LA premiere of "Eclipse"

A/N: This chapter gives réponses to some of the questions so far but there isn’t a lot of action, sorry.

Chapter Four: Questions

I sat in the living room an heure later, Nessie holding my hand on one side and Esme holding my hand on the other. Emmett and Jasper had taken Edward hunting again, Alice had made the decision that keeping Edward and I apart for the moment was probably the best course of action.

“Mom, this isn’t your fault,” Renesmee a dit and smoothed my hair back. I turned to her and I’m sure the agony I felt was present in my eyes.

“Did toi see him when he left? Did you...

"Do I know toi from somewhere?" She asked and I froze, tensing up. Now how the hell was I supposed to answer that? Only half of it.

"Um, well, toi might recognize my voice?" I answered.

"You're voice?" her brow furrowed on her forehead.

"I'm kind of part of a pretty big band." I smiled at her.

"Oh yeah? What's it called?"

I grinned at her. "Sweet Affairs."

Her mouth dropped. "No." She gasped.

"Yeah." I nodded and set her omlet down infront of her.

"What do toi do?"

"Sing."

She stopped mid bite. "You're joking right?"

"No." I laughed and sat down infront of her.

"Could toi play me something?" She asked...

Okay, I’m a big Twilight fan. I’ve got all the books. I’ve got all the movies. I’ve been to Forks and La Push for Twilight tourism. I have two Twilight T-shirts, one with the Cullen family crest and one with a werewolf presumably supposed to be Jacob. I’m planning to redo my room in a gothique vampire theme based on a Twilight room in a motel in Forks. On the other hand, I’ve gotten into the subject of feminism and feminist analysis, and I’ve been lire all these anti-Twilight articles at link talking about how abusive Edward and Jacob are, and I’ve had a bit of a conflict between...

salut guiz...dis is Seth's POV..
Hope U lyk it!!

Chapter 4-Part 2

I ran..I had to get to the Cullens'.
I looked down at her and I saw her staring at me...I couldn't meet her gaze..dunno why..I was running so fast that I hadn't noticed her arms around me. She was clinging to me. Like Nessie usually clung to Bella ou Jake. Maybe she felt protected with me.Maybe she loved me as much a I loved her..Hope..I could only hope.. I ran until I reached the baseball clearing..
This place..the place where many have Lost their immortal lives..Redhead's newborns..Innocent people who had been changed just for use..for...

I woke up the suivant morning full of energy,ready to do something.I hurried to get dressed throwing on a pair of denim short shorts, a tank haut, retour au début and a pair of flip flops. I skipped into the cuisine and looked in the cabinets.
"We have no food."I heard a voice say from behind me. I turned and saw Edward in only a towel wrapped around his waist and water leaking down his body. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out, he just chuckled lightly.
"I'm going to the store in an heure ou so..If toi wanna come with me and pick up somethings..that'll be ok."He a dit to me.I nodded my head in...

Edward picked me up at eight the following morning, since we had a bit of a walk ahead of us.

"Got comfy shoes on?" He asked as I got into the car.

"My favori sneakers." I replied.

"Good." He pulled out of the driveway and headed north on the one-oh-one, CCR's Have toi ever seen the rain on the stereo. After a while, we turned onto the one-ten, and drove until it turned into a small, dirt road. He stopped, and I could see a hiking trail disappear into the woods ahead of us.

We got out of the car, and he pulled two backpacks from the trunk, handing one of them to me.

"This one's only got a couple...

So, I decided to continue écriture about Alice but this time I added Jasper's point of view. Hope toi liked, if toi have any thoughts about it leave a comment.

September of 1945

Jasper

So the war has been over... Too bad for me and others of my kind. It'll be harder to explain people deaths. I stopped for moment and watched clouds passing me by. What am I going to do in my life? The north would be heaven to me if I don't feel that strangling pain radiating from my victims. I can feel their fear, anger and desperation wherever I am going, it follows me to every city, every state, every country or...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - epilogue - AN OCCASION


His hands hesitated at my waist, and he glanced at my bum leg. "Do toi want to dance again? ou can I help toi get somewhere?"
Edward answered for me. "That's all right, Jacob. I'll take it from here."
Jacob flinched, and stared wide-eyed at Edward, who stood just beside us.
"Hey, I didn't see toi there," he mumbled. "I guess I'll see toi around, Bella." He stepped back, waving half-heartedly.
I smiled. "Yeah, I'll see toi later."
"Sorry," he a dit again before he turned for the door.
Edward's arms wound around me as the suivant song started....

salut guys, sorry this took so long but i had a mega homework load, plus like four tests in one week...year 12 sucks. i also had to work the entire weekend, so i didn't have much écriture time. (i work at paper squared, largest scrapbooking boutique in Australia, check it out....yeah, i'm shameless lol)hope toi like anyway :P


His thoughts abruptly changed direction, moving onto thoughts of Alice that I would rather not see.
The teacher chose that moment to enter the room, quieting everyone.
I tried to tune out Jasper and went back to watching Bella through the minds of others.

Bella’s POV:
Would this...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 13 - CONFESSIONS


Edward in the sunlight was shocking. I couldn't get used to it, though I'd been staring at him all afternoon. His skin, white despite the faint flush from yesterday's hunting trip, literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny diamonds were embedded in the surface. He lay perfectly still in the grass, his chemise open over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare. His glistening, pale lavender lids were shut, though of course he didn't sleep. A perfect statue, carved in some unknown stone, smooth like marble, glittering...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 10 - INTERROGATIONS


It was very hard, in the morning, to argue with the part of me that was sure last night was a dream. Logic wasn't on my side, ou common sense. I clung to the parts I couldn't have imagined - like his smell. I was sure I could never have dreamed that up on my own.
It was foggy and dark outside my window, absolutely perfect. He had no reason not to be in school today. I dressed in my heavy clothes, remembering I didn't have a jacket. Further proof that my memory was real.
When I got downstairs. Charlie was gone again - I was running later...