Chapter 3- Motives
She frowned as she struggled for the words. “It’s justdifferent . He’s very intense about you . . .
and very careful. I feel like I don’t really understand your relationship. Like there’s some secret I’m missing. . . .”
“I think you’re imagining things, Mom,” I said quickly, struggling to keep my voice light. There was a flutter in my stomach. I’d forgotten how much my mother saw . Something about her simple view of the world cut through all the distractions and pierced right to the truth of things. Or, you know, she has eyes.
“The way you move — you orient yourself around him without even thinking about it. When he moves, even a little bit, you adjust your position at the same time. Like magnets . . . or gravity. You’re like a . . . satellite, or something. I’ve never seen anything like it.” IS SOMEONE ACTUALLY BEING NORMAL AND SENSIBLE? WHAT? WHAT IS GOING ON
HERE?
I don't understand how Smeyer can go on for pages and pages about Edward's beauty but a weekend in Florida, which could potentially expose Edward to the world, gets like three pages. So they get home and Jacob has been calling nonstop.
“Sure. Now, why are you harassing Charlie?”
“I need to talk to you.”
“Yeah, I figured out that part all by myself. Go ahead.” Could it be that Bella was actually...funny? AM I IN A PARALLEL UNIVERSE?
“So what did you want to talk about, Jake?”
He hesitated. “Nothing really, I guess. I . . . wanted to hear your voice.”
“Yeah, I know. I’m so glad you called me, Jake. I . . .” But I didn’t know what more to say. I wanted to
tell him I was on my way to La Push right now. And I couldn’t tell him that.
“I have to go,” he said abruptly. He called just to tell her he had nothing to talk about? Okay.
“What do you want me to do, Edward?”
“I want you to stay in the car.” He pulled into his usual spot and turned the engine off as he spoke. “I want you to wait here until I come back for you.” GrrrrrrALK;SADHF.
“But . . .why ?” I just keep imagining that episode of Y:TAS where Tristan kept going, "But..why?"
Anyhoo, Jacob shows up outside her school. Good plan Jacob, because Bella definitely won't be glued to Edward's side all day at school. Never mind. Jacob wants to talk to Edward with witnesses around.
I noticed other faces, too — the faces of my classmates. I noticed how their eyes widened as they took in all six foot seven inches of Jacob’s long body, muscled up the way no normal
sixteen-and-a-half-year-old ever had been. I saw those eyes rake over his tight black t-shirt —short-sleeved, though the day was unseasonably cool — his ragged, grease-smeared jeans, and the glossy black bike he leaned against. I love how Edward is perfect, elegant, pale, beautiful, blah blah, and Jacob is dark skinned, has ragged and stained jeans, and is wearing dark colours and he's on a "dangerous" motorcycle. And of course, Jacob is the one that gets screwed over in the end.
Jacob came to warn Edward that he violated the treaty because Emmett attacked Paul but Edward said it wasn't on their land, or some such.
“Leave now.” Edward cut him off mid-sentence, and his face was abruptly frightening — truly
frightening. For a second, he looked like . . . like avampire . Fancy that.
She's having another epiphany! Victoria came back and that's why Edward made her fly across the country and shit.
“You don’t think Bella has a right to know?” Jacob challenged. “It’s her life.” No fucking kidding.
Aaaaand she's crying again.
The memory snapped me out of my near hysteria and put everything in perspective. Because I’d rather Victoria killed me a hundred times over than watch Edward suffer that way again. Yes, that is sure putting things in perspective.
And Jacob is remembering his time with Bella and Edward is all agonized.
“The principal’s on his way to discourage loitering on school property,” Edward murmured to me. “Let’s get to English, Bella, so you’re not involved.”
“Overprotective, isn’t he?” Jacob said, talking just to me. “A little trouble makes life fun. Let me guess, you’re not allowed to have fun, are you?” Jacob's kind of hot sometimes.
I just don't get this complete 180 Jacob did. He used to be nice, sweet, kind of naive, "her own personal sun". And now he's like a cocky jackass. How the hell did that happen?
“Okay, get to class,” a stern voice sounded behind us. “Move along, Mr. Crowley.” ...Alistair Crowley...?
“Get to school, Jake,” I whispered, anxious as soon as I recognized the principal’s voice. Jacob went to the Quileute school, but he might still get in trouble for trespassing or the equivalent. You can't trespass on public property. Duh.
“Do you feel well enough to go to class?” he whispered when we were past the principal.
“Yes,” I whispered back, not quite sure if this was a lie. Is it possible that she could be so shook up by Jacob's presence that she can't GO TO SCHOOL? What YEAR is this?
This is probably the most boring chapter I have read thus far, except for that one in The Host where the recap was like two paragraphs lon.
And then they're joking about what they would do in various airplane situations. I skim because it's boring.
It was later, in Calculus — my one class without Edward — that I heard the gossip.
“My money’s on the big Indian,” someone was saying. RACIST.
Everyone's betting on who would win in a fight: Edward or Jacob. That's the end.
Chapter 4- Nature
Emmett had said, “I’m really glad Edward didn’t kill you. Everything’s so much more fun with you around.” Yeah, that's a profoundly disturbing sentiment, and maybe if your boyfriend's brother is saying something like that then MAYBE YOU SHOULD BREAK UP WITH HIM.
“If it’s no big deal, then why did Edward drag me to Florida?” I’d demanded.
“Haven’t you noticed yet, Bella, that Edward is just the teeniest bit prone to overreaction?” HA HA HA HA if New Moon didn't prove THAT then I don't know what did.
I would never admit to him how hard it was for me when he was gone — how it brought back the abandonment nightmares. I think she has severe separation anxiety issues.
Oh, dear God. A note from Edward: I’ll be back so soon you won’t have time to miss me. Look after my heart — I’ve left it with you.
And, of course, the oh-so-comforting promise from Alice.
“I’m staying close to home to hunt. I’ll only be fifteen minutes away if you need me. I’ll keep an eye out for trouble.”
Translation: don’t try anything funny just because Edward is gone.
Alice was certainly just as capable of crippling my truck as Edward was. See that there? That is why I don't love Alice as much as everyone else seems to.
Not wanting to be ridiculously early for work, I ate my breakfast slowly, one Cheerio at a time. HA HA HA HA.
Then, when I’d washed the dishes, I arranged the magnets on the fridge into a perfect line. Maybe I was developing obsessive-compulsive disorder. Along with a few other things. Daddy issues, separation anxiety, abandonment issues...
So she goes to work but she's quitting in the summer so the Newton's started training someone else and Bella goes to work and they say they don't need her anymore. Bella freaks out because then she has too much time to think about Edward.
And Bella makes a run for it to La Push, dun dun DUN. Jacob is bipolar and hugs her.
He struggled for the words. He took a deep breath and tried again. “What
I’m asking is . . . everything is just back to the way it was beforehe left? You forgave him for all of that?”
I took a deep breath. “There was nothing to forgive.” Um, really? I'm not even going to touch that one.
So Bella tells Jacob about what happened in Jacksonville and shit and Jacob tells her what has happened with the werewolves lately. Oh man, THIS IS THE IMPRINTING BOOK. Can't wait.
Anyway, the werewolves chased Victoria down to Cullen land, the Cullens chased her back up to Quileute land, like a ginormous game of ping pong and Emmett reached out for her and ran into Paul, who fursploded.
I don't know if I'm just tired or hungry or what, but I can't put any effort into these recaps.
“When Sam saw . . . how you were in the beginning, when Billy told them how Charlie worried when you didn’t get better, and then when you started jumping off cliffs . . .”
I made a face. No one was ever going to let me forget that. Well DUH. It was a monumentally stupid thing to do.
And for some insane reason Sam feels betrayed that Bella let the Cullens back into her life just like that. Okay? They've met like, three times. I actually don't even think they've spoken to each other before.
“You can tell Sam to go right to —”
“Look at that,” Jacob interrupted me, pointing to an eagle in the act of plummeting down toward the ocean from an incredible height. Oh no, we can't have a SWEAR in the story, now can we?
“You see it everywhere,” Jacob said, his voice suddenly distant. “Nature taking its course — hunter and prey, the endless cycle of life and death.” Sing it if you know the words, kids! "In the ciiiiiiiircle of liiiiiife!"
“And yet, you don’t see the fish trying to plant a kiss on the eagle. You never seethat .” He grinned a mocking grin.
I grinned back tightly, though the acid taste was still in my mouth. “Maybe the fish was trying,” I suggested. “It’s hard to tell what a fish is thinking. Eagles are good-looking birds, you know.”
“Is that what it comes down to?” His voice was abruptly sharper. “Good looks?” Jacob is one of the most perceptive characters in the books.
Heyyyy. Is this the quasi-rape part?
“I lovehim . Not because he’s beautiful or because he’srich !” I spat the word at Jacob. “I’d much rather he weren’t either one. It would even out the gap between us just a little bit — because he’d still be the most loving and unselfish and brilliant anddecent person I’ve ever met. Of course I love him. How hard is that to understand?”
“It’s impossible to understand.”
“Please enlighten me, then, Jacob.” I let the sarcasm flow thick. “Whatis a valid reason for someone to love someone else? Since apparently I’m doing it wrong.” Oh, yes you are. YES. YOU. ARE.
“You know, Jacob, you’re awfully self-righteous — considering that you’re a werewolf and all.”
“It’s not the same,” Jacob repeated, glowering at me.
“I don’t see why not. You could be abit more understanding about the Cullens. You have no idea how truly good they are — to the core, Jacob.”
He frowned more deeply. “They shouldn’t exist. Their existence goes against nature.”
I don't want to take Bella's side here, but Jacob is being a wee bit hypocritical.
Okay, it wasn't the quasi-rape part, but the imprinting is coming up in the next chapter. I can't wait!
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