I had to give Dad credit. I thought he would have told Mom what he knew or, at least, taken me aside and asked what was going on when we got to the school parking lot. He didn't. He didn't say anything in the car on the way to school, he didn't say anything while walking me to all my classes for the day, and he didn't say anything on the car ride home. Mom, Uncle Jasper, Aunt Rosalie, and Aunt Alice kept staring at the both of us all day. Uncle Emmett, however, acted as if he didn't notice a thing. He was his usual self, talking about classes and what a nimrod his English teacher was.
I was hardly paying attention though at this point. All day, all I could think about was the walk that lay ahead after school with Jacob. What would I say and how would I say it? I didn't want to sound childish; I wanted to sound like a woman. When the last bell for classes sounded, I had jumped r