new moon(暮光之城-新月英文版)-第27部分

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Jacob　was　waiting　for　me。　My　chest　seemed　to　relax　as　soon　as　I　saw　him；　
making　it　easier　to　breathe。　
〃Hey；　Bella；〃　he　called。　
I　smiled　in　relief。　〃Hey；　Jacob；〃　I　waved　at　Billy；　who　was　looking　out　the　
window。　
〃Let's　get　to　work；〃　Jacob　said　in　a　low　but　eager　voice。　
I　was　somehow　able　to　laugh。　〃You　seriously　aren't　sick　of　me　yet？〃　I　
wondered。　He　must　be　starting　to　
ask　himself　how　desperate　I　was　for　pany。　
Jacob　led　the　way　around　the　house　to　his　garage。　
〃Nope。　Not　yet。〃　
〃Please　let　me　know　when　I　start　getting　on　your　nerves。　I　don't　want　to　be　a　
pain。〃　
〃Okay。〃　He　laughed；　a　throaty　sound。　〃I　wouldn't　hold　your　breath　for　that；　
though。〃　
When　I　walked　into　the　garage；　I　was　shocked　to　see　the　red　bike　standing　up；　
looking　like　a　motorcycle　
rather　than　a　pile　of　jagged　metal。　
〃Jake；　you're　amazing；〃　I　breathed。　
He　laughed　again。　〃I　get　obsessive　when　I　have　a　project。〃　He　shrugged。　〃If　I　
had　any　brains　I'd　drag　it　
out　a　little　bit。〃　
〃Why？〃　
He　looked　down；　pausing　for　so　long　that　I　wondered　if　he　hadn't　heard　my　
question。　Finally；　he　asked　
me；　〃Bella；　if　I　told　you　that　I　couldn't　fix　these　bikes；　what　would　you　
say？〃　
I　didn't　answer　right　away；　either；　and　he　glanced　up　to　check　my　expression。　
〃I　would　say　that's　too　bad；　but　I'll　bet　we　could　figure　out　something　else　
to　do。　If　we　got　really　
desperate；　we　could　even　do　homework。〃　
Jacob　smiled；　and　his　shoulders　relaxed。　He　sat　down　next　to　the　bike　and　
picked　up　a　wrench。　〃So　you　
think　you'll　still　e　over　when　I'm　done；　then？〃　
〃Is　that　what　you　meant？〃　I　shook　my　head。　〃I　guess　I　am　taking　advantage　of　
your　very　underpriced　
mechanical　skills。　But　as　long　as　you　let　me　e　over；　I'll　be　here。〃　
〃Hoping　to　see　Quil　again？〃　he　teased。　
〃You　caught　me。〃　
He　chuckled。　〃You　really　like　spending　time　with　me？〃　he　asked；　marveling。　
〃Very；　very　much。　And　I'll　prove　it。　I　have　to　work　tomorrow；　but　Wednesday　
we'll　do　something　
nonmechanical。〃　
〃Like　what？〃　
〃I　have　no　idea。　We　can　go　to　my　place　so　you　won't　be　tempted　to　be　
obsessive。　You　could　bring　your　
schoolwork—you　have　to　be　getting　behind；　because　I　know　I　am。〃　
〃Homework　might　be　a　good　idea。〃　He　made　a　face；　and　I　wondered　how　much　he　
was　leaving　undone　
to　be　with　me。　
〃Yes；〃　I　agreed。　〃We'll　have　to　start　being　responsible　occasionally；　or　Billy　
and　Charlie　aren't　going　to　be　
so　easygoing　about　this。〃　I　made　a　gesture　indicating　the　two　of　us　as　a　
single　entity。　He　liked　that—he　
beamed。　
〃Homework　once　a　week？〃　he　proposed。　
〃Maybe　we'd　better　go　with　twice；〃　I　suggested；　thinking　of　the　pile　I'd　just　
been　assigned　today。　
He　sighed　a　heavy　sigh。　Then　he　reached　over　his　toolbox　to　a　paper　grocery　
sack。　He　pulled　out　two　
cans　of　soda；　cracking　one　open　and　handing　it　to　me。　He　opened　the　second；　
and　held　it　up　
ceremoniously。　
〃Here's　to　responsibility；〃　he　toasted。　〃Twice　a　week。〃　
〃And　recklessness　every　day　in　between；〃　I　emphasized。　
He　grinned　and　touched　his　can　to　mine。　
I　got　home　later　than　I'd　planned　and　found　Charlie　had　ordered　a　pizza　rather　
than　wait　for　me。　He　
wouldn't　let　me　apologize。　
〃I　don't　mind；〃　he　assured　me。　〃You　deserve　a　break　from　all　the　cooking；　
anyway。〃　
I　knew　he　was　just　relieved　that　I　was　still　acting　like　a　normal　person；　and　
he　was　not　about　to　rock　the　
boat。　
I　checked　my　e…mail　before　I　started　on　my　homework；　and　there　was　a　long　one　
from　Renee。　She　
gushed　over　every　detail　I'd　provided　her　with；　so　I　sent　back　another　
exhaustive　description　of　my　day。　
Everything　but　the　motorcycles。　Even　happy…go…lucky　Renee　was　likely　to　be　
alarmed　by　that。　
School　Tuesday　had　its　ups　and　downs。　Angela　and　Mike　seemed　ready　to　wele　
me　back　with　open　
arms—to　kindly　overlook　my　few　months　of　aberrant　behavior。　Jess　was　more　
resistant。　I　wondered　if　
she　needed　a　formal　written　apology　for　the　Port　Angeles　incident。　
Mike　was　animated　and　chatty　at　work。　It　was　like　he'd　stored　up　the　
semester's　worth　of　talk；　and　it　
was　all　spilling　out　now。　I　found　that　I　was　able　to　smile　and　laugh　with　him；　
though　it　wasn't　as　effortless　
as　it　was　with　Jacob。　It　seemed　harmless　enough；　until　quitting　time。　
Mike　put　the　closed　sign　in　the　window　while　I　folded　my　vest　and　shoved　it　
under　the　counter。　
〃This　was　fun　tonight；〃　Mike　said　happily。　
〃Yeah；〃　I　agreed；　though　I'd　much　rather　have　spent　the　afternoon　in　the　
garage。　
〃It's　too　bad　that　you　had　to　leave　the　movie　early　last　week。〃　
I　was　a　little　confused　by　his　train　of　thought。　I　shrugged。　〃I'm　just　a　wimp；　
I　guess。〃　
〃What　I　mean　is；　you　should　go　to　a　better　movie；　something　you'd　enjoy；〃　he　
explained。　
〃Oh；〃　I　muttered；　still　confused。　
〃Like　maybe　this　Friday。　With　me。　We　could　go　see　something　that　isn't　scary　
at　all。〃　
I　bit　my　lip。　
I　didn't　want　to　screw　things　up　with　Mike；　not　when　he　was　one　of　the　only　
people　ready　to　forgive　me　
for　being　crazy。　But　this；　again；　felt　far　too　familiar。　Like　the　last　year　
had　never　happened。　I　wished　I　had　
Jess　as　an　excuse　this　time。　
〃Like　a　date？〃　I　asked。　Honesty　was　probably　the　best　policy　at　this　point。　
Get　it　over　with。　
He　processed　the　tone　of　my　voice　〃If　you　want。　But　it　doesn't　have　to　be　like　
that。〃　
〃I　don't　date；〃　I　said　slowly；　realizing　how　true　that　was。　That　whole　world　
seemed　impossibly　distant。　
〃Just　as　friends？〃　he　suggested。　His　clear　blue　eyes　were　not　as　eager　now。　I　
hoped　he　really　meant　that　
we　could　be　friends　anyway。　
〃That　would　be　fun。　But　I　actually　have　plans　already　this　Friday；　so　maybe　
next　week？〃　
〃What　are　you　doing？〃　he　asked；　less　casually　than　I　think　he　wanted　to　sound。　
〃Homework。　I　have　a　study　session　planned　with　a　friend。〃　
〃Oh。　Okay。　Maybe　next　week。〃　
He　walked　me　to　my　car；　less　exuberant　than　before。　It　reminded　me　so　clearly　
of　my　first　months　in　
Forks。　I'd　e　full　circle；　and　now　everything　felt　like　an　echo—an　empty　
echo；　devoid　of　the　interest　it　
used　to　have。　
The　next　night；　Charlie　didn't　seem　the　smallest　bit　surprised　to　find　Jacob　
and　me　sprawled　across　the　
living　room　floor　with　our　books　scattered　around　us；　so　I　guessed　that　he　and　
Billy　were　talking　behind　
our　backs。　
〃Hey；　kids；〃　he　said；　his　eyes　straying　to　the　kitchen。　The　smell　of　the　
lasagna　I'd　spent　the　afternoon　
making—while　Jacob　watched　and　occasionally　sampled—wafted　down　the　hall；　I　
was　being　good；　
trying　to　atone　for　all　the　pizza。　
Jacob　stayed　for　dinner；　and　took　a　plate　home　for　Billy。　He　grudgingly　added　
another　year　to　my　
negotiable　age　for　being　a　good　cook。　
Friday　was　the　garage；　and　Saturday；　after　my　shift　at　Newton's；　was　homework　
again。　Charlie　felt　
secure　enough　in　my　sanity　to　spend　the　day　fishing　with　Harry。　When　he　got　
back；　we　were　all　
done—feeling　very　sensible　and　mature　about　it；　too—and　watching　Monster　
Garage　on　the　Discovery　
Channel。　
〃I　probably　ought　to　go。〃　Jacob　sighed。　〃It's　later　than　I　thought。〃　
〃Okay；　fine；〃　I　grumbled。　〃I'll　take　you　home。〃　
He　laughed　at　my　unwilling　expression—it　seemed　to　please　him。　
〃Tomorrow；　back　to　work；〃　I　said　as　soon　as　we　were　safe　in　the　truck。　〃What　
time　do　you　want　me　to　
e　up？〃　
There　was　an　unexplained　excitement　in　his　answering　smile。　〃I'll　call　you　
first；　okay？〃　
〃Sure。〃　I　frowned　to　myself；　wondering　what　was　up。　His　smile　widened。　
I　cleaned　the　house　the　next　morning—waiting　for　Jacob　to　call　and　trying　to　
shake　off　the　Litest　
nightmare。　The　scenery　had　changed。　Last　night　I'd　wandered　in　a　wide　sea　of　
ferns　interspersed　with　
huge　hemlock　trees。　There　was　nothing　else　there；　and　I　was　lost；　wandering　
aimless　and　alone；　searching　
for　nothing。　I　wanted　to　kick　myself　for　the　stupid　field　trip　last　week。　I　
shoved　the　dream　out　of　my　
conscious　mind；　hoping　it　would　stay　locked　up　somewhere　and　not　escape　again。　
Charlie　was　outside　washing　the　cruiser；　so　when　the　phone　rang；　I　dropped　the　
toilet　brush　and　ran　
downstairs　to　answer　it。　
〃Hello？〃　I　asked　breathlessly。　
〃Bella；〃　Jacob　said；　a　strange；　formal　tone　to　his　voice。　
〃Hey；　Jake。〃　
〃I　believe　that　we　have　a　date〃　he　said；　his　tone　thick　with　implications。　
It　took　me　a　s