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  , a he eakihem.
  strange, unpopular hought. the kinds of names gras had.
  but maybe that was in vogue here — small town names? i finally remembered
  that my neighbor was called jessica, a perfee. there were
  two girls named jessi my history class bae.
  ”they are… very nig.” i struggled with the spicuous
  u.
  ”yes!” jessica agreed with anle. ”they're all th —
  emmett and rosalie, and jasper and ali. and they live
  together.” her voice held all the shonation of the small
  town, i thought critically. but, if i was bei, i had to admit
  that eve would cause gossip.
  ”whies are the s?” i asked. ”they don't look related…”
  ”oh, they're not. dr. is really young, iies or early
  thirties. they're all adopted. the hales are brother awins —
  the blohey're foster .”
  ”they look a little old for foster .”
  ”they are noer ah eighteen, but they've been
  with mrs. ce they were eight. she's their auhing
  like that.”
  ”that's really kihem to take care of all those kids
  like that, when they're so youhing.”
  ”i guess so,” jessica admitted relutly, and i got the impression that
  she didn't like the dod his wife for some reason. with the glances
  she was throwied , i would presume the reason
  was jealousy. ”i think that mrs. 't have any kids, though,” she
  added, as if that lesseheir kindness.
  throughout all this versation, my eyes flickered again and again to
  the table where the strange family sat. they ued to look at the
  walls a.
  ”have they always lived in forks?” i asked. surely i would have noticed
  them on one of my summers here.
  ”no,” she said i implied it should be obvious, even to a
  new arrival like me. ”they just moved down two from somewhere
  in alaska.”
  i felt a surge of pity, ay because, as beautiful as they
  were, they were outsiders, ot accepted. relief that i wasn't the
  only newer here, aainly eresting by any
  standard.
  as i examihe youhe s, looked up a
  my gaze, this time with evident curiosity in his expression. as i looked
  swiftly away, it seemed to me that his glane ki
  expe.
  ”whie is the boy with the reddish brown hair?” i asked. i peeked at
  him from the y eye, aill stari
  gawkiher students had today — he had a slightly frustrated
  expression. i looked down again.
  ”that's edward. he's geous, of course, but don't waste your time. he
  doesn't date. apparehe girls here are good-looking enough
  for him.” she sniffed, a clear case rapes. i wondered when he'd
  turned her down.
  i bit my lip to hide my smile. the him again. his face was
  turned away, but i thought his cheek appeared lifted, as if he were
  smiling, too.
  after a few more mihe four of them left the table together. they
  all were noticeably graceful — even the big, braw was
  uo wated edward didn't look at me again.
  i sat at the table with jessid her friehan i would have
  if i'd been sitting alone. i was anxious e for y
  first day. one of my new aces, who siderately reminded me
  that her name was angela, had biology ii with me the hour. we walked
  to class together in silence. she was shy, too.
  whehe , a at a black-topped lab
  table exactly like the ones i was used to. she already had a neighbor. in
  fact, all the tables were filled but ohe ter aisle, i
  reized edward by his unusual hair, sittihat single
  ope.
  as i walked dowo io the tead get my
  slip signed, i was watg him surreptitiously. just as i passed, he <b