It only lasted a couple months -- I kept running into the other kids and running to hide in the closet. Skating I never really attempted cause...y'know. Knife shoes.

[Bella nods seriously, feigning a look of intense scrutiny.] Yup, you're back to looking not a day over eighteen. Unless, uh, you're trying to score beer. Then you're definitely twenty-one.

[Then she shrugs, absently twirling a strand of hair around one finger.] I-It was nothing, honestly. I had the same thing happen to me earlier, except I was cursed to follow random people around. Like a duckling.