OK so I've had good luck with my other two artikulo and I thought I'd give out a few madami and see if I get the same response. I pag-ibig everyone who nagkomento positively on my artikulo u guys rock!! so dont get bored with me and here are a couple more. (I plan to write them till aug 1 so...here)
Tanya: Ah, Edward. I've missed you.
Edward and I raced across the nagyelo tundra of Alaska. We had a few madami miles before we would be in Denali.
I had been changed, and I had felt the thirst. I had been hideously afraid of harming my mga kaibigan so I had suggested that we go to Denali. Edward had agreed.
I could hear the other Bampira now; we were getting close.
Then I saw the clan of eight or so vampires.
I was a little surprised. I knew that they were like the Cullens, but I had expected them to live in teepees or something. What I saw was really a couple of log cabins.
We began to slow down. A presa blonde snapped her head up as she heard our approach. She ran out to meet us.
Edward took my hand firmly. "Hello, Tanya," he greeted her politely.
I gulped.
Tanya. My rival. When Edward had gone to Denali the first few weeks I had lived in Forks, Tanya had taken a great notice of him. Edward showed no preference, but still, I worried. Now that I was immortal, too, the competition wasn't so great but Tanya was still beautiful. Almost a segundo Rosalie.
"Ah, Edward," Tanya said. "I've missed you. Who's this?" she glanced at me and I swear I saw her golden eyes harden.
"This is my wife, Bella," he said.
"Wife," Tanya repeated, somewhat difficultly, I imagined. "Well then, things have changed. Why don't you come in, and we'll talk." She stalked away and Edward smirked at me. I smiled, relieved now, and we followed Tanya into her house.
Emmett: Oooo. Scary.
"I'm bored," Emmett annonced. Edward and I nodded.
The rest of the Cullens were gone for a hunting trip. Emmett hadn't needed to; his eyes were a light ginto when they left.
It was strange, to be Bampira and yet act like normal teenagers enduring summer bordom. I had watched Emmett pin Edward and then vise versa in a wrestling match. Edward and I had gone through most of his CD's. I had watched Emmett, my new and paborito big brother, lift cars for fun. And now we were bored.
Inspiration hit me. "Hey Emmett," I suggested. "How about an arm-wrestling match?"
Edward flashed a wide grin. Emmett eyed me in disbelief.
"You're kidding," he finally said.
I grinned. "Nope,"
Emmett shrugged, getting off the couch. "Okay, then," he said, flexing his muscles. "Just don't be too sad when I beat you, okay?"
I flexed my muscles too. They weren't nearly as impressive as Emmett's.
"Oooo. Scary," Emmett replied.
"You're kidding," he repeated a couple minutos later. Edward hooted with laughter. I was pretty pleased with myself, but I just shrugged.
I had won.
Bella: Jasper? What do Bampira do for bachelor parties? You aren't taking him to a strip club, are you?
"Oh my gosh, the bachelorette party!" Alice realized. "What do you want to do?" she looked at me eagerly. I opened my mouth. "And don't tell me you want to stay in Washington," Alice threatened, looking menacing.
I laughed. "I'm not crazy enough to do that," I told her. "Staying in Washington, ugh!" Alice grinned. "That's the spirit. So what?"
I thought about it. "I don't know, Alice," I finally told her. "What would you like me to do?" Alice looked at me with disgust. "Can't even plan her own bachelorette party.." she muttered. "Okay...we're going to L.A. We'll get manicures and peticures, go shopping, get lunch at a cafe...we'll take my Porsche, of course. I don't drive it nearly enough. Hm..." she looked at me, worried that I was going to protest. "Sound okay?" she asked. "Yes," I said. Maybe it would be fun. "Wait...where is Edward going for his bachelor party?" I wondered. "I don't know," Alice said. "Jasper's planning it for him. He hasn't made a descision yet." "So...L.A," Alice decided. "Sounds perfect, don't you think?" "Sounds, interresting," I said. She sighed. "Jasper, come here!" she ordered.
Jasper was suddenly beside me. "Have you decided on Edward yet?" she demanded. Jasper chuckled. "Impatient. No, not yet." "When?" Alice wailed. "Why do you need to know so soon?" Jasper wondered. "I want this whole thing to be perfect," Alice told him. "You need to get back in a three araw minimum so we can go get tuxes for you guys." Jasper kissed her. A wave of calm washed over me, though I wasn't the one stressed out. "Don't worry," he said. "I'll keep thinking."
"Jasper?" I asked warily. "What do Bampira do for bachelor parties? You aren't taking him to a strip club, are you?"
Jasper laughed. "No, definetly not. sa pamamagitan ng the way, it's just like a human bachelor party. We'll go look at some cars."
"No!" Alice screeched.
He laughed. "Kidding. I'll get back to you." he kissed her again before fleeing.
Rosalie: Over my pile of ashes.
"Do you want to see your car?" Edward asked eagerly as we stepped out of his Volvo. We had just taken my 'before' car back to the car shop.
I took a deep breath. "Sure."
Edward took my hand and loped gracefully toward the garahe and skidded to a stop in front of the sheet.
I tried to swollow. "Um...Edward?"
"Yes?"
"It's not too fancy is it?"
He laughed. "No. I think you'll like it, actually..." He ripped off the sheet. "Ta-da!!"
I gawked at the familiar looking vehicle.
"My truck!!!" I screeched. I ran and stroked the side of it.
Edward seemed pleased sa pamamagitan ng my response. "Yes," he said. "I had Rosalie put in a new engine, so it should go at least one-hundred-and-twently miles an hour." He sighed. "Some things you can't fix completely."
Rosalie was tuning Jasper's motorcycle in the other garage. "Over my pile of ashes I didn't!" we heard her snap.
Edward chuckled. "She did, actually. I would have done it myself, but only Rosalie could make it worth something."
"Thanks, Rosalie!" I called. No answer.
"Alice: No one will dare to call you plain when I'm through with you.
Bella: Only because they're afraid you'll suck their blood.
It was finally happening. I was getting married. Today.
I was in Alice's bathroom surrounded sa pamamagitan ng creams and powders and other types of makeup. There were also four hairdryers and various brushes. Alice's entire jewelry collection was spilled out, too. Whatever Alice was going to do to me, I was sure it would be horrible.
She started sa pamamagitan ng washing my hair in the sink and putting it in curlers to dry. Then she applied some expensive powder to my face.
"Alice," I sighed after she had put on mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow, and even a little lipstick. "Stop. I'm too plain. This is just a waste of time."
Alice glared at me. "What's the problem? No one will dare to call you plain when I'm through with you."
"Only because they're afraid you'll suck their blood!" I shot back.
"What's the problem?" she repeated, gently.
The problem? I was getting married in four inch high heels in a few hours to my true pag-ibig without my best man. I would be wearing a very long dress that I would likely trip over. Plus I was overly anxious to become a vampire. I felt so ugly in their presense.
"Nervous," I answered her. And it wasn't a lie. My stomach was doing little flips at the thought of walking down the deadly wide aisle...
Three madami hours.
Tanya: Ah, Edward. I've missed you.
Edward and I raced across the nagyelo tundra of Alaska. We had a few madami miles before we would be in Denali.
I had been changed, and I had felt the thirst. I had been hideously afraid of harming my mga kaibigan so I had suggested that we go to Denali. Edward had agreed.
I could hear the other Bampira now; we were getting close.
Then I saw the clan of eight or so vampires.
I was a little surprised. I knew that they were like the Cullens, but I had expected them to live in teepees or something. What I saw was really a couple of log cabins.
We began to slow down. A presa blonde snapped her head up as she heard our approach. She ran out to meet us.
Edward took my hand firmly. "Hello, Tanya," he greeted her politely.
I gulped.
Tanya. My rival. When Edward had gone to Denali the first few weeks I had lived in Forks, Tanya had taken a great notice of him. Edward showed no preference, but still, I worried. Now that I was immortal, too, the competition wasn't so great but Tanya was still beautiful. Almost a segundo Rosalie.
"Ah, Edward," Tanya said. "I've missed you. Who's this?" she glanced at me and I swear I saw her golden eyes harden.
"This is my wife, Bella," he said.
"Wife," Tanya repeated, somewhat difficultly, I imagined. "Well then, things have changed. Why don't you come in, and we'll talk." She stalked away and Edward smirked at me. I smiled, relieved now, and we followed Tanya into her house.
Emmett: Oooo. Scary.
"I'm bored," Emmett annonced. Edward and I nodded.
The rest of the Cullens were gone for a hunting trip. Emmett hadn't needed to; his eyes were a light ginto when they left.
It was strange, to be Bampira and yet act like normal teenagers enduring summer bordom. I had watched Emmett pin Edward and then vise versa in a wrestling match. Edward and I had gone through most of his CD's. I had watched Emmett, my new and paborito big brother, lift cars for fun. And now we were bored.
Inspiration hit me. "Hey Emmett," I suggested. "How about an arm-wrestling match?"
Edward flashed a wide grin. Emmett eyed me in disbelief.
"You're kidding," he finally said.
I grinned. "Nope,"
Emmett shrugged, getting off the couch. "Okay, then," he said, flexing his muscles. "Just don't be too sad when I beat you, okay?"
I flexed my muscles too. They weren't nearly as impressive as Emmett's.
"Oooo. Scary," Emmett replied.
"You're kidding," he repeated a couple minutos later. Edward hooted with laughter. I was pretty pleased with myself, but I just shrugged.
I had won.
Bella: Jasper? What do Bampira do for bachelor parties? You aren't taking him to a strip club, are you?
"Oh my gosh, the bachelorette party!" Alice realized. "What do you want to do?" she looked at me eagerly. I opened my mouth. "And don't tell me you want to stay in Washington," Alice threatened, looking menacing.
I laughed. "I'm not crazy enough to do that," I told her. "Staying in Washington, ugh!" Alice grinned. "That's the spirit. So what?"
I thought about it. "I don't know, Alice," I finally told her. "What would you like me to do?" Alice looked at me with disgust. "Can't even plan her own bachelorette party.." she muttered. "Okay...we're going to L.A. We'll get manicures and peticures, go shopping, get lunch at a cafe...we'll take my Porsche, of course. I don't drive it nearly enough. Hm..." she looked at me, worried that I was going to protest. "Sound okay?" she asked. "Yes," I said. Maybe it would be fun. "Wait...where is Edward going for his bachelor party?" I wondered. "I don't know," Alice said. "Jasper's planning it for him. He hasn't made a descision yet." "So...L.A," Alice decided. "Sounds perfect, don't you think?" "Sounds, interresting," I said. She sighed. "Jasper, come here!" she ordered.
Jasper was suddenly beside me. "Have you decided on Edward yet?" she demanded. Jasper chuckled. "Impatient. No, not yet." "When?" Alice wailed. "Why do you need to know so soon?" Jasper wondered. "I want this whole thing to be perfect," Alice told him. "You need to get back in a three araw minimum so we can go get tuxes for you guys." Jasper kissed her. A wave of calm washed over me, though I wasn't the one stressed out. "Don't worry," he said. "I'll keep thinking."
"Jasper?" I asked warily. "What do Bampira do for bachelor parties? You aren't taking him to a strip club, are you?"
Jasper laughed. "No, definetly not. sa pamamagitan ng the way, it's just like a human bachelor party. We'll go look at some cars."
"No!" Alice screeched.
He laughed. "Kidding. I'll get back to you." he kissed her again before fleeing.
Rosalie: Over my pile of ashes.
"Do you want to see your car?" Edward asked eagerly as we stepped out of his Volvo. We had just taken my 'before' car back to the car shop.
I took a deep breath. "Sure."
Edward took my hand and loped gracefully toward the garahe and skidded to a stop in front of the sheet.
I tried to swollow. "Um...Edward?"
"Yes?"
"It's not too fancy is it?"
He laughed. "No. I think you'll like it, actually..." He ripped off the sheet. "Ta-da!!"
I gawked at the familiar looking vehicle.
"My truck!!!" I screeched. I ran and stroked the side of it.
Edward seemed pleased sa pamamagitan ng my response. "Yes," he said. "I had Rosalie put in a new engine, so it should go at least one-hundred-and-twently miles an hour." He sighed. "Some things you can't fix completely."
Rosalie was tuning Jasper's motorcycle in the other garage. "Over my pile of ashes I didn't!" we heard her snap.
Edward chuckled. "She did, actually. I would have done it myself, but only Rosalie could make it worth something."
"Thanks, Rosalie!" I called. No answer.
"Alice: No one will dare to call you plain when I'm through with you.
Bella: Only because they're afraid you'll suck their blood.
It was finally happening. I was getting married. Today.
I was in Alice's bathroom surrounded sa pamamagitan ng creams and powders and other types of makeup. There were also four hairdryers and various brushes. Alice's entire jewelry collection was spilled out, too. Whatever Alice was going to do to me, I was sure it would be horrible.
She started sa pamamagitan ng washing my hair in the sink and putting it in curlers to dry. Then she applied some expensive powder to my face.
"Alice," I sighed after she had put on mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow, and even a little lipstick. "Stop. I'm too plain. This is just a waste of time."
Alice glared at me. "What's the problem? No one will dare to call you plain when I'm through with you."
"Only because they're afraid you'll suck their blood!" I shot back.
"What's the problem?" she repeated, gently.
The problem? I was getting married in four inch high heels in a few hours to my true pag-ibig without my best man. I would be wearing a very long dress that I would likely trip over. Plus I was overly anxious to become a vampire. I felt so ugly in their presense.
"Nervous," I answered her. And it wasn't a lie. My stomach was doing little flips at the thought of walking down the deadly wide aisle...
Three madami hours.
