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Did wishing upon a falling star work anyway? I'll be brief I WANT MY HAPPY EVER AFTER Sometimes I wish I was a Twilight character Not that I like the book; at least I know I'll be assured of a perfect ending

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    Thursday, 1 May 2008


    I'm just putting the Twilight murders up here. Warning. It's PG13ish.

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    This takes place BEFORE Bella goes to Forks, at the cafeteria during lunch.

    Edward snorted.

    "What is it?" Alice asked, her face bright with curiosity. 

    "People are thinking... things," he said.

    "About the new girl?" Emmett said. Typical Forks; they had only been in the small town for a year and could already predict its inhabitants every move.

    "Is she pretty?' Rosalie asked, casually examining her reflection in the cafeteria's scratched silverware.

    Edward rolled his eyes. "Possibly even better looking than you," he said, a slight mocking edge to his voice. 

    The blonde vampire tossed her head. Edward smiled at her annoyance.

    The Cullens. 

    The thought was crystal-clear admist the chaos of the cafeteria; almost as if every other sound had faded away, and that unfamiliar voice was the only sound left.

    He supposed it was the new girl being introduced to the infamous Cullens in the school. Funny, he couldn't remember his name now...

    "Hi."

    He and four other heads snapped towards the sound of the voice. And there she was; the new girl. What was her name again...

    "Can I sit here?" Without waiting for a reply, she dragged out the aluminum chair and had sat down. 

    Strangely enough, there wasn't anyone staring; no one had noticed the strange new girl walk up to the recluses of school... 

    A low growl sounded from Jasper as he stared at her, his dark eyes fixed on her neck...

    "Elizabeth Mansen," she said, smiling, oblivious to Jasper's murderous thoughts.

    "Control yourself!" Rosalie hissed at Jasper, too softly for a human to hear.

    Elizabeth's smile widened. "Look, I'm not here to cause any trouble. I just have a message."

    She looked directly at Edward. "If you know what's good for you, get out of Forks as soon as you can."

    "Weirdo," Rosalie muttered, this time loud enough for Elizabeth to hear.

    Vampires.

    That was the word that flashed in Edward's head. Elizabeth continued to smile as she stared intently at him.

    "I know what you are," she said softly. "All of you. Haven't you noticed?"

    Her face seemed to blur for an instant, and then her ordinary features changed, not entirely, but just enough to make her appear inhumanly beautiful. For the first time, they saw her, saw her for what she really was; long lustrous waves of bronze-coloured hair that framed the sides of her pale face, the tell-tale purple shadows under her eyes. Eyes that were almost black with thirst.

    "A talent of mine," she murmured in explanation. "You won't see me again, don't worry. I mean you no harm. But Edward Cullen, heed my words. Get out of Forks. Soon."

    The chair scraped the floor as she stood up again, and she was gone, moving away at an impossible speed.


    She was right. They never did see her again. And it was only months later when Edward realised that she had looked very much like his dead mother.

    ---

    No murders here, I was just wondering. Why didn't Alice get any warning about Bella's arrival? 

    The next story requires a little explanation. Okay, we all know that Bella's a clingy, whining ****. A guy can only put up with so much y'know.

    ---

    "Edward."

    He still had one hand firmly clamped on her wrists.

    "What. Are. You. Doing?" he demanded.

    She flushed. "What does it look like I'm doing?"

    His grip didn't listen. "I told you. No."

    "But if we're going to be married - "she almost gagged on the word. "Why not?"

    His voice was hard. "I told you, not now."

    "I want you Edward."

    He closed her eyes, all the better not to see her face twisted up with desire.

    "No."

    "Please."

    He let her go. "Aren't you going to respect my decision?"

    "I do, but Edward I want - "

    "No." He stood up. "It's over Bella."

    "What?" Her face was a frozen mask of shock.

    "It's over," he repeated.

    Her breaths sounded like little gasps; even breathing was painful. "No, Edward, you've... you're joking, this - " His beautiful face blurred as her eyes swam with tears.

    "Bella." He pulled her in an embrace and she was so relieved, she thought - 

    And with a sickening crack, he twisted her head around. Her bones snapped easily enough.

    "It's over," he said again.

    ---

    "and he ran to Deepika in the sidelines. Yay." was what Deepika wrote in my notebook. 

    I'll put the other two up another time...

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