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Forks High School isn't that big, I thought frantically. Miniscule, in fact, compared to my old school in Phoenix. Its ridiculous for me to get lost! As I groped for my schedule to try and figure out where Building 3 was, I internally tried to write this off as stress или hunger. PMS, even. But deep down I knew why I was so scatterbrained that particular morning. I scowled at the shining sun. Why did it have to come out at all? I knew I was being silly. Being away from Edward sometimes did that to me.
When I finally made my way to my сиденье, место, сиденья in Building 3, I plopped down and began doodling idly on the front of my notebook. I was interrupted from wondering whether или not Edward would be back that night by a familiar voice.
"Hi Bella. Are Ты all right?"
"Yes, Mike...I'm fine. Thanks for asking."
"Hey, I noticed Edward was gone today. Are Ты doing anything--"
"All right. Today's topic for discussion is the Alfred Wegener theory of continental drift..." cut the teaher's voice through the suddenly thick atmosphere in the room.
I let the teacher's voice fade out while silently thanking him for saving me from a painfully embarassing discussion. I liked Mike, but sometimes it was so hard for him to realize that I had a boyfriend...that would eternally be superior to him. Poor little guy, I thought.
The rest of the день passed painfully slowly. I won't suffer Ты the specifics. When I got home, Charlie was still at the station. I popped some leftover lasagna in the microwave for a couple of минуты and then went upstairs to do my homework. Satisfied that I'sd eaten up a lot of time, I went downstairs to make a салат and was shocked to see that only half an час had passed. Grinding my teeth, I sat down to watch TV for another hour. Finally I heard Charlie's entry and started to get ужин out on the table.
"Hi Bells. Sorry I'm a little late."
"That's fine, dad. I did my homework. How was your day?"
A crease appeared between his eyes. "Well...do Ты remember those gang killings in Seattle last year?"
A chill passed through me. I remembered better than most. "Yes..." I replied cautiously.
"It's happening again. This time closer to here. Same bizzare range of victims, same burned bodies..."
I almost dropped the lasagna pan. Numb with shock, I caught it before it hit the floor and put a hand on the counter to steady myself.
"Hey, don't be scared.It's not that big of a deal. Not nearly as many as before."
"I'm not scared. Just surprised," I lied.
We ate ужин in silence. My head was whirling with emotion. Who was it? I could have reason to be happy. Maybe it was Senna, или Benjamin. At the same time, I was petrified. The Volturi had a good reason to be in the area: me. I ruminated on these questions, restless for Edward's arrival so I could ask him.
Forks High School isn't that big, I thought frantically. Miniscule, in fact, compared to my old school in Phoenix. Its ridiculous for me to get lost! As I groped for my schedule to try and figure out where Building 3 was, I internally tried to write this off as stress или hunger. PMS, even. But deep down I knew why I was so scatterbrained that particular morning. I scowled at the shining sun. Why did it have to come out at all? I knew I was being silly. Being away from Edward sometimes did that to me.
When I finally made my way to my сиденье, место, сиденья in Building 3, I plopped down and began doodling idly on the front of my notebook. I was interrupted from wondering whether или not Edward would be back that night by a familiar voice.
"Hi Bella. Are Ты all right?"
"Yes, Mike...I'm fine. Thanks for asking."
"Hey, I noticed Edward was gone today. Are Ты doing anything--"
"All right. Today's topic for discussion is the Alfred Wegener theory of continental drift..." cut the teaher's voice through the suddenly thick atmosphere in the room.
I let the teacher's voice fade out while silently thanking him for saving me from a painfully embarassing discussion. I liked Mike, but sometimes it was so hard for him to realize that I had a boyfriend...that would eternally be superior to him. Poor little guy, I thought.
The rest of the день passed painfully slowly. I won't suffer Ты the specifics. When I got home, Charlie was still at the station. I popped some leftover lasagna in the microwave for a couple of минуты and then went upstairs to do my homework. Satisfied that I'sd eaten up a lot of time, I went downstairs to make a салат and was shocked to see that only half an час had passed. Grinding my teeth, I sat down to watch TV for another hour. Finally I heard Charlie's entry and started to get ужин out on the table.
"Hi Bells. Sorry I'm a little late."
"That's fine, dad. I did my homework. How was your day?"
A crease appeared between his eyes. "Well...do Ты remember those gang killings in Seattle last year?"
A chill passed through me. I remembered better than most. "Yes..." I replied cautiously.
"It's happening again. This time closer to here. Same bizzare range of victims, same burned bodies..."
I almost dropped the lasagna pan. Numb with shock, I caught it before it hit the floor and put a hand on the counter to steady myself.
"Hey, don't be scared.It's not that big of a deal. Not nearly as many as before."
"I'm not scared. Just surprised," I lied.
We ate ужин in silence. My head was whirling with emotion. Who was it? I could have reason to be happy. Maybe it was Senna, или Benjamin. At the same time, I was petrified. The Volturi had a good reason to be in the area: me. I ruminated on these questions, restless for Edward's arrival so I could ask him.
British actress, Emma Watson, says that her Harry Potter Фильмы doesn't "sell sex" like Robert Pattinson's Twilight Saga movies. Says they are "too sexy". What? Even I became dumbfounded by that one. Emma has сказал(-а) that it was exciting to Kiss co-star Rupert Grint while they were shooting The Deathly Hallows. Because the films aren't filled with "saucy" scenes like the vampire films.
"This Kiss between Hermione and Ron is highly anticipated, it's been building up for eight films now. And Harry Potter is not Twilight, Ты know; we're not selling sex.
"So, whenever there is any hint of that, everybody gets terribly excited. In fact, it was horribly awkward; we couldn't stop laughing." says Emma Watson.
What do Ты think? Do Ты think Twilight is selling sex as Emma said?
"This Kiss between Hermione and Ron is highly anticipated, it's been building up for eight films now. And Harry Potter is not Twilight, Ты know; we're not selling sex.
"So, whenever there is any hint of that, everybody gets terribly excited. In fact, it was horribly awkward; we couldn't stop laughing." says Emma Watson.
What do Ты think? Do Ты think Twilight is selling sex as Emma said?