OK, operation "Get Breaking Dawn Without Being Recognized or Laughed at For Being a 28 Year Old Geek" begins in 12 hours. I've got a plan people, and I'm going to the release party.
The sad news is; I have no one to go with. The midnight book release will be full of girls wearing "I love Edward" and "Forks is for Lovers" shirts. They'll be squealing and having fun, and somehow, I have no friends able to go with me. Probably because my friends are mature and grown up, where as I am, not. Therefore, I've already picked out my stealthy sunglasses and hat. The most touching part of the "plan" is Matt. He insists on going with me because, "It's not safe for you to walk to the car after midnight by yourself."
I stared at him incredulously and said, "My car wont turn into a pumpkin, I promise."
He rolled his eyes, "I'll go with you."
My jaw went slack and I continued to stare at him "Um... you do know you'll be miserable right? Two hours of sitting around with hormonal girls for a book you'll never read? That's OK, really, I'll go alone."
"Nope," he shook his head, "I'll bring my ipod and sit in the Starbucks section... I wont have to pay attention to any of it. And then, when you get your book, I'll be there to drive you home."
Sigh. Who needs Edward?