Status Update: The Beginning

Twilight  - Stephenie Meyer

That's when I noticed the still, white figure. Edward Cullen was leaning against the front door of the Volvo, three cars down from me, and staring intently in my direction.


Guys, I want you to remember this update. These two sentences signify the moment that every book boyfriend became an epic, stalkery douchcanoe. 


After you're dead, that is.