I missed the normal crunch of gravel as I walked. I couldn'tpause and admire my truck
again as Iwanted; I was in a hurry to get out of the misty wet that swirled around my head and clung to my hairunder my hood.
Inside the truck, it was nice anddry. Either Billy or Charlie had obviously cleaned it up, but the tan upholstered seats still smelled faintly of tobacco, gasoline,and peppermint. The enginestarted quickly, tomy relief, but loudly, roaring to life and then idling at top volume. Well, a truck this old was bound to have a flaw. The antique radio worked, a plus that I hadn't expected.
听不见一般情形下脚底砾石发出的嘎吱嘎吱声。我不能像心里希望的那样,停下来欣赏欣赏我的卡车。我着急着呢,恨不能赶紧从这盘绕在我脑袋周围,缠住帽兜下面的头发不放的雾
霭中摆脱出来。
卡车里面倒是很干爽。显然,不是比利,就是查理,已经把车清洁过了,不过装了软垫的皮座椅还是能闻到些许的烟草、汽油和薄荷油的味道。令我感到安慰的是,发动机一打就着,不过声音很大,刚发动时突突作响,空转时更是达到了最大音量。嗨,这么老的一辆车肯定有一两处缺陷的。嘿,那老掉牙的收音机还响呢,这可是一笔意外收获呀。
Chapter One:FIRST SIGHTScene Five: register
Finding the school wasn't difficult, thoughI'd never been therebefore. The school was, like most other things, just off the highway. It was not obvious that it wasa school; only the sign,which declared it to be theForksHigh School, made mestop. It looked like acollection of matching houses, built with maroon-colored bricks. There were so many treesand shrubs Icouldn't see its size at first. Where was the feel of the institution? I wondered nostalgically. Where were the chain-link fences, the metal detectors?
I parked in front of the first building,which had a small sign over the door reading: Front Office. No one else was parked there, so Iwas sure it was off limits,but I decided I would getdirections inside instead of circling around in the rain like an idiot. I stepped unwillingly out ofthe toasty truck caband walked down a littlestone path linedwith dark hedges. I took a deep breath before opening the door.
Inside, it was brightly lit, and warmer than I'd hoped. Theoffice was small; a little waiting area with padded folding chairs, orange flecked commercial carpet, notices and awards cluttering the walls, abig clock ticking
loudly. Plants grew everywhere in large plastic pots, as if there wasn't enoughgreenery outside. The room was cut in half by along counter, cluttered with wire baskets full of papers and brightly colored flyers taped to its front. There were three desksbehind the counter, one of which was manned by alarge, red-haired woman wearing glasses. She was wearing a purple t-shirt, which immediately made me feel overdressed.
第一章:初见场景五:报到
找到学校没费什么事,虽然我以前从未去过。学校和许多其他建筑一样,就在公路边上。它不太看得出来是所学校;幸好看见了那块上面写着福克斯中学的牌子,我才停下来。它看上去就像一溜用栗色砖修建的配套用房。这里有许多树和灌木,一开始我没能看清学校的规模。这哪里有什么教育机构的感觉? 我感觉倒是很怀旧。铁丝网栅栏在哪儿?还有金属探测器呢?
我把车停在了第一栋楼前,楼上挂着一块小牌子,上面写有"行政办公室"字样。不见有别人把车停在这里,所以我断定这里肯定是不让停车的,不过我还是决定去问问路,而不要像个白痴似地在雨中绕圈子。我不情愿地从舒适温暖的驾驶室出来,上了一条有深色栅栏的小石路。开门之前,我深吸了一口气。
里面灯火通明,而且比我想象得要暖和。办公室很小;有一个小小的接待区,放置着一些带衬垫的可折叠椅子,地上铺着橘色斑点的商务地毯,布告和奖彰混乱地贴在墙上,一个大钟发出清晰而响亮的滴答声,在大塑料罐子里的盆景生长得异常茂盛,好像这里户外缺乏植被似的所以它们才在这里长得到处都是。这个房间被一个长柜台分割成两部分,柜台前凌乱地放着装满了纸张的金属网篓,台子的前面板上用胶带胡乱地贴着色彩明亮的广告传单。台子后面有三张办公桌,其中一张被一个大个子的,红发戴眼镜的女性所占据。她穿着一件紫色的体恤衫),这件体恤衫让我立刻觉得自己穿得太多了。
The red-haired woman looked up. "Can I help you?"
"I'm Isabella Swan," I informed her, and sawthe immediate awarenesslight her eyes. Iwas expected, atopic of gossip nodoubt. Daughter ofthe Chief's flighty ex-wife, come home at last.
"Of course," she said. She dug through a precariously stacked pile ofdocuments on her desk till she found the ones she was looking for. "I haveyour schedule right here, and a map of the school." She brought several sheets to thecounter to show me.
Shewent through myclasses for me, highlightingthe best route to each on the map, and gave me a slip to have each teacher sign, which I was tobring back at the end ofthe day. She smiled at me and hoped, like Charlie, that I would like ithere in Forks.
那个红色头发的女人抬头看着我:"你有事吗?
"我是伊萨贝拉·斯旺,"我通报了姓名,看见她的眼中立即闪过明白了的眼神,我料想,无疑我已经成为了这个小镇上闲聊时的话题,警长轻浮的前妻的闺女,终于回家来了。
"当然,"她说道,她在自己办公桌上一堆摇摇欲坠一大叠文件中翻了半天,才翻到了要找的那几份,"我这就把你的课程表给你,还有一张校园的地图。"她把好几张纸拿到台子上给我看。
她帮我仔细检查了一下我的课程,在校园地图上把上每一节课的最佳路线都一一标了出来,然后给了我一张纸片让每个老师签字,要我在放学前再把签过字的纸片交回来。就像查理一样,她冲我笑了笑并希望我喜欢福克斯。
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