while we're trapped 
here。〃 He grinned。 

This could not be happening。 

〃Will you ask me to the spring dance?〃 he continued。 

〃I'm not going to be in town; Tyler。〃 My voice sounded a little sharp。 I 
had to remember it wasn't his fault that Mike and Eric had already used 
up my quota of patience for the day。 

〃Yeah; Mike said that;〃 he admitted。 

〃Then why —〃 

He shrugged。 〃I was hoping you were just letting him down easy。〃 

Okay; it was pletely his fault。 

〃Sorry; Tyler;〃 I said; working to hide my irritation。 〃I really am going 
out of town。〃 

〃That's cool。 We still have prom。〃 

And before I could respond; he was walking back to his car。 I could feel 
the shock on my face。 I looked forward to see Alice; Rosalie; Emmett; and 
Jasper all sliding into the Volvo。 In his rearview mirror; Edward's eyes 
were on me。 He was unquestionably shaking with laughter; as if he'd heard 
every word Tyler had said。 My foot itched toward the gas pedal… one 
little bump wouldn't hurt any of them; just that glossy silver paint job。 
I revved the engine。 

But they were all in; and Edward was speeding away。 I drove home slowly; 
carefully; muttering to myself the whole way。 

When I got home; I decided to make chicken enchiladas for dinner。 It was 
a long process; and it would keep me busy。 While I was simmering the 
onions and chilies; the phone rang。 I was almost afraid to answer it; but 
it might be Charlie or my mom。 

It was Jessica; and she was jubilant; Mike had caught her after school to 
accept her invitation。 I celebrated with her briefly while I stirred。 She 
had to go; she wanted to call Angela and Lauren to tell them。 I suggested 
— with casual innocence — that maybe Angela; the shy girl who had Biology 

with me; could ask Eric。 And Lauren; a standoffish girl who had always 
ignored me at the lunch table; could ask Tyler; I'd heard he was still 
available。 Jess thought that was a great idea。 Now that she was sure of 
Mike; she actually sounded sincere when she said she wished I would go to 
the dance。 I gave her my Seattle excuse。 

After I hung up; I tried to concentrate on dinner — dicing the chicken 
especially; I didn't want to take another trip to the emergency room。 But 
my head was spinning; trying to analyze every word Edward had spoken 
today。 What did he mean; it was better if we weren't friends? 

My stomach twisted as I realized what he must have meant。 He must see how 
absorbed I was by him; he must not want to lead me on… so we couldn't 
even be friends… because he wasn't interested in me at all。 

Of course he wasn't interested in me; I thought angrily; my eyes stinging 
— a delayed reaction to the onions。 I wasn't interesting。 And he was。 
Interesting… and brilliant… and mysterious… and perfect… and beautiful… 
and possibly able to lift fullsized vans with one hand。 

Well; that was fine。 I could leave him alone。 I would leave him alone。 I 
would get through my selfimposed sentence here in purgatory; and then 
hopefully some school in the Southwest; or possibly Hawaii; would offer 
me a scholarship。 I focused my thoughts on sunny beaches and palm trees 
as I finished the enchiladas and put them in the oven。 

Charlie seemed suspicious when he came home and smelled the green 
peppers。 I couldn't blame him — the closest edible Mexican food was 
probably in southern California。 But he was a cop; even if just a 
smalltown cop; so he was brave enough to take the first bite。 He seemed 
to like it。 It was fun to watch as he slowly began trusting me in the 
kitchen。 

〃Dad?〃 I asked when he was almost done。 

〃Yeah; Bella?〃 

〃Um; I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to Seattle for the day 
a week from Saturday… if that's okay?〃 I didn't want to ask permission — 
it set a bad precedent — but I felt rude; so I tacked it on at the end。 

〃Why?〃 He sounded surprised; as if he were unable to imagine something 
that Forks couldn't offer。 

〃Well; I wanted to get few books — the library here is pretty limited — 
and maybe look at some clothes。〃 I had more money than I was used to 
having; since; thanks to Charlie; I hadn't had to pay for a car。 Not that 
the truck didn't cost me quite a bit in the gas department。 

〃That truck probably doesn't get very good gas mileage;〃 he said; echoing 
my thoughts。 

〃I know; I'll stop in Montesano and Olympia — and Taa if I have to。〃 

〃Are you going all by yourself?〃 he asked; and I couldn't tell if he was 
suspicious I had a secret boyfriend or just worried about car trouble。 

〃Yes。〃 

〃Seattle is a big city — you could get lost;〃 he fretted。 

〃Dad; Phoenix is five times the size of Seattle — and I can read a map; 
don't worry about it。〃 

〃Do you want me to e with you?〃 

I tried to be crafty as I hid my horror。 

〃That's all right; Dad; I'll probably just be in dressing rooms all day — 
very boring。〃 

〃Oh; okay。〃 The thought of sitting in women's clothing stores for any 

period of time immediately put him off。 

〃Thanks。〃 I smiled at him。 

〃Will you be back in time for the dance?〃 

Grrr。 Only in a town this small would a father know when the high school 
dances were。 

〃No — I don't dance; Dad。〃 He; of all people; should understand that — I 
didn't get my balance problems from my mother。 

He did understand。 〃Oh; that's right;〃 he realized。 

The next morning; when I pulled into the parking lot; I deliberately 
parked as far as possible from the silver Volvo。 I didn't want to put 
myself in the path of too much temptation and end up owing him a new car。 
Getting out of the cab; I fumbled with my key and it fell into a puddle 
at my feet。 As I bent to get it; a white hand flashed out and grabbed it 
before I could。 I jerked upright。 Edward Cullen was right next to me; 
leaning casually against my truck。 

〃How do you do that?〃 I asked in amazed irritation。 

〃Do what?〃 He held my key out as he spoke。 As I reached for it; he 
dropped it into my palm。 

〃Appear out of thin air。〃 

〃Bella; it's not my fault if you are exceptionally unobservant。〃 His 
voice was quiet as usual — velvet; muted。 

I scowled at his perfect face。 His eyes were light again today; a deep; 
golden honey color。 Then I had to look down; to reassemble my nowtangled 
thoughts。 

〃Why the traffic jam last night?〃 I demanded; still looking away。 〃I 
thought you were supposed to be pretending I don't exist; not irritating 
me to death。〃 

〃That was for Tyler's sake; not mine。 I had to give him his chance。〃 He 
snickered。 

〃You…〃 I gasped。 I couldn't think of a bad enough word。 It felt like the 
heat of my anger should physically burn him; but he only seemed more 
amused。 

〃And I'm not pretending you don't exist;〃 he continued。 

〃So you are trying to irritate me to death? Since Tyler's van didn't do 
the job?〃 

Anger flashed in his tawny eyes。 His lips pressed into a hard line; all 
signs of humor gone。 

〃Bella; you are utterly absurd;〃 he said; his low voice cold。 

My palms tingled — I wanted so badly to hit something。 I was surprised at 
myself。 I was usually a nonviolent person。 I turned my back and started 
to walk away。 

〃Wait;〃 he called。 I kept walking; sloshing angrily through the rain。 But 
he was next to me; easily keeping pace。 

〃I'm sorry; that was rude;〃 he said as we walked。 I ignored him。 〃I'm not 
saying it isn't true;〃 he continued; 〃but it was rude to say it; anyway。〃 

〃Why won't you leave me alone?〃 I grumbled。 

〃I wanted to ask you something; but you sidetracked me;〃 he chuckled。 He 
seemed to have recovered his good humor。 

〃Do you have a multiple personality disorder?〃 I asked severely。 

〃You're doing it again。〃 

I sighed。 〃Fine then。 What do you want to ask?〃 

〃I was wondering if; a week from Saturday — you know; the day of the 
spring dance —〃 

〃Are you trying to be funny?〃 I interrupted him; wheeling toward him。 My 
face got drenched as I looked up at his expression。 

His eyes were wickedly amused。 〃Will you please allow me to finish?〃 

I bit my lip and clasped my hands together; interlocking my fingers; so I 
couldn't do anything rash。 

〃I heard you say you were going to Seattle that day; and I was wondering 
if you wanted a ride。〃 

That was unexpected。 

〃What?〃 I wasn't sure what he was getting at。 

〃Do you want a ride to Seattle?〃 

〃With who?〃 I asked; mystified。 

〃Myself; obviously。〃 He enunciated every syllable; as if he were talking 
to someone mentally handicapped。 

I was still stunned。 〃Why?〃 

〃Well; I was planning to go to Seattle in the next few weeks; and; to be 
honest; I'm not sure if your truck can make it。〃 

〃My truck works just fine; thank you very much for your concern。〃 I 
started to walk again; but I was too surprised to maintain the same level 
of anger。 

〃But can your truck make it there on one tank of gas?〃 He matched my pace 
again。 

〃I don't see how that is any of your business。〃 Stupid; shiny Volvo owner。 

〃The wasting of finite resources is everyone's business。〃 

〃Honestly; Edward。〃 I felt a
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