I sound like an Englishman impersonating an American impersonating an Englishman.
What kind of life am i supposed to have without you?You were the one good thing,the only good thing i ever found.
You should go. " "I can't. " "Because you want to stare at the monster?" Alec's green eyes blaze, but with a wholly human fire now. "Or because you pity me?" I couldn't guess which possibility he loathes more. I fold my arms. "I can't leave because the door's locked. Believe me, I would've gone hours ago if I could have. " "Oh. Of course. " Then he looks so abashed--so boyish, and so handsome--that I almost want to laugh.
Even if that were true, it wouldn't be irony," Lucas pointed out. "Irony is the contrast between what's said and what happens.
Either this guy really liked me, or I was inventing things in my head because I wanted him to like me. I was much too inexperienced to guess which.
In my opinion, all boyfriends should turn out to be secretly wealthy.
The library would've cheered me up, most days. I loved the heavy oaken tables, the high walls stacked with books to the ceiling, the musty smell of old pages and the heavy brass fixtures that had gone dark with age and wear.
I was a fixer, a builder - an inventor - ever since I can remember.
I consider myself a natural optimist. I like the dark side of things.
It's amazing what storms your face can hide, what terrible wrecks can writhe and heave beneath, without one ripple on the surface.
Bears," I muttered, adding a new fear to the pile. "That would be just her luck, wouldn't it? Stray bear in town. OF course it would head straight for Bella.