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Edward's thoughts - bold
Kayla's thoughts - italics



I had managed to make it through a whole mois of school without anything unusual happening. The murders had seemed to stop. No one in ou around Forks had been killed so maybe the newborn had learned not to kill so often ou someone had dealt with it. I felt kind of disappointed that I hadn’t been able to go after it and teach it a thing ou two. I think it would be quite fun battling a newborn but since it decided to stop I guess I’ll just have to wait. Edward and I continued to have our silent conversations. It was weird, him being inside...

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CHAPTER 11

Edward’s POV

I don’t know why I ran, but I did. And now that I think about it, it was one of the stupidest things I did.
I was nearly half way accueil when I heard someone following me, so I went even faster.
“Edward, I l’amour you” She screamed. I stopped abruptly. Then I thought about it.
“Bella?” I a dit in my head, confused.
“I l’amour you” I felt the force that she put into it. She was struggling plus than me.
I ran back and stopped about a hundred ft away from...

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Edward's thoughts are in bold and Kayla's in italics.



I looked at Dr Cullen, worried I had put him a difficult situation. I wanted to explain to him that he didn’t need to leave, that I wasn’t going to blab to the whole town about what he and his family were. But how could I tell him?
I looked down at the dead man on the floor. I knew that this wasn’t an animal attack. The Azdi part of me was telling me this, montrer me the difference between an animal attack and a vampire attack. I also knew that this was no ordinary vampire attack. It was too messy.
“Dad, I’m going outside.”...

So here it is, Chapter 4.



I opened my eyes and the first thing I noticed was that the pain in my head had gone. I sighed with relief and the seconde thing I noticed was that I could count all the cracks on the ceiling. I smiled. I sat up and realised that I was on my bed. I looked at the clock and saw it was eight in the morning. I groaned and jumped out of bed. I landed lightly on my feet. I quickly threw on a clean pair of jeans and a tee shirt. I brushed my hair as fast as I could and shoved on the first pair of socks I could find. I ran downstairs and into the cuisine and found Charlie eating...