It had been almost a year since we began dating, but nobody knew about us. Sometimes I would bring it up casually, but he always found a way to twist and turn his words until they morphed into a theory that seemed to make sense. He was good with his words, and I was good at coming up with reasons to believe them. Only a few friends at school were allowed to know about us, and they were mostly hand selected by him.
At the time it made sense, because he was convincing when he spoke about privacy being a persons number one priority. Sometimes I would tell him half jokingly that I wanted to scream it out to the world on a megaphone, because that’s what being in love made me feel like doing. He never smiled at that. Although my mom sensed there was something unusually dark about him, I always argued that it was self-induced. Besides, I couldn’t let myself believe that I was too good for him. He was endlessly charming, and intelligent, and philosophical beyond his years. At least that’s how he would secretly want to be described.
I knew I loved him, and that’s all that mattered. Sure I wasn’t the prettiest girl in the world, but he always said he liked me for that very reason, so I felt content with that. Most of the time that is. One time, I gathered the courage to sing a song in front of him in the lunch room (I had always loved singing), and he laughed and said “…that’s what’s so great about you; even though you aren’t a good singer, you’re not afraid to try.” That’s a compliment right?
Hm. Interesting, huh? Funny thing is, some good friends of ours (and some other theorists, too) think that Nikki’s story isn’t entirely fiction. In fact, a lot of people think that it’s actually about a former romance between her and Robert Pattinson (and not Ashley Greene and Robert Pattinson), and instead of the two being “at school,” the two were actually “on the set.” And wouldn’t that be something. I mean, if you really examine the story (if you even care about these Twilight people, which I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t, just a little bit), it all seems to fit. But would Nikki publicize something so apparently kept-under-wraps so long after the fact? And do you think that Robert Pattinson might actually be that big a douchebag? Does this unravel the whole Twilight mystique for you?