I felt despair and remorse during the flight. Could I really stand on my own two feet? Is this the right decision – leaving my family, so I could get away from Jacob? Why was Jacob following us? Did he know I’m off to college? Does he care? What might have happened if I asked my father to stop the car? Could I say goodbye to him face to face? What would he say? Would he stop me from leaving ou would he just say the usual ‘take care of yourself.’ crap?
Well, some of the réponses to my questions are yet to be discovered while some questions would remain unanswered.
* * *
The despair and remorse was temporarily forgotten the moment I saw Dartmouth. Its peaceful New England charm instantly won me over. The entire place is picturesque, an inspiration for every artist. I lingered enough to take its beauty all in, before heading towards my dormitory.
I rolled my eyes when I arrived at my dorm. My Dad insisted that he could buy an apartment for me but I insisted on staying in a dormitory, might as well sink my teeth into human roommate experience.
Aunt Rosalie recommended this dorm. Of course, my elegant aunt would stay in this kind of place. This place is kind of posh.
I found my room on the seconde floor at the end of the hall. I took a deep breath, used the key donné to me downstairs, and opened the door. My jaw dropped. This is ridiculously huge!
The room was painted in white, has shiny wooden floor and has two comfortable-looking double beds. The one par the window is unoccupied. I placed the duffel bag on the bed, not sure what to do anymore. I sat on the lit and twisted a lock of my hair around my pinky finger.
Then I heard the door opened then closed. I immediately stood up, excited to finally meet my room mate.
A pretty girl with long shiny black hair, huge twinkling hazel brown eyes, a button nose, full lips and rosy white complexion, walked in. Her huge eyes widened in disbelief when she saw me. I smiled shyly at her.
She shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts. I know most humans find my kind very beautiful. I almost rolled my eyes.
“Er…I’m sorry for staring..it’s just that…” she stammered.
I laughed at the sheepish expression on her face.
"I'm Renesmee Cullen. Nessie for short."
“I’m Jennifer Rivers. Call me, Jenny.” She said, grinning hugely.
I’m sure I could get along pretty well with Jenny. She seemed nice enough. She saw the two huge luggages and the duffel bag crammed full that is yet unpacked.
“This room is cool! We have a humongous closet.” She a dit leading me to a closet about 1/3 the size of Aunt Alice’s closet at home.
I just smiled stupidly and tried to widen my eyes. I hope that’s enough to hide my lack of surprise ou enthusiasm.
“I can help toi unpack if toi want.” Jenny offered.
“Thanks.”
She whistled as she saw pile after pile of neatly folded clothes that I unearthed from my luggage. I groaned as I noticed that the majority of the clothes Aunt Alice packed for me were skirts and dresses. I reminded myself to call her up later and complain tremendously.
After finishing hanging up all the clothes, I started taking out the frames I brought with me.
“Lovely huge family.” Jenny commented.
I just smiled at her.
“Are they your parents?” Her eyes grew bigger as she stared at Grandpa and Grandma’s picture.
“Oh my God! Your Dad is so handsome.” She gushed.
I laughed. I picked up the framed photograph of my parents and handed it to her.
“These are Edward and Bella Cullen, my parents.” I a dit softly.
Jenny’s eyes became confused.
“I was adopted.” I explained hurriedly. To those who didn’t know the secret, an eighteen an old like me would be impossible to have parents as young as Mom and Dad. I forgot about that and scolded myself internally.
“I’m sorry.”
“There’s no need to be. I was lucky to have them. They’re very loving for their age. They’re pretty cool, too.” It’s cool to have a mind reader for a father and a shield for a mother. Well, the mind lire has its drawback sometimes. I bit on my tongue as I tried not to say those stuffs out loud. I shook my head. I really didn't have a girlfriend back home. I've got my aunts but they're far from normal.I didn’t have any human Friends - normal Friends who have nothing to do with myths and magic.
“Yeah, I think it would be cool to have a Dad like that. He’s gorgeous. Of course, you’re mom is breathtakingly beautiful too.” She hurriedly added.
I laughed.
She inclined her head to the side. “You look like them.”
Uh-oh.
I just shrugged. I don’t want to explain ou to lie.
“Tell me about yourself, Jenny.” I hoped this would distract her.
It did. Jenny is quite talkative. I don’t need to ask questions anymore. Information about her gushed in. She’s the seconde child. She has three siblings. Her dad died when she was just eleven and her mom remarried shortly after. Her mom owned a small restaurant in Manhattan. She has a boyfriend named Paul. Like me, she also took English as her major.
“I’m sorry. I must be boring you.”
“No, I find your life fascinating.”
She smiled at me. “I’m glad it’s you, Nessie. I was scared stiff when the receptionist told me your name. I don’t know, it sounded…” She shrugged. “Well, I have a lot of silly notions of having a very mean room mate and we wouldn’t get along very well and then I would end up very miserable.” She babbled on.
I smiled at her. “I think we could be really good friends, Jenny.”
“You think so, too?” she squealed while hugging me.
I nodded.
My cœur, coeur felt a tiny jab – like a needle pricked it.
I remembered him who used to be my very best friend.
The grumbles of Jenny’s stomach disrupted my suddenly sullen thoughts.
Jenny smiled sheepishly.
I stood up. “Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“Let’s eat out.” I grinned hugely. I heaved the pain and the loneliness back in the deepest darkest chamber of my heart.
* * *
We asked the cab driver to take us somewhere nice. He recommended a place that is frequented par students like us.
The place was cozy. Jenny and I both liked it. Jenny ordered a salade while I ordered a coke.
“Aren’t toi going to eat?” She asked me for the nth time.
“Nope. I’m quite full.” I told her patiently.
“No wonder you’re so slender.” She grumbled.
I laughed. The minute we walked in the restaurant, Jenny started complaining about her endless diets that’s designed for her to lose weight which didn’t seem to have an effect on her.
“Chubby’s cute.” I teased her. She glared at me while taking in a mouthful of lettuce. Jenny focused on her meal and contemplated on whether to order fries ou not. She finally gave in to her cravings and ordered a plate of fries.
I shook my head at her as I nibbled on the fried potato strip.
After a few minutes, I began to feel uneasy, like someone was staring at me.
I instinctively turned around. I gasped when I saw HIM sitting alone par the bar.
I would recognize his melancholic face everywhere.
My spine tingled when his scorching blue eyes locked with mine.
Well, some of the réponses to my questions are yet to be discovered while some questions would remain unanswered.
* * *
The despair and remorse was temporarily forgotten the moment I saw Dartmouth. Its peaceful New England charm instantly won me over. The entire place is picturesque, an inspiration for every artist. I lingered enough to take its beauty all in, before heading towards my dormitory.
I rolled my eyes when I arrived at my dorm. My Dad insisted that he could buy an apartment for me but I insisted on staying in a dormitory, might as well sink my teeth into human roommate experience.
Aunt Rosalie recommended this dorm. Of course, my elegant aunt would stay in this kind of place. This place is kind of posh.
I found my room on the seconde floor at the end of the hall. I took a deep breath, used the key donné to me downstairs, and opened the door. My jaw dropped. This is ridiculously huge!
The room was painted in white, has shiny wooden floor and has two comfortable-looking double beds. The one par the window is unoccupied. I placed the duffel bag on the bed, not sure what to do anymore. I sat on the lit and twisted a lock of my hair around my pinky finger.
Then I heard the door opened then closed. I immediately stood up, excited to finally meet my room mate.
A pretty girl with long shiny black hair, huge twinkling hazel brown eyes, a button nose, full lips and rosy white complexion, walked in. Her huge eyes widened in disbelief when she saw me. I smiled shyly at her.
She shook her head as if trying to clear her thoughts. I know most humans find my kind very beautiful. I almost rolled my eyes.
“Er…I’m sorry for staring..it’s just that…” she stammered.
I laughed at the sheepish expression on her face.
"I'm Renesmee Cullen. Nessie for short."
“I’m Jennifer Rivers. Call me, Jenny.” She said, grinning hugely.
I’m sure I could get along pretty well with Jenny. She seemed nice enough. She saw the two huge luggages and the duffel bag crammed full that is yet unpacked.
“This room is cool! We have a humongous closet.” She a dit leading me to a closet about 1/3 the size of Aunt Alice’s closet at home.
I just smiled stupidly and tried to widen my eyes. I hope that’s enough to hide my lack of surprise ou enthusiasm.
“I can help toi unpack if toi want.” Jenny offered.
“Thanks.”
She whistled as she saw pile after pile of neatly folded clothes that I unearthed from my luggage. I groaned as I noticed that the majority of the clothes Aunt Alice packed for me were skirts and dresses. I reminded myself to call her up later and complain tremendously.
After finishing hanging up all the clothes, I started taking out the frames I brought with me.
“Lovely huge family.” Jenny commented.
I just smiled at her.
“Are they your parents?” Her eyes grew bigger as she stared at Grandpa and Grandma’s picture.
“Oh my God! Your Dad is so handsome.” She gushed.
I laughed. I picked up the framed photograph of my parents and handed it to her.
“These are Edward and Bella Cullen, my parents.” I a dit softly.
Jenny’s eyes became confused.
“I was adopted.” I explained hurriedly. To those who didn’t know the secret, an eighteen an old like me would be impossible to have parents as young as Mom and Dad. I forgot about that and scolded myself internally.
“I’m sorry.”
“There’s no need to be. I was lucky to have them. They’re very loving for their age. They’re pretty cool, too.” It’s cool to have a mind reader for a father and a shield for a mother. Well, the mind lire has its drawback sometimes. I bit on my tongue as I tried not to say those stuffs out loud. I shook my head. I really didn't have a girlfriend back home. I've got my aunts but they're far from normal.I didn’t have any human Friends - normal Friends who have nothing to do with myths and magic.
“Yeah, I think it would be cool to have a Dad like that. He’s gorgeous. Of course, you’re mom is breathtakingly beautiful too.” She hurriedly added.
I laughed.
She inclined her head to the side. “You look like them.”
Uh-oh.
I just shrugged. I don’t want to explain ou to lie.
“Tell me about yourself, Jenny.” I hoped this would distract her.
It did. Jenny is quite talkative. I don’t need to ask questions anymore. Information about her gushed in. She’s the seconde child. She has three siblings. Her dad died when she was just eleven and her mom remarried shortly after. Her mom owned a small restaurant in Manhattan. She has a boyfriend named Paul. Like me, she also took English as her major.
“I’m sorry. I must be boring you.”
“No, I find your life fascinating.”
She smiled at me. “I’m glad it’s you, Nessie. I was scared stiff when the receptionist told me your name. I don’t know, it sounded…” She shrugged. “Well, I have a lot of silly notions of having a very mean room mate and we wouldn’t get along very well and then I would end up very miserable.” She babbled on.
I smiled at her. “I think we could be really good friends, Jenny.”
“You think so, too?” she squealed while hugging me.
I nodded.
My cœur, coeur felt a tiny jab – like a needle pricked it.
I remembered him who used to be my very best friend.
The grumbles of Jenny’s stomach disrupted my suddenly sullen thoughts.
Jenny smiled sheepishly.
I stood up. “Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”
“Let’s eat out.” I grinned hugely. I heaved the pain and the loneliness back in the deepest darkest chamber of my heart.
* * *
We asked the cab driver to take us somewhere nice. He recommended a place that is frequented par students like us.
The place was cozy. Jenny and I both liked it. Jenny ordered a salade while I ordered a coke.
“Aren’t toi going to eat?” She asked me for the nth time.
“Nope. I’m quite full.” I told her patiently.
“No wonder you’re so slender.” She grumbled.
I laughed. The minute we walked in the restaurant, Jenny started complaining about her endless diets that’s designed for her to lose weight which didn’t seem to have an effect on her.
“Chubby’s cute.” I teased her. She glared at me while taking in a mouthful of lettuce. Jenny focused on her meal and contemplated on whether to order fries ou not. She finally gave in to her cravings and ordered a plate of fries.
I shook my head at her as I nibbled on the fried potato strip.
After a few minutes, I began to feel uneasy, like someone was staring at me.
I instinctively turned around. I gasped when I saw HIM sitting alone par the bar.
I would recognize his melancholic face everywhere.
My spine tingled when his scorching blue eyes locked with mine.
1. He tells her to stay away from him.
2. She says shes not afraid of him.
3. He lets her cry on his chemise and ruin it.
4. He just wants her to be happy.
5. She trusts him.
6. He didn't kill her
7. When the car threatened to crush her all he could think was "Not her"
8. The lion fell in l’amour with the lamb.
9. He left her only for her protection.
10. He won't end her life for her.
11. He took her to the prom because he did't want her to miss anything.
12. He feels very protective of her.
13. He risked blowing the family secret to save her.
14. He is her "Prisoner".
15. He dazzles her.
16. She doesn't care that he is a "Killer".
17. He sayed with her in the Hospital
18. He watches her sleep.
19. She always forgives him.
20. He colombe her accueil when she felt sick.
2. She says shes not afraid of him.
3. He lets her cry on his chemise and ruin it.
4. He just wants her to be happy.
5. She trusts him.
6. He didn't kill her
7. When the car threatened to crush her all he could think was "Not her"
8. The lion fell in l’amour with the lamb.
9. He left her only for her protection.
10. He won't end her life for her.
11. He took her to the prom because he did't want her to miss anything.
12. He feels very protective of her.
13. He risked blowing the family secret to save her.
14. He is her "Prisoner".
15. He dazzles her.
16. She doesn't care that he is a "Killer".
17. He sayed with her in the Hospital
18. He watches her sleep.
19. She always forgives him.
20. He colombe her accueil when she felt sick.
Distributor: Summit Entertainment Release Date: November 21, 2008
Genre: Romance Running Time: 2 hrs. 0 min.
MPAA Rating: PG-13 Production Budget: $37 million
TOTAL LIFETIME GROSSES
Domestic: $138,552,000 86.7%
+ Foreign: $21,325,749 13.3%
= Worldwide: $159,877,749
DOMESTIC SUMMARY
Opening Weekend: $69,637,740
(3,419 theaters, $20,368 average)
% of Total Gross: 50.3%
Widest Release: 3,620 theaters
In Release: 17 days / 2.4 weeks
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I got into the house.I knew that it was worse than james I held my Drink.
Edward We need to be prepared.I could train with Jasper he wasin the army before he was turned. He could train us both me and Buffy .I held my traverser, croix bow "Hmm"I oiled it .
I saw that my tojo blades were getting rusty
I decided to Grab all my slaying stuff.
plus avanced Sliver stakes but doesn't work as well as holy water and feu filled Cross.
I ran down to the basement.I felt pain from another.It was Jazz.He was lire "gone With The Wind".
Oh god why "jazz please stop i can feel your hurt."
huh?
It's one of my abilities now stop felling sorry for your self and help us didn't toi hear from edward theres a new evil in town!
Edward We need to be prepared.I could train with Jasper he wasin the army before he was turned. He could train us both me and Buffy .I held my traverser, croix bow "Hmm"I oiled it .
I saw that my tojo blades were getting rusty
I decided to Grab all my slaying stuff.
plus avanced Sliver stakes but doesn't work as well as holy water and feu filled Cross.
I ran down to the basement.I felt pain from another.It was Jazz.He was lire "gone With The Wind".
Oh god why "jazz please stop i can feel your hurt."
huh?
It's one of my abilities now stop felling sorry for your self and help us didn't toi hear from edward theres a new evil in town!
Okay, this might be a big-old pointless rant, but i absolutely hate when people BASH on other character (i'm not saying any names) and i'm not just talking about Jacob-hating. If toi want to bash on Jacob ou any other character for that matter go the Jacob-Hating Spot, and if their isn't one, create one then!!!! I don't mind people sharing well-though out and intelligent opinions, it's just that i'm absolutley sick of all this hating on Jacob and Jacob lovers! I hate completely and utter idiocy commentaires done on this spot for Twilight amoureux IN GENERAL like "Jacob f*** sucks!" and we've all seen it and heard of it, and i doubt this article will make any difference but i needed to get it out of my system. toi don't see me going aroung saying things like "Edward sucks, and Bella will ALWAYS belong to Jacob." because it would seriously piss of ALOT of people. My thoughts. That's all. Don't care if someone commentaires on this just to somehow piss me off.
(End of pointless-rant)
(End of pointless-rant)