Twilight Saga: New Moon Page #4

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EDWARD:

Class.

BELLA:

Right. Class.

Catching their breath, they start toward school... but

Edward stops, hearing something in his mind. Irritated.

EDWARD:

Someone wants you.

JACOB (O.S.)

Bella!

JACOB BLACK, 16, jogs up, carrying a used car part, long,

black ponytail wagging. He looks 18 due to his tall,

muscular body, but the gregarious Jacob is a little klutzy,

still catching up to his growth spurt. He nods to Edward,

who moves off to the side but eyes them.

BELLA:

God, Jacob, what are they feeding you

on that rez, steroids? You're huge.

JACOB:

Wouldn't seem so drastic if you came

around more.

7.

BELLA:

I will, soon. But isn't your school,

like, ten miles that way?

JACOB:

(re:
car part)

Just here buying this for the Rabbit.

I'm almost done with the rebuild.

Gotta come take a ride when it's done.

(as if remembering)

Oh, and hey, happy birthday. Your dad

told my dad. So...

He pulls from his coat a small woven DREAMCATCHER, feathers

dangling from it. He hands it to her.

JACOB:

I saw it the other day and thought of

you - it catches bad dreams.

BELLA:

This, I need. It's great.

EDWARD:

The bell's about to ring.

The bell RINGS. Jacob gives Edward an amiable smile, with

just a hint of snark.

JACOB:

Ooh, look at you, all psychic.

EDWARD:

I don't have that particular gift.

But I can read a watch. I'm clever

that way.

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