This is sort of a short one...
"Hey, Renesmee, wait up!"
I didn't have to turn to know the voice. It was Mrs. Malagwa, my art teacher, the only person at Brenton who insisted on calling me 'Renesmee.'
I turned and smiled at her. "Is there a problem, Mrs. Malagwa?"
"No, no problem." she panted, out of breath, though she'd only jogged a few steps. I waited for her to continue. "The Valentine's hari Dance is coming up," she said. "And anda have such artistic ability. We need lebih members on the Decorating Comittee." she held up a sheet that was half filled with signatures.
Ah, the dance. I was trying to surpress all thoughts of Valentine's Day, but the thoughts were creeping in now.
Mrs. Malagwa was still speaking. "...artistic ability," she was saying. "And anda could do a really good job as a decorator. anda know most of the kids, I think..." she looked at me hopefully. "Sure, I'll do it," I told her. I took the pen and made a big production of signing it 'Nessie.' "Thank-you, Renesmee!" she gushed immediately. Well, so much for that production. "It's no problem, Mrs. Malagwa. See anda tomorrow." I waved and started back towards my dorm.
I had almost forgotten about Valentine's Day, but now that I had been reminded, what I really wanted to do was avoid all civilization on Saturday. It was almost too much to see other Brenton students go walking around hand-in-hand, ciuman each other.
I hadn't had much time to think about Jacob recently. Homework, teachers, and now the dance were making it impossible. I still loved the learning experiance, though. I could speak almost fluently in French and Latin and was getting straight A's in History. I was doing good in all other classes as well, but I didn't feel so strongly about them.
Ashlie and Libby both had activities after school for a few hours, so this left time for me to think alone without interruption.
I still wasn't sure how I felt. I didn't want to call, afraid that he'd misinterpret my reason for calling, only to be disappointed when I didn't tell him how I felt. But it was a very strange feeling, being away from him for so long. I could almost feel a magnetic pull between here and Washington; feel it pulling me towards him, begging me to go back, so much easier than resisting. But my first semester wasn't even done. I wondered if he felt the same pull, atau if I was paranoid. Did he miss me?
And then the dreaded dance was tomorrow. I obviously didn't have a date, and wasn't planning on it either. I had been asked, sure, but no one I especially desired was here.
I pulled out a small scrapbook of foto I had brought along and looked at them. There was my mom and dad, Aunt Alice, Aunt Rosalie, Grandma, and Grandpa, and others. Jacob's eyes stared warmly at me from the photo, his face bright and happy, the opposite of that hari at the airport.
And suddenly....everything fell into place. I knew those eyes. Those eyes full of easy-to-read secrets. Dark and shady, but still crystal clear. Right now, smiling at me from the picture, Jacob's eyes said, I cinta you, Renesmee! Don't anda see that? I've loved anda for a long time. Don't anda cinta me? Tell me anda do!
How could I have been so blind? How had I not realized? I wondered how stupid I really was. Despire my straight A's, I couldn't even figure out I was in love???
I could barely think the words, let alone say them. I cinta you, too, I thought a few menit later. It felt so strange to think, though I knew it was true. I was getting a warm, tingly feeling all over as if Jacob was standing right there. This was much different then saying I loved mom atau dad atau Grandma. I loved Jacob, a boy I had known my whole life, though I had never known him until this minute. His eyes, clear deep, were somehow unsatisfied before, but now were as happy as the smile on his face. He was not just 'Jacob.'
He was my Jacob.
"Hey, Renesmee, wait up!"
I didn't have to turn to know the voice. It was Mrs. Malagwa, my art teacher, the only person at Brenton who insisted on calling me 'Renesmee.'
I turned and smiled at her. "Is there a problem, Mrs. Malagwa?"
"No, no problem." she panted, out of breath, though she'd only jogged a few steps. I waited for her to continue. "The Valentine's hari Dance is coming up," she said. "And anda have such artistic ability. We need lebih members on the Decorating Comittee." she held up a sheet that was half filled with signatures.
Ah, the dance. I was trying to surpress all thoughts of Valentine's Day, but the thoughts were creeping in now.
Mrs. Malagwa was still speaking. "...artistic ability," she was saying. "And anda could do a really good job as a decorator. anda know most of the kids, I think..." she looked at me hopefully. "Sure, I'll do it," I told her. I took the pen and made a big production of signing it 'Nessie.' "Thank-you, Renesmee!" she gushed immediately. Well, so much for that production. "It's no problem, Mrs. Malagwa. See anda tomorrow." I waved and started back towards my dorm.
I had almost forgotten about Valentine's Day, but now that I had been reminded, what I really wanted to do was avoid all civilization on Saturday. It was almost too much to see other Brenton students go walking around hand-in-hand, ciuman each other.
I hadn't had much time to think about Jacob recently. Homework, teachers, and now the dance were making it impossible. I still loved the learning experiance, though. I could speak almost fluently in French and Latin and was getting straight A's in History. I was doing good in all other classes as well, but I didn't feel so strongly about them.
Ashlie and Libby both had activities after school for a few hours, so this left time for me to think alone without interruption.
I still wasn't sure how I felt. I didn't want to call, afraid that he'd misinterpret my reason for calling, only to be disappointed when I didn't tell him how I felt. But it was a very strange feeling, being away from him for so long. I could almost feel a magnetic pull between here and Washington; feel it pulling me towards him, begging me to go back, so much easier than resisting. But my first semester wasn't even done. I wondered if he felt the same pull, atau if I was paranoid. Did he miss me?
And then the dreaded dance was tomorrow. I obviously didn't have a date, and wasn't planning on it either. I had been asked, sure, but no one I especially desired was here.
I pulled out a small scrapbook of foto I had brought along and looked at them. There was my mom and dad, Aunt Alice, Aunt Rosalie, Grandma, and Grandpa, and others. Jacob's eyes stared warmly at me from the photo, his face bright and happy, the opposite of that hari at the airport.
And suddenly....everything fell into place. I knew those eyes. Those eyes full of easy-to-read secrets. Dark and shady, but still crystal clear. Right now, smiling at me from the picture, Jacob's eyes said, I cinta you, Renesmee! Don't anda see that? I've loved anda for a long time. Don't anda cinta me? Tell me anda do!
How could I have been so blind? How had I not realized? I wondered how stupid I really was. Despire my straight A's, I couldn't even figure out I was in love???
I could barely think the words, let alone say them. I cinta you, too, I thought a few menit later. It felt so strange to think, though I knew it was true. I was getting a warm, tingly feeling all over as if Jacob was standing right there. This was much different then saying I loved mom atau dad atau Grandma. I loved Jacob, a boy I had known my whole life, though I had never known him until this minute. His eyes, clear deep, were somehow unsatisfied before, but now were as happy as the smile on his face. He was not just 'Jacob.'
He was my Jacob.
Bella goes to the Cullens house to her daughter. She finally meets her. She has dark brown hair.But there is something different about her, she grows every day. She is a beautiful girl.
They take Renesmay outside. Then they find that there cousin was there watching then she ran away then the truble begins. She goes back and tells the vampire court that that they had a kid when bella was already a vampire. They kill the kids that were born vampires.They take there head off and burn it.But no Renesmay is half vampire half human.She has warm blood but had the skills of a vampire.Bella's skill was being a shield. She can spread it out atau keep it in her. Renesmay talks oleh putting her hand on anda cheak. The vampire court was coming on the first snow fall to battle. They had to get as many witnesses as they could and start now.
They take Renesmay outside. Then they find that there cousin was there watching then she ran away then the truble begins. She goes back and tells the vampire court that that they had a kid when bella was already a vampire. They kill the kids that were born vampires.They take there head off and burn it.But no Renesmay is half vampire half human.She has warm blood but had the skills of a vampire.Bella's skill was being a shield. She can spread it out atau keep it in her. Renesmay talks oleh putting her hand on anda cheak. The vampire court was coming on the first snow fall to battle. They had to get as many witnesses as they could and start now.
My eyes were opened when I first saw you,you made my jantung skip a beat,I heard nothing but yours...your heart,Never have felt the way I feel about anda in a century,I want anda around me,but I'm in a dilema...you need to know
Chorus: Oh Bella,Oh Bella it's hard to resist,every pindah anda make,every step anda take,every word anda say,every breath anda take makes my jantung ache,Oh Bella,Oh Bella it's hard to resist
I couldn't stop thinking about you,so oh,oh I revealed who I was,i could not hide, they say that's what happens when "two hearts collide" and I didn't believe until I experienced it,Does not change the fact that oh Bella anda need to hear
(Chorus)
But now looking since anda are mine,I guess anda could say we are doing fine but Im still reserved ,you think Im obsurd for saying I have to be careful but the fact still remains...
(Chorus)
Chorus: Oh Bella,Oh Bella it's hard to resist,every pindah anda make,every step anda take,every word anda say,every breath anda take makes my jantung ache,Oh Bella,Oh Bella it's hard to resist
I couldn't stop thinking about you,so oh,oh I revealed who I was,i could not hide, they say that's what happens when "two hearts collide" and I didn't believe until I experienced it,Does not change the fact that oh Bella anda need to hear
(Chorus)
But now looking since anda are mine,I guess anda could say we are doing fine but Im still reserved ,you think Im obsurd for saying I have to be careful but the fact still remains...
(Chorus)
1) Edward
2)Bella
3)Alice
4)Seth
5)Emmett
6)Esme
7)Renesmee
8)Carlisle
9)Jasper
10)Rosalie
11)Jacob
12)Carmen
13)Kate
14)Benjamin
15)Renee
16)Angela
17)Eleazar
Thank anda Stephenie for creating these amazing characters and sharing them with all of us.These characters will stay with me in my jantung forever,long after Twilight comes to an end.
Kristen Stewart, who shot to fame as Bella angsa, swan in "The Twilight" films and is the judul character in "Snow White and the Huntsman", jumped to the puncak, atas of Forbes.com's annual daftar of highest-paid actresses.
The 22-year-old earned an estimated $34.5 million (£22 million) from May 2011 to May 2012 and pushed Angelina Jolie into fourth place.
Cameron Diaz, who had a surprise hit with “Bad Teacher”, came in detik with $34 million.
“She (Stewart) is an up-and-coming star. She is earning a lot of money from one of the most successful franchises of all time. This is who anda would expect to see right now,” berkata Dorothy Pomerantz, Forbes Los Angeles bureau chief.
“This tahun anda are seeing somebody young and at the brink of potentially great stardom sitting on the puncak, atas of the list.”
The 22-year-old earned an estimated $34.5 million (£22 million) from May 2011 to May 2012 and pushed Angelina Jolie into fourth place.
Cameron Diaz, who had a surprise hit with “Bad Teacher”, came in detik with $34 million.
“She (Stewart) is an up-and-coming star. She is earning a lot of money from one of the most successful franchises of all time. This is who anda would expect to see right now,” berkata Dorothy Pomerantz, Forbes Los Angeles bureau chief.
“This tahun anda are seeing somebody young and at the brink of potentially great stardom sitting on the puncak, atas of the list.”
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That's not what anda want to hear
One is born so one can die
anda must wait a real long time
That's lebih than anda can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the hari anda cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to tampil me that anda were there
bunga raised up like a snake
anda will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the hari anda cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what anda want to hear
That’s not what anda want to hear
The road is always clear
That's not what anda want to hear
One is born so one can die
anda must wait a real long time
That's lebih than anda can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the hari anda cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to tampil me that anda were there
bunga raised up like a snake
anda will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the hari anda cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what anda want to hear
That’s not what anda want to hear
It's all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
oleh slight of the hand anda will turn them into dust
A face to face anda will lead them oleh the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
anda say anda keep them close by
They're closer than anda think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
selanjutnya spring will bring anda back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe anda will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
oleh slight of the hand anda will turn them into dust
A face to face anda will lead them oleh the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
anda say anda keep them close by
They're closer than anda think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
selanjutnya spring will bring anda back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe anda will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
Situations are critical
anda got to look first before anda go
If anda wasn’t too sure then now anda know
The situations are critical
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Deep into the darkness where I hide
The monsters are buried down deep inside
anda never know when they’re satisfied
Buried down deep where the sun don’t shine
The monsters are buried down deep inside but
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
You’re wasting away, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Oh wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
You’re wasting away, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Deep into the darkness
anda got to look first before anda go
If anda wasn’t too sure then now anda know
The situations are critical
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Deep into the darkness where I hide
The monsters are buried down deep inside
anda never know when they’re satisfied
Buried down deep where the sun don’t shine
The monsters are buried down deep inside but
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
You’re wasting away, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Oh wait, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
You’re wasting away, ok, you’ve got to look before anda go
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Deep into the darkness where I hide
Deep into the darkness