“Do I look different?” I realized that I hadn’t seen myself since three days previously.

“You’re still as beautiful as ever.” He assured me.

“Are my eyes really red?” I hoped he would say no.

“Yes, but don’t worry. It is normal for a newborn. As soon as all of the human blood has left your body, they will lighten considerably in shade.”

“Will they be the same color as yours?”

“Eventually.”

“Speaking of eyes,” Alice piped up from the front seat. “You both look like you could use a hunt.”

She was right. Edwards eyes were dark black, and I could feel my own thirst tugging on the edge of my consciousness. It was like being addicted to a drug before you even try it. I craved it, but I was afraid of that first time. Afraid of the consequences, or afraid of getting carried away or not doing something properly. Realization and understanding flooded me as it was now much easier to comprehend Edwards heroin metaphor that he had once used as a tool to my insight.

“The Ridge, Edward?” Alice asked.

“Yes, The Ridge would be a good place to get her started.” Edward replied.

I had no idea what “The Ridge” was, but I knew it had to do with hunting. I wondered momentarily how many times Edward had been at The Ridge when he had left me to go hunting.

The rest of the ride was an overall silent one. I enjoyed the ability of being able to snuggle up to Edward without my heart doing all manners of flips and dangerous maneuvers without my consent. The 100 miles per hour that the car was traveling at no longer bothered me. In only 40 minutes we were well outside of Forks and approaching the state line. Alice abruptly pulled the car off of the highway onto a hidden dirt road. The road twisted and turned into the woods and eventually became more of a discreet trail meant to be taken on foot or with bikes.

“Don’t leave her, Edward. You know what could happen.” Alice warned as she shifted the car into park and removed the keys.

He nodded. “Stay within earshot, just in case.”

She was gone in an instant.