Twilight <3

I walked towards the rabbit, trying to ignore the stares of the Cullen’s on my back. It wasn’t easy. I could hear Ben start a conversation with them trying to attract their attention, but they answered his vragen without so much as glancing at him.
“Where do I sit?” Ben asked opening the door for Alice. Jasper through him a dangerous glare and hopped in after her.
“In the front.” Emmet replied, his voice assertive, as he slipped in after Jasper. Ben opened the front door with a sigh.
This should be a fun ride…he thought wryly. I laughed, and then sighed. His was going to be as...

As soon as Mitchell left I crawled under the blankets on my bed. It created a dark cave around me which I craved now because, in the dark, no one could see my tears. Maybe I should have listened to Edward because now that Mitchell was gone I could see what he was talking about. When I thought about it, Mitchell did confuse me. I was even meer confuddled and tongue-tied when he was there. It was just something about him that did that to me but I didn’t know what. Was it smile of his touch of his eyes? Maybe it was his eyes. They were an incredible blue colour and I could stare at them all...

I fell asleep on my dad's lap and i had the most horrible dream. I was in the meadow where my family plays baseball and there was a boy about 15 sitting door a boom with silver apples on it. But in the real meadow there wasn't any trees with apples. If that wasn't enough roses were growing from the ground.
I walked towards the boy and he smiled at me and i felt like i knew him when i was younger. Wait i did know him it was Trenton!My childhood friend when i went to live at the island my parents had there honeymoon!
I took another step forward. "RENESMEE!" Jacob shouted, "Don't come any closer...

This is told from Mitchell’s point of view. I realised as I was writing that none of u would know exactly who Mitchell is just from Kayla’s point of view. So I’ve decided to write in Mitchell’s point of view. I may write in Mitchell’s perspective again.


It didn’t take a lot of effort to mesmerize Michaela Swan. Not that she isn’t clever, she is. Anyone can see it door looking in her eyes. It was just I was so accomplished at it that it came so easily. I could mesmerize anyone door just one smile, one look into their eyes, one touch. It had taken me decades to learn it but it wasn’t...

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by: BuffyFaithfan1
Chapter Three: Conversations With Dead People...
I opened my eyes and found myself back in the white bed and no one was around to talk to, of to jump into there arms, of to just argue with. No doctors, no footsteps, and most of all, and the saddest part, no Mile. Even though he didnt really run with me in his arms through the maze of The Fear, he never held me close to him in his arms. of smile at me, of look at me, of even see me. I couldn't take it, it hurt a little to not even see him around my bed of in my room some where like he promised. I just stared at...