Kristen Stewart at the Premiere of Remember Me

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 17 - THE GAME


"So I hear you're getting my girl to watch baseball." Only in Washington would the fact that it was raining buckets have no bearing at all on the playing of outdoor sports.
"Yes, sir, that's the plan." He didn't look surprised that I'd told my father the truth. He might have been listening, though.
"Well, mais power to you, I guess."
Charlie laughed, and Edward joined in.
"Okay." I stood up. "Enough humor at my expense. Let's go." I walked back to the hall and pulled on my jacket. They followed.
"Not too late, Bella."
"Don't worry, Charlie,...

I don't know how surreal this was but I knew I was in no dream world, but it took me away from everything,everything I didn't know about myself.I knew two things.One,I was called Alice.Two,I could see the future.It had only been a dia and I was sat in an empty house when......I saw a face in my eyes. He had blonde curly-ish hair that shined almost as bright as the sun,big black sphered eyes and a pale face....like me,he was a vampire.Then there was me taking his hand. We were in an empty cafee or something like that....then it finished.I liked this vision.It made me feel warm inside even though...

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 11 - COMPLICATIONS


Gym passed quickly as I watched Mike's one-man badminton show. He didn't speak to me today, either in response to my vacant expression or because he was still angry about our squabble yesterday. Somewhere, in a corner of my mind, I felt bad about that. But I couldn't concentrate on him.
I hurried to change afterward, ill at ease, knowing the faster I moved, the sooner I would be with Edward. The pressure made me mais clumsy than usual, but eventually I made it out the door, feeling the same release when I saw him standing there, a wide...

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I was nervous about reuniting with my dad. He could be distant. Twenty seven yearsof being the only window wiper in Switchblade had forced him to distance himself from others por at least a windowpane. I recall my mom breaking down crying on the sofa after one of their rows and him just watching her stoically, right outside the window, wiping in powerful, circular motions.
When I saw him waiting for me outside the terminal, I walked toward him shyly, tripping over a toddler and soaring into a keychain display. Embarrassed, I straightened up and fell down the escalator, somersaulting over the...

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Off I go to get Bella. It doesn't make sense. Bella just dashed after her and didn't return. I whirled into the thick trees. Ariella and Bella were like identical twins por personality. I was starting to believe Alice was getting a bit jealous. I first noticed the absolute clue when she came whizzing up behind. "Alice, what are you doing? Go back home. It's fine." I ordered. "No," she replied simply. I didn't go on more. I knew she cared about Bella. We found her leaning over a shaking Ariella, shock spreading on her face. Sounds bristled in the woods. The...

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I woke to an annoying beeping sound.
“Uhg,” I knew where I was. I was in Carlisle’s miniature ‘hospital’. “Jacob? Mum? Dad?” I questioned groggily.
“Were right here sweetie,” I heard mums wind chime voice tingle “um... you passed out.” She mumbled, sounding nervous. That was strange, mum NEVER sounded nervous.
“How long have I been sleeping?” I groaned.
“17hours,” Dad said smiling...