Sorry this one is so late. Between studying for exams and being sick, I haven't had much time to write. Once exams are over I'll get a lot plus écriture done. Enjoy!!
Over to the side is Esme's family's car.
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My mother and I finished collecting the eggs and made our way back to the house. She would most likely expect me to tell my father at dîner time so I wouldn‘t disappoint her. My mother and I made soupe and pain for dinner. We sat down to eat and a dit our prayers. At first, we ate our dîner in silence but then I decided it was time to tell father. “Poppa?” I a dit to him.
“Yes? What is it Esme?” he asked.
“I have decided what I wanted to do with my future.”
“Really?” he was ecstatic “What’s that?”
“I would like to déplacer to the West and become a school teacher. I just adore children.” I answered him.
His face went red. shoot I thought to myself.
“What?!” He roared “No way! It’s way to dangerous to be living in the West unmarried. You’ll have no protection! No, your staying here where your safe!”
“Father, I’ll be fine!” I soothed trying to calm him down.
“No!” And his words rang with finality I dare not argue with.
I sighed in defeat. “Alright father. As toi wish.”
He nodded one sharp nod. “Move to the west…” he muttered under his breath that I just barely heard him. “No protection…”
The rest of souper was eaten in complete silence all of us to Lost in our thoughts to say anything. I was thinking of my father’s reaction. Surely he couldn’t think I was that incapable of taking care of myself. And then I knew one person who I wished would take care of me. Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I couldn’t get him off my mind. He was in every thought I had. So mysterious. Gorgeous, god-like, glorious…and he would never be mine. If only I was mysterious like him. Maybe he would want me then. I wondered who he was involved with. Someone like him probably had a beautiful, pale-faced wife at accueil who was just as glorious as he was. Jealousy started leaking into my thoughts. What a lucky, lucky woman!
My mothers voice was the one to interrupt my thoughts.
“Esme, please do the dishes.”
“Yes mother” I picked up the dishes we had used and started filling the sink with hot water. I scraped the leftovers into the garbage and started washing. My father came to stand beside me about five minutes later and dried and put away the dishes. It looked like something was on his mind but I’d let him tell me in his own time. A few minutes later he decided to share his thoughts.
“Esme, do toi remember John Evenson?” he asked me. Of course I did. He was a very close friend of my father. They had been Friends for…I didn’t remember how long it’d been.
“Yes, of course father”
“And, do toi remember his son Charles?”
“Yes…” I wasn’t quite sure where he was leading with this. I had met Charles a many times. He seemed like a nice man. I didn’t know him to well though.
“Well,” my father hesitated “John informed me that Charles would like to marry you.” We were both silent.
“He…wants to…marry me?” I finally asked. What was so interesting about me? I wasn’t particularly beautiful, I took after my mother a lot in my looks and it wasn’t that I wasn’t pretty, I just never expected this.
“Yes. John talked to me this morning on the telephone and informed me of his sons request. Charles is a very intelligent man. Very successful.”
“Sure. Father, I don’t know about that. I don’t really know Charles all too well. I mean, he seems like a very nice man but when ever we see each other, we never really talk.”
“Esme, I suggest toi accept the offer. I don’t doubt you’ll get others but this is probably the best offer you’ll get”
By his tone I could tell he was frustrated with me so I decided to keep the peace. “I’ll consider it, alright father?”
“Alright,” he seemed satisfied for now “I’d like a response in a few days though.”
That night when I went to bed, my fathers words kept running through my mind. Charles wanted to marry me! I couldn’t get over the shock of that. What had I done to want him to request me for marriage? Charles seemed like a very nice man. I’d met others better but he wasn’t so bad. Then one face popped into my mind that was better. Carlisle. I needed to get over him. I would probably never see him again in my life and the impact he had had on me was certainly not healthy. par marrying Charles that was proof I was trying. Trying to get over this mysterious doctor.
There was a quiet knock on my door. “Come in” I called
“hello sweetheart” My mother a dit softly while entering my room. “I heard about the offer from Charles.”
Over to the side is Esme's family's car.
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My mother and I finished collecting the eggs and made our way back to the house. She would most likely expect me to tell my father at dîner time so I wouldn‘t disappoint her. My mother and I made soupe and pain for dinner. We sat down to eat and a dit our prayers. At first, we ate our dîner in silence but then I decided it was time to tell father. “Poppa?” I a dit to him.
“Yes? What is it Esme?” he asked.
“I have decided what I wanted to do with my future.”
“Really?” he was ecstatic “What’s that?”
“I would like to déplacer to the West and become a school teacher. I just adore children.” I answered him.
His face went red. shoot I thought to myself.
“What?!” He roared “No way! It’s way to dangerous to be living in the West unmarried. You’ll have no protection! No, your staying here where your safe!”
“Father, I’ll be fine!” I soothed trying to calm him down.
“No!” And his words rang with finality I dare not argue with.
I sighed in defeat. “Alright father. As toi wish.”
He nodded one sharp nod. “Move to the west…” he muttered under his breath that I just barely heard him. “No protection…”
The rest of souper was eaten in complete silence all of us to Lost in our thoughts to say anything. I was thinking of my father’s reaction. Surely he couldn’t think I was that incapable of taking care of myself. And then I knew one person who I wished would take care of me. Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I couldn’t get him off my mind. He was in every thought I had. So mysterious. Gorgeous, god-like, glorious…and he would never be mine. If only I was mysterious like him. Maybe he would want me then. I wondered who he was involved with. Someone like him probably had a beautiful, pale-faced wife at accueil who was just as glorious as he was. Jealousy started leaking into my thoughts. What a lucky, lucky woman!
My mothers voice was the one to interrupt my thoughts.
“Esme, please do the dishes.”
“Yes mother” I picked up the dishes we had used and started filling the sink with hot water. I scraped the leftovers into the garbage and started washing. My father came to stand beside me about five minutes later and dried and put away the dishes. It looked like something was on his mind but I’d let him tell me in his own time. A few minutes later he decided to share his thoughts.
“Esme, do toi remember John Evenson?” he asked me. Of course I did. He was a very close friend of my father. They had been Friends for…I didn’t remember how long it’d been.
“Yes, of course father”
“And, do toi remember his son Charles?”
“Yes…” I wasn’t quite sure where he was leading with this. I had met Charles a many times. He seemed like a nice man. I didn’t know him to well though.
“Well,” my father hesitated “John informed me that Charles would like to marry you.” We were both silent.
“He…wants to…marry me?” I finally asked. What was so interesting about me? I wasn’t particularly beautiful, I took after my mother a lot in my looks and it wasn’t that I wasn’t pretty, I just never expected this.
“Yes. John talked to me this morning on the telephone and informed me of his sons request. Charles is a very intelligent man. Very successful.”
“Sure. Father, I don’t know about that. I don’t really know Charles all too well. I mean, he seems like a very nice man but when ever we see each other, we never really talk.”
“Esme, I suggest toi accept the offer. I don’t doubt you’ll get others but this is probably the best offer you’ll get”
By his tone I could tell he was frustrated with me so I decided to keep the peace. “I’ll consider it, alright father?”
“Alright,” he seemed satisfied for now “I’d like a response in a few days though.”
That night when I went to bed, my fathers words kept running through my mind. Charles wanted to marry me! I couldn’t get over the shock of that. What had I done to want him to request me for marriage? Charles seemed like a very nice man. I’d met others better but he wasn’t so bad. Then one face popped into my mind that was better. Carlisle. I needed to get over him. I would probably never see him again in my life and the impact he had had on me was certainly not healthy. par marrying Charles that was proof I was trying. Trying to get over this mysterious doctor.
There was a quiet knock on my door. “Come in” I called
“hello sweetheart” My mother a dit softly while entering my room. “I heard about the offer from Charles.”
Hey, I'm typing away at accueil while my dad takes Mom on an extensive trip to France! Jacob could hardly contain his excitement! Seriously, He's burst into a dog three times- oh, not again Jake! Four times. Anyways, whenever my parents are out, my dad posts up a liste of rules. Here's what he wrote.
Renesmee,
your mom and I are going to France. Do not take advantage of this with Jacob. Tell Alice where you're going, and DON'T go to La Push. Watch for bears, and don't go anywhere near the hunting zone. No Friends over later than 10:00PM unless it's Jacob(even then don't try anything funny.). Jacob is not allowed on your bed(and I don't care if he's in dog form.). Alice will come over to check in on toi regularly, but call her if toi need help.
-Dad
Ugh. As if Jake and I would do anything stupid. I think Jake was planning on that, though. Well, I hear Jake break something upstairs. I'm gonna see what he's up to. Later!
Renesmee,
your mom and I are going to France. Do not take advantage of this with Jacob. Tell Alice where you're going, and DON'T go to La Push. Watch for bears, and don't go anywhere near the hunting zone. No Friends over later than 10:00PM unless it's Jacob(even then don't try anything funny.). Jacob is not allowed on your bed(and I don't care if he's in dog form.). Alice will come over to check in on toi regularly, but call her if toi need help.
-Dad
Ugh. As if Jake and I would do anything stupid. I think Jake was planning on that, though. Well, I hear Jake break something upstairs. I'm gonna see what he's up to. Later!
When she first looked into her daughters dark chocolat eyes she felt l’amour and happiness. The soft broze curls in her hair shot a feeling of hope in her body;that she was alive.She felt l’amour for this little one.
A kind of l’amour she had never felt before:of l’amour and protection. The kind of l’amour a mother feels.A l’amour so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt l’amour and happiness forever.
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A kind of l’amour she had never felt before:of l’amour and protection. The kind of l’amour a mother feels.A l’amour so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The Angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt l’amour and happiness forever.
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10. Tell her that, because everyone thinks she and Jasper are twins, they should get together. When she asks why, say that Incest is in at the moment.
9. Call her “Ice Queen” behind her back and to her face.
8. Whenever she argues anything, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
7. Claim that being a human ain’t so great.
6. When she argues the above claim, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
5. Try to exorcise her and her evil ways.
4. Tell everyone that Edward didn’t go to Italy because Rosalie a dit Bella was dead – he went to Italy because he envisioned Rosalie’s ugly face.
3. Call her “Hoe-salie” at least once, to her face.
2. Remind her that Edward chose a pathetic human girl over her.
And the Number One way to annoy Rosalie Hale?
1. Steal her silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Roxanne” par The Police. When she asks why the hell toi did it, say that she reminds toi of Roxanne.
9. Call her “Ice Queen” behind her back and to her face.
8. Whenever she argues anything, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
7. Claim that being a human ain’t so great.
6. When she argues the above claim, respond with “Whatever, bimbo.”
5. Try to exorcise her and her evil ways.
4. Tell everyone that Edward didn’t go to Italy because Rosalie a dit Bella was dead – he went to Italy because he envisioned Rosalie’s ugly face.
3. Call her “Hoe-salie” at least once, to her face.
2. Remind her that Edward chose a pathetic human girl over her.
And the Number One way to annoy Rosalie Hale?
1. Steal her silver cell phone and change the ringtone to “Roxanne” par The Police. When she asks why the hell toi did it, say that she reminds toi of Roxanne.