I’m not sure how you do it, but it seems you’ve distorted my reality. I just spent an entire day indoors fearing that this sunny December day would reveal to my neighbors relatives, visiting for Christmas vacation, how I sparkle in the sun, just like diamonds.
“um so today i was telling brian how i sometimes have a hard time reading him…. it went something like this:
‘i’m usually very good at reading people…with just one exception…’
i hope he never reads the book. he’ll find out where i get all my lines from.”
It seems that this girl has had her reality distorted, too:
I know, since I’m basically a vamp already (in my mind), why don’t you send Carlisle my way to turn me tonight? I’ll be home around 12:30 am EST!
Rebekah Cullen.. oops.. not Cullen.. crap..