From the Desk of a Thespian

Writer's Block: Le Quatorze Juillet

2009-07-14T14:58:45Z

Happy Bastille Day! Today the French celebrate the event that sparked the French revolution. In honor of our Francophone friends, what is your favorite French thing? Bonus points for answers en français.

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We get points for these? Dang I wish my french was better.
My favourite french thing is...oh jeez. I think I'm gonna have to say, the architecture.

Writer's Block: Party Time

2009-07-12T15:52:10Z

What was the last great party you attended?

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Lets see -thinks- the last great party -thinks harder-.
I'd have to say it was Jenna's Birthday Party. That sounds lame but it really isnt. She turned 17 and we had a "Back to the Good Ol' Days" party. We had chalk and bubbles and those little fireworks that you throw at the ground(my best friend threw a whole handful of them at the back of my legs. I was a little mad at him). It was the greatest. We made a Seussical square on the driveway and then a Hopscotch board. And we played Four-Square and Taggle. It was really really fun.

Then after everyone but Joel, David, and me left, we had a little mini-rave in David's car(no drugs or anything, just music) and we talked and stuff.
Then everyone had to leave and I spent the night at Jenna's.

UnderCover--Chapter One

2009-07-12T05:06:48Z

Intro: This is a fan-fiction that I decided to write after I finished a book called The Awakening by Kelly Armstrong. It's the second in a trilogy. I decided that Chloe and Derek absolutely had to be together, and if Kelly Armstrong doesn't write it, I will.
Please comment and if I get good responses, I'll post the next chapter.

"Chloe?" Derek called from the kitchen. I walked in to see him smearing peanut butter on a toasted piece of bread. It crackled as the knife moved across it.
"Yes?" I said as I sat down on one of the stools.
"Will you come with me tonight?" he looked at me, taking a bite of toast.
"You're Changing?"
He absent-minded-ly scratched his arm, "Yea. And the thing is, I don't know if the other two could handle it." I smirked and he chuckled softly. "Not that I would ever ask Tori to come. But Simon," he paused, then turned around to put the peanut butter back in the cupboard. "I don't want Simon to see that."
"So you have no choice but to take me." I whispered.
"No." he spun around, realizing how it had sounded. "I just meant that," he laughed. "I want you to come, Chloe. It helps if you're there. Last time, it was easier. When you were there." he looked me in the eyes.
A strange feeling washed over me. "I...uh...I..." I couldn't speak. The words stuck in my throat. "There are bodies here." I finally said.
He rolled his eyes and looked away. "Well, of course there are."
"Stop trying to be smart." I laughed, "I meant corpses. Ya know, dead bodies."
"Oh." he laughed with me. "You mean those kinds of bodies."
Derek seemed in a better mood. Everyone seemed in a better mood now that we were safe. Or closer to safe at least. I couldn't believe how much better I felt too.
"Hey guys." Simon said as he walked in. "What's going on?" he looked at Derek and me. During the course of the conversation, we had leaned closer to each other over the counter. "Have I interrupted something?" a frown clouded Simon's face.
"No." Derek said, and left the kitchen.
"What's with him?" asked Simon.
"Nothing. He's just a little cranky. I'm sure he'll survive." I made a face when I realized Derek would be cranky all day.
"Well, I was wondering," Simon began. "if you wanted to do something tonight. Like see a movie or something."
"Simon, I" I stopped. How could I tell him? "I'm going with Derek tonight. He asked me to come and I--"
"I understand." he stopped. "You told him you would go. You should keep your promise." he started to leave. "Chloe?"
"Yea?"
"Do you like Derek? If you do, I understand. I just need to know. Before I make a fool out of myself."
"Simon, I'm sorry." was all I could say. "I just--"
He interrupted me again, "Chloe you don't have to apologize." he smiled, "Like I said, 'I understand.'." he walked out of the room.
I waited a minute before saying, "Derek, get out here. I know you were listening."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." he said as he walked back into the kitchen.
"Don't screw with me, Derek. What did you hear?"
"I..." he stopped short. His expression turned to one of anger. "I don't want to talk about it right now, Chloe. I'm not in the mood."
"I have a right to know!" my voice was getting louder. "What did you hear?!"
"Everything!" he yelled. "I heard everything you two said." he lowered his voice, "Have fun on your date."
My black mood vanished. "You didn't hear the whole conversation." I looked up to see his green eyes looking into mine. "I told him no."
Derek's expression changed again, to surprise. "Why would you do that?"
"Because I told you that I would go with you tonight." I frowned.
"Oh. Well, I appreciate that." he walked to the back door.
"Derek, if you want me to come tonight, remember to wake me up."
I watched as he nodded and slid out the door.

Okay okay

2009-03-02T01:59:51Z

So, I said I'd write more. For those of you who care.....which is nobody.
BUT THAT'S OKAY!

Poem of the Week: So I don't know if I'll have a poem every week, but this is a start.

This poem is by a man named William Butler Yeats

BROWN PENNY

I WHISPERED, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.'
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon

So, if you recognize that from a movie called MUST LOVE DOGS then you are *ding ding ding* correct, that is in fact where I heard it.

Inactivity

2009-02-22T22:00:46Z

So I kinda feel bad about being inactive on this site.
I've written tons of things since then, I just havn't posted yet.
I will eventually.

Title-less Prolouge (sp?)

2008-06-05T04:22:17Z

Hey, I'm Angie Randall. Ang, for short. I'm 14, and starting my first semester of 9th grade. Big right?
Not for me.
You see, I'm a loser. I only have one friend in the entire school. Her name is Lauren Summers. And I think that she is too pretty to be hanging out with me in the first place.
I don't really have a life either. I'm a nerd as well as a loser. I get straight A's in every class. Which isn't surprising, but, it's not that I don't know everything in all the classes, its that, Trey Thompson is in all of my classes.

________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Yo, I'm Trey, Trey Thompson. I'm 14, but I'll be 15 in a couple of months, and starting my 9th grade year.
I guess you could say that I'm an average guy, I get okay grades, and I pay attention in most of my classes, and do my homework.
Do you know what I hate about school? Know-it-alls. I can't stand em'. They get every answer right, and never give any of us normal kids a chance to answer. They are the ones the teachers love.
I hate them all.
All accept one.
Angie Randall.

Can you say, "Saved my the Bell"?

2008-05-11T23:42:29Z

And that, my friends, is how I am going to feel the second that last school bell rings at 3:00pm in 16 days.

So, can you all say "Saved by the Bell"?
I cannot wait.

Schedual for the last days...

Monday May 12- Project Due. (The end of a three week struggle of getting together with two girls from my group. One of which I don't even like.)
Tuesday May 13- Gold exibit field trip. (The whole 8th grade class messing around in the middle of a huge building with lots of artifacts...and stuff)
Wednesday May 14- Normal School. (not that we are even doing anything)
Thursday May 15- Early Release (I get two hours of my life to do with, what I wish)
Friday May 16- Normal School (wasting 6 1/2 hours of my life going over things for a test that all us eightballs have to take)

Monday May 19 through Friday May 23- Test prep (all I have to say on this one, is that FINALS SUCK!)

Monday May 26- No school (memorial day)
Tuesday May 27- Finals (I think)
Wednesday May 28- Presentations start (some colorado project that the 8th grade has to do on the computer)
Thursday May 29- Continuation (8th grade sits around in the gym of Wheat (aka "white") Ridge Highschool, and listen to boring sappy speaches about us moving through life...and then getting a piece of paper that says that you were smart enough to pass the eighth grade.)
Friday May 30- Eighth grade picnic (should be called "Freshman picnic" because that is all will be by then, because of the continuation, all us FRESHMAN get together and sit around and eat food)
- And THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL ( we all scream like banshies when the final bell rings)

I shall be counting down.

Writer's Block: Personality Trait = Trouble

2008-04-30T23:24:03Z

What personality trait has gotten you in the most trouble?

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My Innocence *wink*

Umm, no, uh...
I think it might be the way I am clumbsy. I don't know if that counts as a personality trait to anyone else, but it sure does for me. I trip over things, and drop things, and break things. My friends don't let me near their electronics unless they give me tech-know 101.

bmoritzky @ 2008-04-29T17:22:00

2008-04-29T23:27:11Z

Wowza. I havn't posted in forever.
just to let you know what is coming up from le bee.

- More of After the Wedding. (Note: I need new suggestions for the title, because it stinks.)
- A new fic. Don't have a title for that one either. But really cool inter-Twilight plot.
                     Summary: Edward doesn't make it to Bella in time to save her from the four men in Port Angeles. She gets hurt so badly
                     that she is barley alive. Edward doesn't want to lose her, so she is transformed. When the pain stops, he has to explain
                     what happend.
- A continuatin of a story my friend wrote for her french class. (I think it was french.) Very cool.
- Playlists and other things. Check out the "30 songs for a dance" post that I have.

Thanks guys.

After The Wedding: Chapter 4

2008-04-06T18:06:38Z

Baseball

Edward and I ran to the clearing, Meeting Alice, Jasper, and Emmett there. Carlisle and Esme ran out after us. Before we caught up to everyone, I turned to Edward, "Hey, what was Alice thinking about when she came in to borrow the C.D?"
"Why?" he smiled.
"Well, you seemed truly disgusted, and I was just wondering what it was that disgusted you."
"Alice and Jasper have planned a special night for themselves."
"Oh." was all I said as we walked up to the others. I looked around to everyone. "Where's Rosalie?"
Emmett's smile faded. "She didn't want to play."
"I am very sorry Emmett. We can leave, and Rosalie can come play." I resolved.
"Don't be ridiculous." Emmett's smile returned. "Look." he pointed behind us. We all looked up to see Rosalie walking over the hill. "Rose!" Emmett ran beside her and they both sprinted down to us.
"Thank you for coming Rosalie." I spoke up awkwardly.
"Of course. I've told you before, I have no objection to you as a sister." and to my surprise, she walked forward to embrace me in the first hug, she or any of the other Cullens had given me. Aside from Edward, Esme, and Alice of course. I hugged her back, happy at the unspoken truce we had made.
"Esme," Jasper turned to her, "you have to play. There are eight of us, and you have to make it even, especially if Edward, Bella, and Alice are on the same team."
"Yes, I suppose I do." Esme laughed and joined Carlisle in setting the bases.
"So, the teams are, Edward, you, me, and Jasper, and then Emmett, Rose, Carlisle, and Esme." Alice smiled at me. "We are gonna kick butt."
Edward put his arm around my shoulders and led me toward the clearing. "You do know how to play basebal, don't you?"
"Yes." I smiled up at him. "Despite my clumbsiness, I had to play with my younger relavtives to make their teams even."
"That is good to know." he started to walk in the opposite direction. He pointed to the batter's position, "You're up."
"I'm what?"
"You're up, you know, to bat." he smirked.
"I know what 'you're up' means, but do I have to go first?"
"Yes." he shot over to where Jasper and Alice were standing. "Go." he told me.
I groaned and took my place. I looked up to see Carlisle standing at the pitcher's mound.
"Hey Baseball Star!" Emmett's laughter was behind me, "You need this." he tossed me a bat and I took my position.
Carlisle nodded to me, then slung the ball in my direction. By sheer miralal, the bat connected with the ball and sent it flinging into the sky.
"RUN!" Edward yelled and I immediatly dropped the bat and flew to first base. I made it with only a second to spare. The instant I touched the base, Rosalie caught the ball.
"Safe!" Esme called from the outfield.

The rest of the game was just as fast. Our team won, naturally, by one point. I should have known when Alice told me we would "kick butt" that we would win.
Carlisle ran beside me, "Good game." he told me before running up the hill to the edge of the clearing.
"It was wasn't it." Edward's voice came from beside me as well. "Your mother called during the game. She didn't leave a message, but I assume she wants you to call her back."
"Phone." I said and he took it out of his pocket.
"We need to get you one of these." he said as he playfully waved the phone in my face before giving it to me.
"That can be my first outing." I teased as I dialed the numbers. He nodded. I put the phone to my ear.
It rang three times before a frantic Renee answered. "Hello?"
"Hi Mom." I smiled at the sound of her voice.
"Oh hi honey, did you see my call?"
"Yes."
"I called Edward's cell phone, and niether of you answered." she pronounced Edward's name very clearly, I think she was still getting used to his name. "Are you having fun?"
"We just got off the plane, actually."
"You got back so early!"
"We didn't think we were going to stay for very long."
"Oh. Where were..."
I cut her off before she could finish her question. "Mom, I am really tired, I'll call you back later."
"Alright, I love you honey."
"I love you too Mom." I hung up and sunk to the ground. I put my head in my hands. "I am such a horrible person."
Edward's hand was on my back. "You regret what I've made you so soon?" his voice was pained. He put his arms around me and pulled me into his lap.
"No." I moaned, "It's not that. I regret having to lie to my parents." I put my arms around his neck.
"Don't worry love." he rubbed my back. "It gets easier." he looked up and suddenly went rigid.
I followed his gaze to see Alice, standing completely still, her face horror struck. Jasper was next to her, suppoting her weight, until she came out of her trance.
Edward immediatly picked me up and ran to Alice's side.
Only one word came mout of her mouth.

"Volturi."

After the Wedding: Chapter 3

2008-04-05T19:05:24Z

A Discovery

"A little messy, but that was good. For your first hunt." Edward wiped the corners of my mouth with his thumb and then stuck it in mouth.
"A little?" I asked, I had thought that vampires were neat naturally.
"Only a little." he chuckled.
"I guess it's an aquired skill."
"No, you were just nervous." he winked.
"So, I'll get better?"
"Definatly." he grinned. "Most definatly."
"You ready for your ride?" I asked.
"Why yes I am." and for once since I had met Edward, I swung him up onto my back. "GO!" he yelled triumphantly. I sprinted towards the Cullen house. Edward released my shoulders and spread his arms like wings. When we neard the house, I slowed to a human jog, and he jumped from my back.
I stopped and stood in wait for his response to the ride.
His face was enough, but he spoke, "It was amazing. Like flying. But I do prefer running myself." It was okay, since I prefered running myself as well.
"Lets go inside." I took his hand and we shot int the door. "Ah." I laughed. "That will never get old." Edward chuckled with me.
"What are you two doing?" Emmett walked out into the entry way of the house, from the dining room, where I saw Rosalie standing, her face pained.
"We were hunting." I shot back. "What are you doing?"
"Actually, I was looking for you. Carlise wants to talk to you." he smiled, "Both of you."
I swallowed hard. "What could it be?" I whispered to Edward.
"Basic stuff." he assured me. But it didn't help. I swallowed again. We walked into Carlisle's office. "You wanted to see us?" Edward spoke soflty.
"Yes." Carlisle walked towards us. "I just wanted to talk to you. Bella, it is very important that you don't go out unless you have someone, one of us, with you. And if Edward restrains you, he has a reason. Edward, watch her closely."
"I will." Edward said as I nodded. He took my hand and led me from the room into ours. "Are you alright?"
"It was a much better talk than I had imagined."
"Talk?" he scoffed. "More like a baby instruction session."
"Yeah." I laughed at myself as we sat down on the bed. But my thoughts suddenly turned when I realized he had said "baby". I bit my lip. "Edward?"
Sensing the worry in my voice, he tensed slightly. "Whats wrong?"
"Nevermind. Its silly."
"No. Please tell me, I am sure it's not as silly as you think it is."
"Well, I was just thinking...what if Charlie and Renee ask us about..." I stopped.
"Please tell me." his pleading eyes shattered my defenses.
"...grandchildren..."
"I don't know. We could tell them the truth."
"The TRUTH! They would really kill me then!"
"They would kill you because you can't have children?" he smirked.
"Oh, um." this stunted my thought process.
"See, nothing to worry about." he kissed me. Another more passionate kiss.
I heard footsteps at the door. "Edward, may I borrow a C.D. for the night?"
"Of course," he paused and smiled, "if thats alright with Bella, that is. They are hers now too."
I felt Alice's gaze turn to me. "May I?"
"Of course." I laughed and Edward pointed to the wall of C.D.'s on the far end of the room. She glided over and ran a finger along the titles that lined the shelves.
"Alice, please, enough." she looked confused. "Please control your thoughts."
"Edward!" I scolded. "You shouldn't press into her mind like that!"
"Hah! I can if I want to." he joked and turned back to stare at Alice's head. But after a moment, he turned back to me. "Bella, what did you DO?" he laughed.
"What do you mean?" his question puzzled me.
"You told me that I shouldn't read Alice's thoughts, and now I can't."
"I'm still confused."
"I have an idea, Alice, you think of a number between one and one millionm and Bella, don't think about Alice."
"Alright." I thought about Edward. An easy enough task.
Edward recited the number. "Four thousand, eight hundred, seventy-four, and three quarters." he smiled and said, "Now Bella, you think about not wanting me to read Alice's mind, and Alice, think of a different number, one to twenty this time."
I thought hard. After a moment he gave up. "I can't do it. All I see is a blank spot where your thoughts should be, like Bella."
"So do you think I could block others abilities too?"
"Perhaps." he smiled.
"Thanks Edward." Alice walked to the door.
"Ahem." he caught her attention, and then pointed to me.
"And thank you too Bella." she walked out and shut the door behind her.
"Where were we?" he leaned over and kissed me. "I remember now."
"Wait." I stopped him. "I want to try something before I forget my name, if you don't mind."
"Of course." he layed down, and I layed down on top of him.
"If I can block others' minds from you, maybe I can unblock mine."
"Interesting, go on."
"So I am going to think about unblocking my mind, and you try to read it."
"Alright." he concentrated for a minute, and then said, "All I hear is 'unblock' being repeated over, and over."
My face lit up. "You can read my mind!"
"Yes. How very exciting." he chuckled, and smiled a very wide smile. "Shall we?" he motioned towards the door.
"Shall we what?"
"I am feeling musical."

Edward led me from the room and downstairs. I propped myself up on the piano, and he seated himself on the bench, and started to play.
"Edward, is Carlisle mad at me?"
"No, he is just leaving you alone, because when he changed Emmett, Rosalie, and me, we all hated him and Emmett and Rosalie hated Esme as well. He just doesn't know if you are like that yet. He is just being cautious."
"But the three of you were not asked if you wanted this, I was. And Esme didn't hate anyone." I hopped up and sat on the piano. "Besides, I couldn't hate the Cullens," he laughed, "I am one now, remember."
He continued to play as he spoke. "Yes, but the pain you go through, it usually makes you hate the ones who changed you."
"But I don't hate you, I could never hate you!"
"Well, I am glad to hear that." his hands paused on the keys and he stared at his hands thoughtfully for a moment, then he looked up at me, golden eyes buring my skin, and kissed me quickly before continuing his song. I put my hand on his cheek. It didn't feel as cold as it once had. He reached out and picked me up just as effortlessly as before and pulled me into his lap.
"You are beautiful." he whispered.
"I am now." I spoke as quietly as he had.
"You were beautiful before. You will always be beautiful, not matter what you are." he paused. "Ah, Bella, you still don't see yourself clearly." he took my face in his hands. "Can't you see that you are the most beautiflu woman that I have ever seen? Nothing could replace you."
"Well I should hope not." I put my hand on his face once more.
"Hey Lovebirds!" Emmett flew down the stairs and managed to stop before he hit the piano. Edward and I didn't reajust our positions because of his presence, we just looked over to him. "You wanna play ball?"
I smirked, " Is there going to be a storm any time soon?"
"Yeah, in about two hours. Alice says we won't get wet." Emmett smiled at my excitment.
I looked at Edward, pleading. "Alright. We'll play." he smiled and looked back to Emmett, "There arn't going to be any visitors, are there?"
Emmett shook his head. "Nope. Not this time." he winked before running back up the stairs.

Writer's Block: Saturday Night

2008-04-05T17:21:50Z

How are your Saturday nights different now than they were five years ago?

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On saturday night 5 years ago, I was in bed by 9:00.
Now I go to bed at 11:00 at the earliest.

Writer's Block: Spring Cleaning

2008-04-04T03:31:52Z

Are you planning on doing any spring cleaning this year? If so, please share a cleaning tip you swear by.

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hmm....my defenition of "cleaning" is something people do when they are bored.

i don't really...clean

30 songs for a school dance

2008-04-03T03:01:01Z

Our Time Now- Plain White T’s
Dance Dance- Fall out Boy
I don’t want to be in Love- Good Charlotte
Somewhere Only We know- Keane
Our Song- Taylor Swift
Five Colours in Her Hair- McFly
Over My Head (Cable Car) - The Fray
We Will Rock You- Queen
Before He Cheats- Carrie Underwood
The Adams Family Theme Song
Cotton Eyed Joe
The Macarena
Bella Notte- Lady and the Tramp
All at Once- The Fray
Nine I the Afternoon- Panic at the Disco
Without Love- Hairspray
Face Dow- Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
You and Me- Lifehouse
Do the Hippogriff- The Weird Sisters (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire)
Freak Out- Avril Lavigne
Mickey- The Riplets
Iris- The Goo Goo Dolls
Must Have Done Something Right- Relient K
Sadie Hawkins- Relient K
Sympathy- The Goo Goo Dolls
Crazy- Gnarls Barkley
One Two Step- Ciara
Hips Don’t Lie- Shakira
I’ll Follow You Into the Dark- Death Cab For Cutie
In the Mood- Glenn Miller

If you don't know these songs, I strongly suggest that you listen to them. Some are dance songs, and song are headbanging songs.
I am taking suggestions for the next "30 songs for a school dance" list.
So please, tell me some good songs.

Writer's Block: Where in the World...

2008-04-03T02:32:54Z

If you were independently wealthy, where in the world would you live and how would you spend your time?

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If I were wealthy, I would probobly live where I live now, but I would travel a lot.

Writer's Block: Sick Day

2008-03-31T22:50:43Z

What is your favorite thing about being sick?

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My favorite thing about being sick?
I think that would have to be staying home. I usually don't get the stomach flew, just headaches, and a very very sore throat.

Writer's Block: Friends Forever

2008-03-30T21:24:06Z

What do you bring most to a friendship?

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Whatever that particuler friend needs.

Writer's Block: No Laughing Matter

2008-03-29T20:46:19Z

What do you think is too serious to joke about?

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Child Abuse.

bmoritzky @ 2008-03-28T19:21:00

2008-03-29T02:24:56Z

The Meadow

"Welcome to the house of the eternally damned." I looked up at Edward as he spoke.
"Do I smell any different?" I asked curiously
"Only a little bit, but that's because your blood is still in your body. It's changed a bit, so have you." he took my hand and pulled me in front of the mirrors.
I thouched my pale skin.
"How different do I look?"
"Just as beautiful as always." I would have blushed, but I no longer had that ability. I spun around to kiss him, but I knocked him over.
"Oops!" I landed on top of him.
"It's alright." he smiled.
"No, it's not. Did I hurt you?" I put my hand on his cheek. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." his lips lightly brushed mine.
"Great, I'm glad to hear it." I smiled. "So, what now?"
He laughed. "Well, first things first." he kissed me, but with more force than he ever had before. His tongue traced over my bottom lip and the cut he had placed there. I opened my mouth, and my tounge danced with his. We pulled away.
"What was that for?"
"I know this may sound funny." he smiled, "but I have always wanted to do that, to know what it feels like to really kiss you. I've always had to be careful, but I don't have to anymore." he winked.
I stared at him disbelievingly. "That, was on your to-do list?"
"Yep." he rolled so that he was on top of me.
"I am liking this list. What's next?"
"Hunting." he replied. I felt my face light up.
"Where?"
"I don't know. Probobly just around our meadow. Not too far the first time."
"Alright." I smiled wider. He helped me up. "Shall we go?" my voice was sweet.
"Yes, we shall." he smiled with me and ran out of our room. I walked slowly after him. A second later he was back in the door. "C'mon, I know you can go faster than that."
"I can?"
"Run silly, fast."
"Okay." I wasn't sure what he ment, and then I remembered. I was fast. "Oh yeah!" he laughed and smiled. I started to jog, then sped up. Suddenly I was outside of the Cullen house. Edward was beside me.
"Cool huh?"
"Yeah." I was still amazed at my abilities. I held my breath and waited to run out of oxygen. I didn't. I exhaled. "Really cool."
"So, do you want to try a mountain lion?" he chuckled.
"Yes please." I said innocently. He grabbed my hand and we both began to run. It was almost as if my feet weren't touching the ground. It was amazing. We were at our meadow in a matter of minutes. "It's even better when you are the one running!"
"Is it?" he grinned. "I've never not been the one running."
"You want a ride back?" I asked.
"Sure." he laughed and sat down in the grass. I sat next to him and put my head on his shoulder. He pulled me into his lap and lay down on the ground.
"This is nice." I whispered as I lay down on top of him.
"I thought we were hunting." he said sarcastically. I smiled and lifted my head so that I could see his beautiful face. "But this is nice anyway." I put my head back on his chest.
"Your right." he sighed.
"Tell me something Edward." I said suddenly.
"Anything." he sounded concerned.
"Why did you want to keep me from becoming a vampire, but now you just keep showing me how wonderful it is?"
"Oh, well, now that you're a monster, there is rally no point in keeping anything from you, like what you can do."
"That's all I needed to know. So, hunting?"
"Hunting."

After the Wedding

2008-03-28T01:07:00Z

The Arrangment

My head lay on Edward's bare chest. I could feel his breath, just as ragged as mine, on the back of my neck. All parts of the deal had been fulfilled.

First, I had married Edward. Our wedding day was beautiful, just like Alice had wanted. Inside of course. I knew Charlie was pleased, I am not sure that a beautiful wedding was something that he was able to give Renee. She seemed happy too, but I saw that through her smile and tears of joy, that she was screaming. Phil was there too, he was glowing, as usual. All of the Cullens where there. Alice had been my maid of honor. I had asked Rosalie if she wanted to be a bridesmaid, but she politely reclined, as I expected. Emmett was Edward's best man, and Jasper was a groomsman. A little girl named Ellie was our flowergirl. She visited the hospital often with asthma problems.
There was no comparison to the anxiousness I felt before walking down the aisle. "You don't have to do this." Charlie had said. But I did. I took his arm, he was shaking more than I was. The big white doors of the church opened, and I stepped out onto the big white runway that greeted me. I remember seeing Ellie trip over her dress.
And then I looked up, and Edward was standing there, beautiful as ever, smilin gthat same crooked smile that I loved.
The service flew by. at one moment, I was walking down the aisle, and the next thing I knew, Edward was pulling me into a kiss.

Second, Edward had slept with me. I looked at my clothes, and his, showered across the floor of his room in the Cullen house. the rest of the Cullens had gone on a hunting trip to give us some privacy. None of them had any idea of what we had been doing, unless Alice had seen it.

The only thing missing now, was my becoming a vampire. "Now?" I whispered. I pulled myself up so I could look at his angel's face. His eyes, which had been closed, now opened, and he smiled. I leaned down to kiss his chest. "Please?"
"Are you ready?" he sighed.
"Of course I am ready Edward." I kissed his collar bone. "I've been ready."
"Are you sure? You don't have to do this."
"Yes, I do. And yes, this is what I want. what I need." he opened his mouth to speak, then closed it and frowned. "I have told you before, I have chosen my life, and I want to start living it." I smiled.
"Of course." he shifted beneath me. "But Bella, love, promose me something."
"Depends."
"Will you promise to never leave me, to love me forever?"
"What is a wedding for? I couldn't leave you, I love you too much."
"Forever?"
"I love you forever." I stated matter-of-factly.
"You are beautiful. Now put some clothes on."
"Okay." I rolled over him and walked to his, no our dresser and pulled out a white tank top, underwear, a bra, and a pair of white shorts. I put them on and sat down next to Edward, now dressed on the golden comforter. "So," I asked, "How is this going to work?"
"Well, I am going to bite you here," he touched under my chin, "here," he touched right above my left breast, "and I was thinking I would put a small cut, here." he rubbed his thumb over the right side of my bottom lip.
"Okay." I was shaking now. I wanted this more than anything, but I was scared of the pain.
Edward seemed to read my thoughts" I will be there holding your hand the whole time. he smiled and kissed my forhead. " I promise."
I went through my mental list of things that I was going to do.

Say goodbye to everybody. Check.
Move out of Charlie's. Check.
Take pictures of everyone. Check.
And finally, send a goodbye forever letter to Jake. Check.

"I'm ready." I said. He smiled."Would you smile again?" I asked. "I want that to be the last thing I see."
"Whatever you want my love." he grinned and it lit up his face.
I closed my eyes. "I'm ready."
"I love you." he whispered.
"And I love you." I said. The next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine. He kissed me until I couldn't breath.
"Here goes." he muttered. I wanted to say something, but one of his teeth cut my lip. I felt him tense. Something like saliva flowed to the open wound. Then he moved to kiss my neck, and bit me.
"Ow!" I opened my eyes.
"I am sorry."
"No, go on." I smiled, trying to reassure him. He kissed my shoulder, moved to his left, and bit me again. The cut on my lip, and the previous bite had begun to to sting.
"Are you alright" Edward's voice was anxious.
"You're here, of course I am." A stab of pain hit my neck. I flew backwards onto the bed with the jolt the pain had caused. Edward shot around the other side od the bed and sat down next to me. He picked me up and cradled me to his chest. My lip started to burn, so did my neck and shoulder. "Edward, I'm on fire!" I knew this was going to happen, and I was prepared, but that didn't stop me from crying out.
"I know. I'm so sorry." he rocked me back and forth. "I am putting you through pain, I am so selfish."
"No!" I winced. "I wanted this, you are being unselfish by giving it to me!" he didn't reply. He was squeezing me, but not too tight, against his chest as he continued to rock me.
The rest of the night was torture. My body continued to burn.
When the rest of the Cullens got back from hunting, Carlisle raced upstairs. Alice must have seen me in pain, or maybe they just heard me screaming. "Is she okay?" Carlisle asked.
"She says she is, but she keeps twitching, it's worrying me." Edward looked down at me and stroked my face. "Do you think morphine will help?"
"Maybe a little. We are going to try, okay Bella, okay?"
"Okay." I managed. I started to sob. The tears running down my face hit my cut and made it burn worse. "Edward!" he held me tighter as I cried out. "Help me!"
"I wish I knew how." his face was horror struck.
"Anything!" I cried.
"Will biting her again make the transformation faster?"
"A fraction perhaps, but do it now." Carlise looked down at me as well.
"DO IT!" I screamed. Edward leaned down and bit me on the wrist, the same place where James had bitten me. It added to the burn and I screamed as the tears came faster and harder.

Over the course of the day, my river of tears ran dry. Morphine helped, but every ten minutes or so, the fire would return and my head would pound. I would attempt to break down, but all that would come were dry sobs.
"Bella?" Alice's soft voice was suddenly at my side. I just nodded. "Are you alright?" it was a useless question but she asked anyway. I shook my head. "I am going to give you more morphine okay?" I nodded. Edward held me tighter as Alice tryed to puncture my skin with the needle. It snapped and flew across the room. "What happend?" Alice looked surprised.
Edward ignored her. "Bella, sweetheart, we can't give you anymore medicine, okay?" he spoke as if to a child.
"Okay." I answered. He smiled at my voice. I hadn't done or said anything in the past few hours except scream. He leaned over, and suddenly, as if there was no pain, my fingers twined in his hair, and I was laying on my back, his body forming to every curve of mine. I didn't have to break away as often, and I liked it. When I did have to break away, he smiled at me.
"Better?" he asked quietly. But before I could answer, pain came at my chest, as if someone had stabbed me through the heart. Instinctivey, I pulled him back to me, but in my rish, I kissed his nose. I knew he wanted to say something, but sensing my urgency, he moved his head up slightly and his lips found mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck so thightly that he would have choked had he been human. I nstead of my heart speeding up as usual, it slowed, as if it were working backwards. He chuckled and I smiled at the sudden sound of happiness that escaped his mouth. I put my head on chest as the pain returned.
I started to shake uncontonrolably. Edward stood up and placed me under the covers. I pulled his hand under with me.
"Bella," he began, but I pulled it under further, and he gave up and climbed into the bed with me. I put his hand to my cheek.
"Edward, your.....warm!"
"And you are freezing." he laughed.
I was serious now, "No, Edward, your...hot!" he seemed confused. My teeth started to chatter. "I d-d-don't unders-s-stand. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, you are just very cold."
"Edward, take your s-s-shirt off!"
"What?"
"D-d-d-do it!" he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the floor. I cuddled into him. "Ah." I was sure a smile crossed his face. "Edward?"
"Yes love?"
"Do you remever when we where in the tent with Jacob, and you said you would give anything to be warming me up, like he was."
"Yes."
"Well enjoy this, because right now you are the warmest thing I have ever touched." and we lay there silently.

Progressivly, I began to feel like I was really freezing. Like I was standing outside in the snow, wearing nothing. I lost feeling in my toes and fingers. I started to shiver again.
I moved, despite the pain, so that I was sitting up. "What are you doing?" Edward sat up too. "Bella, NO!" but I was already standing. The floor whirled toward my face. edward caught me and pulled me back up onto the bed. "Are you alright?" I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out. I tried again. Still nothing. "Bella?" I frantically pointed to my mouth. recognitoin glinted across his face. " I know love, but look at the bright side, your alamost a monster." At that I tackled him. I laid my head on his chest and listened to the non-exsistent heart-beat that would soon be mine as well.
And although I was in extreme pain, I was content. The man I loved was holding me in his arms, humming my lullabye, and I couldn't speak to ruin it.
I closed my eyes and listened to everything around me. Birds were chirping outside, far away. I could hear Carlisle and Esme talking in another room. "...I know, but how can he control her? She will be so much stronger." Esme's smooth voice filled my head.
"Yes," Carlisle was soothing her, "but they love each other, and she will listen, I know she will."
"Your right." and he was right. I would listen to Edward.
Another noise inturrupted my eavesdropping. Thump-thump Thump-thump. Edward smoothed my hair and kissed the top of my head. "Your heart will stop beating, and it will all be over." Pain stabbed at my chest again as I calmly put my head back on his chest and closed my eyes. We both listened to my final heartbeats. Thump-thump Thump-......thump.......thump. And with that, Bella Swan was no more, and the true Bella Cullen was born.

Writer's Block: What? Everyone Doesn't Like Me?

2008-03-26T04:24:23Z

Why do you think it is some people don't get along with you?

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I think I tick people off, because I am opinionated, and I give my opinion openly.

Writer's Block: If at first you don't succeed...

2008-03-22T15:54:04Z

What have you tried in life that you just weren't very good at?

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Hmm...
Probobly, Dancing. I am not very graceful. In fact, i am a very VERY clumbsy person.

Writer's Block: Celebrity Sightings

2008-03-20T23:14:17Z

If one day you meet your favorite super star, what questions you would like to do to him/her?

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I don't know. I would probobly ask them what it was like to be famous...I guess.
Depending on what person I met.

Writer's Block: My favorite memory

2008-03-19T00:37:07Z

What is one of your favorite memories?

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Oh, I don't know.
When my parents where together.
Before they started yelling.

Eight Inches

2008-03-18T03:45:23Z

It has the range of up to eight inches.

The function of which is enjoyed by both sexes.

It is usually found, hanging, dangling ready loosely for instant action.

It consists of a clump of little hairy things at one end, and a small hole at the other end.

In use, it is inserted, almost always willingly, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, into a warm, fleshy, moist opening where it is thrust in and out again and again many times in succession, often quickly and accompanied by squirming bodily movements.

Anyone found listening will most surley recognize the rythmic, pulsing sound, resulting from the well lubricated movements.

When finally withdrawn, it leaves behind a juicy, frothy, white and sitcky substance, some of which will need cleaning from the outer surface of the opening and off of it's glistening shaft.

After everything is done and the flowing liquids have ceased emanating, it is returned to it's freely hanging state of rest, ready for another bit of action, hopefully reaching it's climax three or four times a day, but often much less.

What am I?

YOUR TOOTHBRUSH!
What were you thinking you perv?