What is she to me? Except a menace — a danger you’ve chosen to inflict on all of us.

Yes Rosalie, we all know how proficient of an assassin you are.

You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century, I felt hope.

Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.

Edward can do everything, right?" I explained.
Jasper snickered and Esme gave Edward a reproving look.
"I hope you haven't been showing off-it's rude," she scolded.
"Just a bit," he laughed freely.
"He's been too modest actually," I corrected.
"Well, play for her," Esme encouraged.
"You just said showing off was rude," he objected.
"There are exceptions to every rule," she replied.

Of course, the downside of attending a fictional school is that our lacrosse team sucks.