Some think he's hot. I don't.
I have my own Edward who will quote Shakespeare anytime I want. Who is willing to risk his life for me by stepping out into the sunlight and show his glittery body and reveal to everyone who he really is. I have my own Edward who only pretends to eat and whose voice I hear anytime I wreck my motorcycle or jump off a cliff.
Last night, Rachel and I went to my friend Jen's house for a "New Moon" party. We ate, chatted, made t-shirts, and tested our knowledge of the movie (which I failed miserably)
Rachel's husband is Jacob so she made a "Team Jacob" shirt. Others made "Team Edward" shirts, while I, made a "Team Ben" one. I do declare mine was the best!
All of us survived the 12:00 a.m. screening amidst the screaming of teenage girls throughout the movie every time Jacob appeared on the screen shirtless. The one time that Edward was able to show his stuff, it went sorta like this, "Ahhh, ewwwwwwww." After looking at a shirtless, very buff Jacob the whole movie, by the time Edward had his shirtless debut, it was nothing worth screaming for.
I on the other hand, have something worth screaming for everyday. I get to be married to Ben!