Out in Santa Monica - July 8, 2009

[Bella's POV]

"Bella!" I spun around automatically at the sound of my name. I recognized the speaker in an instant-Angela Weber. "Bella." She berkata again, but in recognition this time. "Bella, I know what anda are." She was glaring at me, her voice barely lebih than a whisper, though she stood a good few feet from me. she knew i could hear."I know what anda are. what they are. anda put me in such danger." I knew what she meant: when she had sat beside Alice and Edward everyday at lunch in the cafeteria when we had gone to Forks' High School together. She continued to glare at me, then finally spoke...

Today, a new interview with Rob from Cannes, France was released. It's only a couple menit long with Rob talking about New Moon, but, something Rob berkata really stuck with me.

Before I talk about the interview, I would like to make something clear. And I will keep it brief. Alot of people think that New Moon is Jacob's book. But it's not. It's still Bella's book. She tells the story. We experience everything through her words. Jacob happens to be in the story more, and we get to know lebih about the werewolves, but other than that, Bella is the main character. Edward is still present, not...

Jakes voice echoes from the other room. The sound of loud footsteps comes from the hall. My door is suddenly burst open and Uncle Emmett roughly lifts me up off the bed. I had been a sleep before he barged in my room so I still feel drowsy as my eyes drift close.

"What are anda doing Uncle Emmett, put me down." I say sleepily. I lighlt bang my fist against his arm.

"I have been told to get anda out of here." he says starting to go faster.

"By who?" I feel my stomache turn.

"Your husband."

"Why?" I stop hitting him and look up at his face.

"He berkata something about a lingkaran of vampire and getting...

4
Renesmee




I sat up. The alarm clock selanjutnya to Jacob's tempat tidur berkata it was six thirty. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom, barely making it. I heard the rush of footsteps as Jacob and Emily came to my side.
Jesse woke up.
"Sam! Get Jesse!" Emily called downstairs. Jesse was their one-year-old baby. He had short, black hair that stuck out every other direction but down. He had a small, rounded face that displayed a little innocence. His smile was crooked, and it reminded me of my dad a little. The three baby teeth he had made the smile even cuter.
Jacob's hot hand took me out of my thoughts.
"Renesmee,...