A Summary:
My Thoughts:
What do you know, it’s another day at school, another series of conversations, and another lunch period where Edward and Bella talk in hypotheticals, because technically, he hasn’t explicitly said he’s a vampire yet, so I guess we’re going to keep doing this forever~
Reading this feels exactly like being a teenager refreshing fanfiction.net at 2am, waiting for my favorite slow-burn fic to update. The ones where the author forgot what they wrote in the previous chapter, but so much time has passed since the last update that you don't even care. You're just grateful your “OTP” (Lord, help me) is in the same room again, making meaningful eye contact and having the same circular conversation for the fifth time.
That's what Twilight feels like: Stephenie Meyer shipping her own characters so hard that she's content to just... have them stare at each other and talk in circles. And given all the theories that Bella is basically a self-insert, this makes sense (while it may not have been a deliberate self-insertion, it’s clear that personal elements definitely influenced her writing).
Edward drives Bella to school, while his siblings take a separate car because apparently he's breaking all the family rules by hanging out with her. He casually reads Jessica's mind (as one does) and gives Bella a heads up that Jessica's going to ask if they're dating. Sure enough, Jessica does exactly that, and Bella tells her about the Seattle trip while admitting she likes Edward way more than he likes her. Ouch.
Jessica gets called out here for being shallow because she's gushing about how "unbelievably gorgeous" Edward is, and Bella's like "oh typical Jessica, only caring about looks.”
But has Bella described ANYTHING about Edward that isn't his physical appearance? This girl has spent pages upon pages going on about how "stunning," "beautiful," "dazzling," "perfect," and "godlike" he is. She literally gets dizzy from looking at him.
Jessica mentions he's hot and suddenly she's shallow, but Bella can write entire internal monologues about his "topaz eyes" and "bronze hair" and somehow that's deep and meaningful? You can think a guy is attractive, Loca. You don't have to act like you're above it while simultaneously being the thirstiest person in the entire book.
At lunch, Edward gets all bothered that Bella thinks he doesn't like her as much as she likes him. He insists she's wrong and goes on about how she doesn't realize what "every boy was thinking about her" on her first day.
“You don’t see yourself very clearly, you know. I’ll admit you’re dead-on about the bad things,” he chuckled darkly, “but you didn’t hear what every human male in this school was thinking on your first day.”
I blinked, astonished. “I don’t believe it…,” I mumbled to myself.
”Trust me just this once — you are the opposite of ordinary.”
—Twilight, pg. 210
Here we go again with the "every human male in Forks is obsessed with Bella" narrative (in case we somehow forgot from the first nine chapters).
Then he gets all dramatic, saying he'd rather hurt himself by leaving her than ever hurt her — which, sir, that's not the reassurance you think it is :).
Eddie switches topics and asks if she wants to go somewhere other than Seattle since it's supposed to be sunny, and he wants to show her what happens when vampires go into sunlight (but not in public, obviously).
Aaaaaand that’s the chapter! I hope you’re enjoying the ride (even though most of it has been lunch period).
xoxo