- Mood:
I Have To Pee - Listening to: Papercut- Linkin Park
- Reading: al books of twilight saga, again
- Watching: twilight interviews
- Playing: nothing?
- Eating: a pear
- Drinking: orange juice
Woah. Headrush.
This is really hard. Oh well, here we go;
New Moon Page 451, Edward's perspective:
I smiled and exhaled softly as I heard a heard her beautiful voice over the crowds roar. I knew I would be killed soon, so I didn't matter, I loved her voice. I raised my foot to make my step of relevance, sunlight. This was it, the end.
She slammed into me softly in my case. My love probably just used all of her strength left to try to move me. I slowly opened my eyes to see her in my arms.
"Amazing," was all that I was able to think or say at the moment. "Carlisle was right."
She looked terrified yet satisfied. "Edward," she gasped. Her throat was dry. Probably from yelling for me to move. "You've got to get back into the shadows. You have to move!"
At that very moment, I simply didn't care. I brushed my hand softly against her cheek, I didn't notice she was still trying to push me out of the sunlight. We were together, and we would be out of this place soon. I knew it would be that way. The Volturi wouldn't disturb us, I'd easily apologize for my harsh mistake.
"I can't believe how quick it was. I didn't feel a thing- they're very good," I mused while closing my eyes again and pressing my lips to my deliciously sweet smelling hair. "Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon thy beauty," I murmured. The clock chimed it's final tone. "You smell just exactly the same as always," I paused, I couldn't think straight. "so maybe this is hell. I don't care. I'll take it."
She quickly interrupted, "I'm not dead, and neither are you! Please Edward, we have to move. They can't be far away!"
She started to struggle in my grasp, my face changed into confusion.
"What was that?" I asked, I didn't understand quite well, I was only concentrating on her, my Bella.
"We're not dead, not yet! But we have to get out of here before the Volturi-" I didn't let her finished. It all clicked into my head very quickly. I yanked her and spun her until her back was tight against the wall. I stood away from her in a defensive-like crouch. Trying my best not to look obvious.
Okay, I finished there, cause I got really tired, and it got kinda boring. Oh well. I'll start it later. DON'T COPY!
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I got one foot in the grave
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COME TO ANIMEKAIGI! -----> [link]
I have a dream. It's name is Harper Collins.
I have a second dream. It's name is DC Comics.
I have a wish. It's name is Broadway.
Anyone can be a writer. It takes more to be an author.
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COME TO ANIMEKAIGI! -----> [link]
I have a dream. It's name is Harper Collins.
I have a second dream. It's name is DC Comics.
I have a wish. It's name is Broadway.
Anyone can be a writer. It takes more to be an author.
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