*by Stephenie Meyer*
NEW MOON - chapter 2 - STITCHES
The game was still on; as soon as I walked through the front door I could hear the announcer rambling over the babble of the crowd.
“Bell?” Charlie called.
“Hey, Dad,” I berkata as I came around the corner. I held my arm close to my side. The slight pressure burned, and I wrinkled my nose. The anesthetic was apparently losing its effectiveness.
“How was it?” Charlie lounged across the sofa with his bare feet propped up on the arm. What was left of his curly crown hair was crushed flat on one side.
“Alice went overboard. Flowers, cake, candles, presents - the whole bit.”
“What did they get you?”
“A stereo for my truck.” And various unknowns.
“Wow.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “Well, I’m calling it a night.”
“I’ll see anda in the morning.”
I waved. “See ya.”
“What happened to your arm?”
I flushed and cursed silently. “I tripped. It’s nothing.”
“Bella,” he sighed, shaking his head.
“Goodnight, Dad.”
I hurried up to the bathroom, where I kept my pajamas for just such nights as these. The shrugged into the matching tank puncak, atas and cotton pants that I’d gotten to replace the holey sweats I used to wear to bed, wincing as the movements pulled at the stitches. I washed my face one-handed, brushed my teeth and then skipped to my room.
He was sitting in the center of my bed, toying idly with one of the silver boxes.
“Hi,” he said. His voice was sad. He was wallowing.
I went to the bed, pushed the presents out of his hands, and climbed into his lap.
“Hi.” I snuggled into his stone chest. “Can I open my presents now?”
“Where did the enthusiasm come from?” he wondered.
“You made me curious.”
I picked up the long flat rectangle that must have been from Carlisle and Esme.
“Allow me,” he suggested. He took the gift from my hand and tore the silver paper off with one fluid movement. He handed the rectangular white box back to me.
“Are anda sure I can handle lifting the lid?” I muttered, but he ignored me.
Inside the box was a long thick piece of paper with an overwhelming amount of fine print. It took me a menit to get the gist of the information.
“We’re going to Jacksonville?” And I was excited, in spite of myself. it was a voucher for plane tickets, for both me and Edward.
“That’s the idea.”
“I can’t believe it. Renee is going to flip! anda don’t mind, though, do you? It’s sunny, you’ll have to stay inside all day.”
“I think I can handle it,” he said, and then frowned. “If I’d had any idea that anda could respond to a gift this appropriately, I would have made anda open it in front of Carlisle and Esme. I thought you’d complain.”
“Well, of course it’s too much. But I get to take anda with me!”
He chuckled. “Now I wished I’d spent money on your present. I didn’t realize that anda were capable of being reasonable.”
I set the tickets aside and reached for his present, my curiosity rekindled. He took it from me and unwrapped it like the first one.
He handed back a clear CD jewel case, with a blank silver CD inside.
“What it is?” I asked, perplexed.
He didn’t say anything; he took the CD and reached around me to put it in the CD player on the bedside table. He hit play, and we waited in silence. Then the musik began.
I listened, speechless and wide-eyed. I knew he was waiting for my reaction, but I couldn’t talk. Tears welled up, and I reached up to wipe them away before they could spill over.
“Does your arm hurt?” he asked anxiously.
“No, it’s not my arm. It’s beautiful, Edward. anda couldn’t have diberikan me anything I would cinta more. I can’t believe it” I shut up so I could listen.
It was his music, his compositions. The first piece on the CD was my lullaby.
“I didn’t think anda would let me get a piano so I could play for anda here,” he explained.
“You’re right.”
NEW MOON - chapter 2 - STITCHES
The game was still on; as soon as I walked through the front door I could hear the announcer rambling over the babble of the crowd.
“Bell?” Charlie called.
“Hey, Dad,” I berkata as I came around the corner. I held my arm close to my side. The slight pressure burned, and I wrinkled my nose. The anesthetic was apparently losing its effectiveness.
“How was it?” Charlie lounged across the sofa with his bare feet propped up on the arm. What was left of his curly crown hair was crushed flat on one side.
“Alice went overboard. Flowers, cake, candles, presents - the whole bit.”
“What did they get you?”
“A stereo for my truck.” And various unknowns.
“Wow.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. “Well, I’m calling it a night.”
“I’ll see anda in the morning.”
I waved. “See ya.”
“What happened to your arm?”
I flushed and cursed silently. “I tripped. It’s nothing.”
“Bella,” he sighed, shaking his head.
“Goodnight, Dad.”
I hurried up to the bathroom, where I kept my pajamas for just such nights as these. The shrugged into the matching tank puncak, atas and cotton pants that I’d gotten to replace the holey sweats I used to wear to bed, wincing as the movements pulled at the stitches. I washed my face one-handed, brushed my teeth and then skipped to my room.
He was sitting in the center of my bed, toying idly with one of the silver boxes.
“Hi,” he said. His voice was sad. He was wallowing.
I went to the bed, pushed the presents out of his hands, and climbed into his lap.
“Hi.” I snuggled into his stone chest. “Can I open my presents now?”
“Where did the enthusiasm come from?” he wondered.
“You made me curious.”
I picked up the long flat rectangle that must have been from Carlisle and Esme.
“Allow me,” he suggested. He took the gift from my hand and tore the silver paper off with one fluid movement. He handed the rectangular white box back to me.
“Are anda sure I can handle lifting the lid?” I muttered, but he ignored me.
Inside the box was a long thick piece of paper with an overwhelming amount of fine print. It took me a menit to get the gist of the information.
“We’re going to Jacksonville?” And I was excited, in spite of myself. it was a voucher for plane tickets, for both me and Edward.
“That’s the idea.”
“I can’t believe it. Renee is going to flip! anda don’t mind, though, do you? It’s sunny, you’ll have to stay inside all day.”
“I think I can handle it,” he said, and then frowned. “If I’d had any idea that anda could respond to a gift this appropriately, I would have made anda open it in front of Carlisle and Esme. I thought you’d complain.”
“Well, of course it’s too much. But I get to take anda with me!”
He chuckled. “Now I wished I’d spent money on your present. I didn’t realize that anda were capable of being reasonable.”
I set the tickets aside and reached for his present, my curiosity rekindled. He took it from me and unwrapped it like the first one.
He handed back a clear CD jewel case, with a blank silver CD inside.
“What it is?” I asked, perplexed.
He didn’t say anything; he took the CD and reached around me to put it in the CD player on the bedside table. He hit play, and we waited in silence. Then the musik began.
I listened, speechless and wide-eyed. I knew he was waiting for my reaction, but I couldn’t talk. Tears welled up, and I reached up to wipe them away before they could spill over.
“Does your arm hurt?” he asked anxiously.
“No, it’s not my arm. It’s beautiful, Edward. anda couldn’t have diberikan me anything I would cinta more. I can’t believe it” I shut up so I could listen.
It was his music, his compositions. The first piece on the CD was my lullaby.
“I didn’t think anda would let me get a piano so I could play for anda here,” he explained.
“You’re right.”
Hey,
Sorry i haven't wrote in a while it's just that i think people dont like my stories and i dont want to write things for no reason.
I just think it's better this way and i might start again but dont count on it. i know anda guys are gonna be mad but i dont think that i'm gonna write anymore cause i'm not any good:(
Sorry again!!
If anda want anda can give me ideas that anda have and ill make a story for anda but thats 'bout the only way that i'll be menulis stories.
Sorry,
Bella_Cullen902
Sorry i haven't wrote in a while it's just that i think people dont like my stories and i dont want to write things for no reason.
I just think it's better this way and i might start again but dont count on it. i know anda guys are gonna be mad but i dont think that i'm gonna write anymore cause i'm not any good:(
Sorry again!!
If anda want anda can give me ideas that anda have and ill make a story for anda but thats 'bout the only way that i'll be menulis stories.
Sorry,
Bella_Cullen902
Last one for today. ^_^
Jasper's Pov
"What's wrong Alice?"
Alice looked as if she were faint atau something.
"Nothing is of the matter, I mean...nothing is...well
nothing is wrong okay?"
I really can't trust her sometimes, so I went to Edward.
"Edward, what is Alice thinking?"
"Why would I want to help you?! anda tortured me once already!"
"Please! Just tell me what she is thinking!"
"I don't think I should tell them atau should I? If someone is controllong Esme, where is this person-"
"Someone is controlling ESME!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" Edward shouted.
Then, everyone looked at Alice, Edward, and Esme's purple marking.
Jasper's Pov
"What's wrong Alice?"
Alice looked as if she were faint atau something.
"Nothing is of the matter, I mean...nothing is...well
nothing is wrong okay?"
I really can't trust her sometimes, so I went to Edward.
"Edward, what is Alice thinking?"
"Why would I want to help you?! anda tortured me once already!"
"Please! Just tell me what she is thinking!"
"I don't think I should tell them atau should I? If someone is controllong Esme, where is this person-"
"Someone is controlling ESME!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" Edward shouted.
Then, everyone looked at Alice, Edward, and Esme's purple marking.
This was short for a reason. CLIFFHANGER!!! hehehehehe......
Bella's Pov
I never thought I would lose my family like that. I never would
have thought I put them in so much danger. Especially
my poor Renesmee!!! (sobs)
"WHY!!!!!!!!?????????" I shouted as loud as I could.
Then I started to think, what if I never see them again?
Do I have to marry Jasper to get my family out?
ARE THEY OKAY?!
Then I snapped myself out of that subject.
There are three possible ways of getting my family back to safety.
1: Marry Jasper
2: Get the spell out of Jasper
3: Find a way to find my family then snap my family out of the spell,
then get Jasper out of it and then, fight him if we have to.
I now know what to do.
Then, I went back to the dark black kastil, castle to fight Jasper and whoever
the man is...
Bella's Pov
I never thought I would lose my family like that. I never would
have thought I put them in so much danger. Especially
my poor Renesmee!!! (sobs)
"WHY!!!!!!!!?????????" I shouted as loud as I could.
Then I started to think, what if I never see them again?
Do I have to marry Jasper to get my family out?
ARE THEY OKAY?!
Then I snapped myself out of that subject.
There are three possible ways of getting my family back to safety.
1: Marry Jasper
2: Get the spell out of Jasper
3: Find a way to find my family then snap my family out of the spell,
then get Jasper out of it and then, fight him if we have to.
I now know what to do.
Then, I went back to the dark black kastil, castle to fight Jasper and whoever
the man is...
I confuse Sunrise with
the Twilight
A Start Ends
an ending begins
She changed my life
my dead heartbeat
my Frozen heart
She made them Hers
with her sweet flying heartbeat,
her honey gaze
she makes me cinta Her face
and the moonlight does not compare Her
I want her Forever
not to pindah on
to stay here, in the
Dead Moonlight
But I Can't
the sunrise came
and we have no choice back
P.S this time i tried as hard as i could!i work it from the morning!i hope anda like it!it is a bit sad but it is the best i can do!
the Twilight
A Start Ends
an ending begins
She changed my life
my dead heartbeat
my Frozen heart
She made them Hers
with her sweet flying heartbeat,
her honey gaze
she makes me cinta Her face
and the moonlight does not compare Her
I want her Forever
not to pindah on
to stay here, in the
Dead Moonlight
But I Can't
the sunrise came
and we have no choice back
P.S this time i tried as hard as i could!i work it from the morning!i hope anda like it!it is a bit sad but it is the best i can do!
EDWARD'S kacang COAT
''Everybody wants to know where his kacang mantel came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture atau color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final desain on a combination of other styles of kacang coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''
''Everybody wants to know where his kacang mantel came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture atau color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final desain on a combination of other styles of kacang coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''