MY NEW BOYFRIEND
TELL ME ABOUT THE CULLENS
THE MUTED LIGHT OF YET ANOTHER CLOUDY DAY EVENTUALLY WOKE me. I lay with my arm across my eyes, groggy and dazed. Something, a dream trying to be remembered, struggled to break into my consciousness. I moaned and rolled on my one side, hoping more sleep would come. And then memories of the previous day flooded back into my awareness.
"Oh!" I sat up so fast it made my head spin.
"Your hair looks like a haystack... but I like haystacks." His unruffled voice came at me from a rocking chair in the corner.
"Fredward! You stayed!!" I rejoiced and thoughtlessly threw myself across the room and into his lap. In the instant that my thoughts caught up with my actions, I froze,