new moon(暮光之城-新月英文版)

第1部分 (第5/7頁)

ophetic　enough　in　one　way；　at　least。　Today　was　my

birthday。　I　was　officially

eighteen　years　old。

I'd　been　dreading　this　day　for　months。

All　through　the　perfect　summer—the　happiest　summer　I　had　ever　had；　the

happiest　summer　anyone

anywhere　had　ever　had；　and　the　rainiest　summer　in　the　history　of　the　Olympic

Peninsula—this　bleak　date

had　lurked　in　ambush；　waiting　to　spring。

And　now　that　it　had　hit；　it　was　even　worse　than　I'd　feared　it　would　be。　I

could　feel　it—I　was　older。　Every

day　I　got　older；　but　this　was　different；　worse；　quantifiable。　I　was　eighteen。

And　Edward　never　would　be。

When　I　went　to　brush　my　teeth；　I　was　almost　surprised　that　the　face　in　the

mirror　hadn't　changed。　I　stared

at　myself；　looking　for　some　sign　of　impending　wrinkles　in　my　ivory　skin。　The

only　creases　were　the　ones

on　my　forehead；　though；　and　I　knew　that　if　I　could　manage　to　relax；　they　would

disappear。　I　couldn't。　My

eyebrows　stayed　lodged　in　a　worried　line　over　my　anxious　brown　eyes。

It　was　just　a　dream；　I　reminded　myself　again。　Just　a　dream　but　also　my　worst

nightmare。

I　skipped　breakfast；　in　a　hurry　to　get　out　of　the　house　as　quickly　as

possible。　I　wasn't　entirely　able　to

avoid　my　dad；　and　so　I　had　to　spend　a　few　minutes　acting　cheerful。　I　honestly

tried　to　be　excited　about

the　gifts　I'd　asked　him　not　to　get　me；　but　every　time　I　had　to　smile；　it　felt

like　I　might　start　crying。

I　struggled　to　get　a　grip　on　myself　as　I　drove　to　school。　The　vision　of　Gran—

I　would　not　think　of　it　as

me—was　hard　to　get　out　of　my　head。　I　couldn't　feel　anything　but　despair　until

I　pulled　into　the　familiar