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  grateful. oher hand, he was
  stubbornly ced that edward was at fault — because, if not for him,
  i wouldn't have left home i plad edward was far from
  disagreeing with him. these days i had rules that haded before:
  curfews… visiting hours.
  something charlie was saying made edward's eyes widen in disbelief, and
  then a grin spread across his face.
  ”y!” he laughed.
  ”what is it?” i demanded.
  he ignored me. ”why don't you let me talk to him?” edward suggested with
  evident pleasure. he waited for a few seds.
  ”hello, tyler, this is edward .” his voice was very friendly, on
  the surfaew it well enough to catch the soft edge of me
  was tyler doing at my house? the awful truth began to dawn on me. i
  looked again at the inappropriate dress alie into.
  ”i'm sorry if there's been some kind of misuni, but bella is
  u.” edward's tohe threat in his voice
  was suddenly much more evideio be perfeest,
  she'll be unavailable every night, as far as anyone besides myself is
  ed. no offense. and i'm sorry ab.” he didn't sound
  sorry at all. and then he she pho, a huge smirk on his
  face.
  my faeck flushed with anger. i could feel the
  rage-iing to fill my eyes.
  he looked at me ihat last part a bit too mu't
  mean to offend you.”
  i ig.
  ”y me to the prom!” i yelled.
  it was embarrassingly obvious now. if i'd been paying a
  all, i'm sure i would have e oers that decorated
  the school buildings. but i'd never dreamed he was thinking of subjeg
  me to this. didn't he k all?
  he wasing the fory rea, that ressed
  his lips together and his eyes narrowed. ”don't be difficult, bella.”
  my eyes flashed to the ere halfway to the school already.
  ”why are you doing this to me?” i demanded in horror.
  he gestured to his tuxedo. ”ho did you think we were
  doing?”
  i was mortified. first, because i'd missed the obvious. and also because
  the vague suspis — expes, really — that i'd been f all
  day, as alice tried to trao a beauty queen, were so far wide
  of the mark. my half-fearful hopes seemed very silly now.
  i'd guessed there was some kind of o brewing. but prom! that was
  the furthest thing from my mind.
  the angry tears rolled over my cheeks. i remembered with dismay that i
  was very uically wearing mascara. i wiped quider my
  eyes to prevent any smudges. my hand was unblaed whe
  away; maybe aliown i would erproof makeup.
  ”this is pletely ridiculous. why are y?” he demanded in
  frustration.
  ”because i'm mad!”
  ”bella.” he turhe full force of his sg golden eyes on me.
  ”what?” i muttered, distracted.
  ”humor me,” he insisted.
  his eyes were melting all my fury. it ossible to fight with him
  wheed like that. i gave in with prace.
  ”fied, uo glare as effectively as i would have liked.
  ”i'll go quietly. but you'll see. i'm way overdue for more bad luck. i'll
  probably break my . look at this shoe! it's a death trap!” i
  held out my good leg as evidence.
  ”hmmm.” he stared at my leg lohan was necessary. ”remio
  tha tonight.”
  ”alig to be there?” that e slightly.
  ”er, a… and rosalie,” he admitted.
  the feeling of fort disappeared. there had been h
  rosalie, though i was oerms with her sometimes-husband.
  emmett enjoyed having me arou my bizarre humaions
  were hilarious… or maybe it was just the fact that i fell down a lot that
  he found so funny. rosalie acted as if i did. while i shook my
  head to disp