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Chapter 5: First araw Blues (Back to Renesmee’s P.O.V)

I walked through the door of my first class at Forks High, Biology. My stomach was in a knot the excited conversations turned into quiet whispers that my classmates thought I couldn’t hear. “She’s so pale! Did you see her car?! Who was that guy that came to school with her and where is he?” Those were the female whispers the male contribution was even madami disturbing, “She’s hot! I’m going to ask her to the homecoming dance.” Mr. Banner, my teacher called me over to his mesa I cringed I was afraid of this. Why can’t teachers...

“Just try to keep an open mind, I swear you are as bad as your mother zero fashion sense, and all the time that I have spent teaching you how to dress… are you even listening to me??” my aunt Alice grumbled as she rolled her eyes at me. Apparently my selection for my first araw of high school wasn’t nearly good enough. I pulled myself in from my daydreams and let out a sigh of surrender to my most annoying yet paborito aunt. “Ok, ok I am waving the white flag, do with me what you will, if it means we will be done here!”
“Nessie is your Aunt playing dress up again?” My mother...

Sorry it's so short!!!!

Edward’s POV

    It’s been four months and still no trace of Bella. I was starting to get scared. If she’s dead, I’ll die of puso break.
    I can’t take it anymore. It’s too hard.
    We were somewhere in Alaska. We would be going back to Forks in a few days to start over. It’s all my fault Bella’s gone. I should have never left her at that party.
    If I ever get her back, I will never leave her side. I’m not even leaving her when she has to go to the bathroom. I will never...

uy guys, im back! my holiday was madami full on than i thought it would be, but i still managed to get this done. hope you like it!


Still carrying most of her weight, I led Bella out following the directions Gianna had ibingiay us. When we reached the rough cobble stones, Bella breathed a sigh of relief. She was the only one who looked back at the ancient castle, almost tripping on the uneven surface. I lifted her slightly, so her feet were off the ground for a second, remembering moments like this from almost eight months ago. She was still as clumsy as ever.
The Saint Marcus celebrations were...