Thank you all who have read ch.1 of my fanfic and thank you for your comments.I promised you the next chapter,so here it is.Please enjoy
Ch.2: These Violent Delights
As I made my way toward Bella,I didn't see what the big deal of turning 18 was.I would never be eighteen.I shake my head at the little smile playing at her lips."Happy Birthday,"I say to her when I finally reach her.She looks at me and says,"Don't remind me".I am incredulous that she thinks turning eighteen is like a death sentence or the end of the world.Rosalie would trade places with her in a heartbeat,as would the rest of my family,including myself.But if I had remained human,I would have died in 1918 and never would have met Bella.So I should be grateful to Carlisle for changing me,because I am with my angel,my salvation,the reason for my existence,my Bella."Bella,your birth is definitely something to celebrate,"I say to her.It is true,her birth is definitely something to celebrate.If she didn't exist,I'd cease to exist."Yeah,but my aging is not,"Bella replies back to me.I give her a small smile and say,"Your aging? I think eighteen is a little young to be worrying about that."She looks at me and says,"It's one year older than you".We have had this discussion so many times with neither of us giving in."No,it isn't.I'm 109,"I jokingly reply."Well,maybe I shouldn't be dating such an old man.It's gross.I should be thoroughly repulsed,"she replies back to me.I nod my head and say,"Mm-hmm,"and lean my head down to kiss Bella.I love kissing her.I wish I could kiss her the way I want to,but I have to remind myself to be careful with her.She is a delicate flower and I could easily break her if I lost my control,not to mention I am still overcome by the scent of her blood.Why does her blood appeal to me so?My thoughts are interrupted by Jacob Black.I almost growl at his thoughts about my Bella and want to tear him limb from limb and tell him she is mine,but I restrain myself."We have to go to class," I say to her."Okay,"Bella says reluctantly.She is about to head inside the school,unaware that Jacob wants to see her,so I tell her."Wait a second,someone wants you," I say.She looks and sees him as he finally approaches.She is surprised to see him here,since he goes to school on the reservation at La Push."I'll leave you two to talk," I say as I walk a few feet away,still within hearing distance.I can't help but listen to their conversation and feel a little hurt as she easily accepts a gift from him,but refuses to accept any from me.When he finally leaves and we are in the hallway toward our English class,I ask her,"So how come Jacob Black gets to give you a gift and I don't." She looks at me and says,"Because I have nothing to give back to you".Is she serious?Nothing to give back to me?"Bella,you give me everything just by breathing."She gives me a small smile and says,"See?That's all I want.Well it's not all I want.I internally groan knowing where this conversation is leading to.Luckily,my sister,Alice arrives along with Jasper.After receiving her present from Alice and agreeing to go to the house tonight,thanks to Alice's persuasion skills and Jasper's manipulation of Bella's emotions,we head to our English class.Our teacher,Mr.Berty,tells us we are going to watch Romeo and Juliet.Ugh,I can't stand Romeo.I do however envy him one thing,and that is how easily he can die.I watch as Romeo is about to recite "These violent delights have violent ends" speech.I tell Bella I envy Romeo,because he can so easily die,which leads to a conversation about James and if I hadn't gotten to her in time,how I would have gone to the Volturi.Before I can go any further,Mr.Berty,interrupts our conversation to ask if I can recite a passage from Romeo and Juliet,which I do from memory.Little does Mr.Berty know that I have been repeating high school since before he was born.
Ch.2: These Violent Delights
As I made my way toward Bella,I didn't see what the big deal of turning 18 was.I would never be eighteen.I shake my head at the little smile playing at her lips."Happy Birthday,"I say to her when I finally reach her.She looks at me and says,"Don't remind me".I am incredulous that she thinks turning eighteen is like a death sentence or the end of the world.Rosalie would trade places with her in a heartbeat,as would the rest of my family,including myself.But if I had remained human,I would have died in 1918 and never would have met Bella.So I should be grateful to Carlisle for changing me,because I am with my angel,my salvation,the reason for my existence,my Bella."Bella,your birth is definitely something to celebrate,"I say to her.It is true,her birth is definitely something to celebrate.If she didn't exist,I'd cease to exist."Yeah,but my aging is not,"Bella replies back to me.I give her a small smile and say,"Your aging? I think eighteen is a little young to be worrying about that."She looks at me and says,"It's one year older than you".We have had this discussion so many times with neither of us giving in."No,it isn't.I'm 109,"I jokingly reply."Well,maybe I shouldn't be dating such an old man.It's gross.I should be thoroughly repulsed,"she replies back to me.I nod my head and say,"Mm-hmm,"and lean my head down to kiss Bella.I love kissing her.I wish I could kiss her the way I want to,but I have to remind myself to be careful with her.She is a delicate flower and I could easily break her if I lost my control,not to mention I am still overcome by the scent of her blood.Why does her blood appeal to me so?My thoughts are interrupted by Jacob Black.I almost growl at his thoughts about my Bella and want to tear him limb from limb and tell him she is mine,but I restrain myself."We have to go to class," I say to her."Okay,"Bella says reluctantly.She is about to head inside the school,unaware that Jacob wants to see her,so I tell her."Wait a second,someone wants you," I say.She looks and sees him as he finally approaches.She is surprised to see him here,since he goes to school on the reservation at La Push."I'll leave you two to talk," I say as I walk a few feet away,still within hearing distance.I can't help but listen to their conversation and feel a little hurt as she easily accepts a gift from him,but refuses to accept any from me.When he finally leaves and we are in the hallway toward our English class,I ask her,"So how come Jacob Black gets to give you a gift and I don't." She looks at me and says,"Because I have nothing to give back to you".Is she serious?Nothing to give back to me?"Bella,you give me everything just by breathing."She gives me a small smile and says,"See?That's all I want.Well it's not all I want.I internally groan knowing where this conversation is leading to.Luckily,my sister,Alice arrives along with Jasper.After receiving her present from Alice and agreeing to go to the house tonight,thanks to Alice's persuasion skills and Jasper's manipulation of Bella's emotions,we head to our English class.Our teacher,Mr.Berty,tells us we are going to watch Romeo and Juliet.Ugh,I can't stand Romeo.I do however envy him one thing,and that is how easily he can die.I watch as Romeo is about to recite "These violent delights have violent ends" speech.I tell Bella I envy Romeo,because he can so easily die,which leads to a conversation about James and if I hadn't gotten to her in time,how I would have gone to the Volturi.Before I can go any further,Mr.Berty,interrupts our conversation to ask if I can recite a passage from Romeo and Juliet,which I do from memory.Little does Mr.Berty know that I have been repeating high school since before he was born.
1) Edward
2)Bella
3)Alice
4)Seth
5)Emmett
6)Esme
7)Renesmee
8)Carlisle
9)Jasper
10)Rosalie
11)Jacob
12)Carmen
13)Kate
14)Benjamin
15)Renee
16)Angela
17)Eleazar
Thank you Stephenie for creating these amazing characters and sharing them with all of us.These characters will stay with me in my heart forever,long after Twilight comes to an end.
Kristen Stewart, who shot to fame as Bella Swan in "The Twilight" films and is the title character in "Snow White and the Huntsman", jumped to the top of Forbes.com's annual list of highest-paid actresses.
The 22-year-old earned an estimated $34.5 million (£22 million) from May 2011 to May 2012 and pushed Angelina Jolie into fourth place.
Cameron Diaz, who had a surprise hit with “Bad Teacher”, came in second with $34 million.
“She (Stewart) is an up-and-coming star. She is earning a lot of money from one of the most successful franchises of all time. This is who you would expect to see right now,” said Dorothy Pomerantz, Forbes Los Angeles bureau chief.
“This year you are seeing somebody young and at the brink of potentially great stardom sitting on the top of the list.”
The 22-year-old earned an estimated $34.5 million (£22 million) from May 2011 to May 2012 and pushed Angelina Jolie into fourth place.
Cameron Diaz, who had a surprise hit with “Bad Teacher”, came in second with $34 million.
“She (Stewart) is an up-and-coming star. She is earning a lot of money from one of the most successful franchises of all time. This is who you would expect to see right now,” said Dorothy Pomerantz, Forbes Los Angeles bureau chief.
“This year you are seeing somebody young and at the brink of potentially great stardom sitting on the top of the list.”
Slow, we paddle through the lake
Straight to the very center of the darkest water
Where we can embrace the shadows on the surface
The eyes that look up lifeless from our twins below
And though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still
True, it's chilling to behold
Up close we stumble backwards laughing in our boat
Till the image sinks away to someplace far but certain
A land of mere suspension where someday we must go
And though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still
Though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still
Straight to the very center of the darkest water
Where we can embrace the shadows on the surface
The eyes that look up lifeless from our twins below
And though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still
True, it's chilling to behold
Up close we stumble backwards laughing in our boat
Till the image sinks away to someplace far but certain
A land of mere suspension where someday we must go
And though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still
Though your arms and legs are under
Love will be the echo in your ears when all is lost and plundered
My love will be there still
Dreamed last night about a time and place
Where from our troubles we had escaped
I held your hand and I felt complete
As you turned and said to me
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Years went by and nothing changed
The love we shared just stayed the same
As hair grew grey on top of our heads
Every night I quietly said
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
You and me, we will be
Where from our troubles we had escaped
I held your hand and I felt complete
As you turned and said to me
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Years went by and nothing changed
The love we shared just stayed the same
As hair grew grey on top of our heads
Every night I quietly said
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
We will be
From now on
From now on we'll be
You and me
You and me, we will be
Only a dream
Only a dream
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
Only a dream
From now on
You and me, we will be
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That's not what you want to hear
One is born so one can die
You must wait a real long time
That's more than you can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to show me that you were there
Flowers raised up like a snake
You will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what you want to hear
That’s not what you want to hear
The road is always clear
That's not what you want to hear
One is born so one can die
You must wait a real long time
That's more than you can bear
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
Rolling in on a burning tire
You're gonna set my house on fire
Just to show me that you were there
Flowers raised up like a snake
You will raise to leave me bait
And always, always take
And the days will come and go
And the band will march alone
Till the day you cast a shadow
And it's nothing like your own
The moon is always full for us
The road is always clear
That’s not what you want to hear
That’s not what you want to hear
It's all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
By slight of the hand you will turn them into dust
A face to face you will lead them by the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
You say you keep them close by
They're closer than you think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
Next spring will bring you back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe you will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
By slight of the hand you will turn them into dust
A face to face you will lead them by the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
You say you keep them close by
They're closer than you think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
Next spring will bring you back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe you will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
I think I know what’s on your mind
A couple words, a great divide
Waiting in the wings, a small respite
Crowding up the foreground from behind
Even though you’re the only one I see
It’s the last catastrophe
Place your bets on chance and apathy
Take anything you want, it’s fine
Keep up the slow life for the night
Don’t take it back, I’ll just deny
This constant noise all the time
Even though you’re the only one I see
It’s the last catastrophe
Place your bets on chance and apathy
From the wind in front of me
Even though you’re the only one I see
It’s the last catastrophe
Place your bets on chance and apathy
From the wind in front of me
Even though you’re the only one I see
A couple words, a great divide
Waiting in the wings, a small respite
Crowding up the foreground from behind
Even though you’re the only one I see
It’s the last catastrophe
Place your bets on chance and apathy
Take anything you want, it’s fine
Keep up the slow life for the night
Don’t take it back, I’ll just deny
This constant noise all the time
Even though you’re the only one I see
It’s the last catastrophe
Place your bets on chance and apathy
From the wind in front of me
Even though you’re the only one I see
It’s the last catastrophe
Place your bets on chance and apathy
From the wind in front of me
Even though you’re the only one I see