Jane:
My eyes snap open. The room is streamed with sun rays, their warmth burning my skin; caressing my skin. I stretch my fingers, watching the light catching at my diamond studded hands.
After a moment, I silently let my held breath loose; oxygen flooded my lungs and nose, the scent of the strangers in the streets below painfully strong in the air around me. I gulped in a breath before holding it, the scent instantly vanishing – thankfully.
I close my eyes again for a moment, listening. Aro and Marcus have a game of hearty chess in the room beneath and chat meaninglessly, whilst Alec is currently gliding up the staircase in the direction of where I currently am.
I consider escaping from the balcony, but then decide against it – it would not be sensible to jump from a thirty-foot building before the many humans in the streets below, and land elegantly rather than a crumpled bloody heap.
I pull myself upright moments before Alec glides in the room, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His eyes dance with eagerness and thirst.
‘Yes?’ I ask, a little miffed at his bursting into the room without consent.
‘New blood,’ he says merrily. ‘Heidi just got them in.’
I nod slightly, fighting to keep my eyes blank rather than burning. I wish to feed so much.
‘Are te not thirsty?’ he insists.
‘Not particularly,’ I answer as nonchalantly as possible. ‘Perhaps later.’
Alec scrutinizes me, a small frown appearing in his forehead. ‘Do not lie, Jane – it is unattractive on you,’ he says finally, as though I were wearing a new mantello which he is displeased with.
Turning away from him, I speak to the birds perched on the roofs of the houses below. ‘I am not lying, Alec – I just do not have the urge to feed for half of the giorno and night.’
‘You are still lying, Jane,’ he says casually.
I turn my head sharply. ‘Get out, Alec. I don’t want te in here.’
‘Anger is not your style either, Jane,’ he says. ‘Please stop – I find it rather cringe worthy.’
I hiss loudly.
‘That was rather rude.’ He feigns upset da placing his hand upon his cuore – or, at least, where he believes is his heart; I am convinced that he does not own one. He leans inoltrare, avanti suddenly, lowering his voice, although he knows it will be audible to everyone in the house. ‘You cannot starve yourself because te feel guilty. They are only mere humans – they don’t have souls.’
I am burning with anger now, and a low grumble begins in my chest. I no longer have control over my eyes, and they are ablaze with fury.
‘I’m gone,’ he says quietly, and he vanishes. I let out a small screech and slam the door shut with such power that the door handle comes away in my palm, wood splinters littering the floor. I know I am grouchy because I have not fed for the longest period of time yet, but I will not give up my argument against our way of life. Its disgusts me – yet, it makes me alight with happiness and joy.
Throwing the door handle aside, I pause, between minds in what to do. Eventually, I pick up my black velvet cloak, throw the cappuccio up and exit the room. Within seconds, I am in the sunshine of the Volterra streets – and surrounded da my potential food.
I return after sunset, thirst gnawing at my dry throat. The scent of the recente visitors which will never see the light of giorno again still lingers on the air; I hold my breath, and run to my allocated room.
Alec sits upon the chair beside the balcony, inhumanly beautiful against the moon’s rays; his head turns as I stop abruptly in the door way, rocking on my heels. I wait for him to speak.
‘Have te fed?’ he asks, his eyes assessing my form; I wondered how weak I looked.
I shake my head, and let my held breath slip away. ‘I do not wish to. I am not thirsty.’
‘I have told te already, Jane – lies do not suit to demeanour.’
My fists clench along with my teeth – audibly. ‘Get out, Alec,’ I repeat.
‘I think te should feed,’ he says, his voice almost sincere. But I have known him for too long.
‘Oh,’ I say sarcastically. ‘I thought I just heard sincerity in your voice. But,’ I gasp, ‘could it be?’
‘Be quiet, Jane,’ he says sharply. ‘I mean it.’
‘And I mean it – get out.’
‘No.’
As I meet his eyes, I hold them; concentrate – and suddenly he lets out a high pitched screech and grips the side of the chair for support, his eyes flashing deep burgundy glares.
I couldn’t help but feel delighted – for what feels like the first occasion in a very long time.
My eyes snap open. The room is streamed with sun rays, their warmth burning my skin; caressing my skin. I stretch my fingers, watching the light catching at my diamond studded hands.
After a moment, I silently let my held breath loose; oxygen flooded my lungs and nose, the scent of the strangers in the streets below painfully strong in the air around me. I gulped in a breath before holding it, the scent instantly vanishing – thankfully.
I close my eyes again for a moment, listening. Aro and Marcus have a game of hearty chess in the room beneath and chat meaninglessly, whilst Alec is currently gliding up the staircase in the direction of where I currently am.
I consider escaping from the balcony, but then decide against it – it would not be sensible to jump from a thirty-foot building before the many humans in the streets below, and land elegantly rather than a crumpled bloody heap.
I pull myself upright moments before Alec glides in the room, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His eyes dance with eagerness and thirst.
‘Yes?’ I ask, a little miffed at his bursting into the room without consent.
‘New blood,’ he says merrily. ‘Heidi just got them in.’
I nod slightly, fighting to keep my eyes blank rather than burning. I wish to feed so much.
‘Are te not thirsty?’ he insists.
‘Not particularly,’ I answer as nonchalantly as possible. ‘Perhaps later.’
Alec scrutinizes me, a small frown appearing in his forehead. ‘Do not lie, Jane – it is unattractive on you,’ he says finally, as though I were wearing a new mantello which he is displeased with.
Turning away from him, I speak to the birds perched on the roofs of the houses below. ‘I am not lying, Alec – I just do not have the urge to feed for half of the giorno and night.’
‘You are still lying, Jane,’ he says casually.
I turn my head sharply. ‘Get out, Alec. I don’t want te in here.’
‘Anger is not your style either, Jane,’ he says. ‘Please stop – I find it rather cringe worthy.’
I hiss loudly.
‘That was rather rude.’ He feigns upset da placing his hand upon his cuore – or, at least, where he believes is his heart; I am convinced that he does not own one. He leans inoltrare, avanti suddenly, lowering his voice, although he knows it will be audible to everyone in the house. ‘You cannot starve yourself because te feel guilty. They are only mere humans – they don’t have souls.’
I am burning with anger now, and a low grumble begins in my chest. I no longer have control over my eyes, and they are ablaze with fury.
‘I’m gone,’ he says quietly, and he vanishes. I let out a small screech and slam the door shut with such power that the door handle comes away in my palm, wood splinters littering the floor. I know I am grouchy because I have not fed for the longest period of time yet, but I will not give up my argument against our way of life. Its disgusts me – yet, it makes me alight with happiness and joy.
Throwing the door handle aside, I pause, between minds in what to do. Eventually, I pick up my black velvet cloak, throw the cappuccio up and exit the room. Within seconds, I am in the sunshine of the Volterra streets – and surrounded da my potential food.
I return after sunset, thirst gnawing at my dry throat. The scent of the recente visitors which will never see the light of giorno again still lingers on the air; I hold my breath, and run to my allocated room.
Alec sits upon the chair beside the balcony, inhumanly beautiful against the moon’s rays; his head turns as I stop abruptly in the door way, rocking on my heels. I wait for him to speak.
‘Have te fed?’ he asks, his eyes assessing my form; I wondered how weak I looked.
I shake my head, and let my held breath slip away. ‘I do not wish to. I am not thirsty.’
‘I have told te already, Jane – lies do not suit to demeanour.’
My fists clench along with my teeth – audibly. ‘Get out, Alec,’ I repeat.
‘I think te should feed,’ he says, his voice almost sincere. But I have known him for too long.
‘Oh,’ I say sarcastically. ‘I thought I just heard sincerity in your voice. But,’ I gasp, ‘could it be?’
‘Be quiet, Jane,’ he says sharply. ‘I mean it.’
‘And I mean it – get out.’
‘No.’
As I meet his eyes, I hold them; concentrate – and suddenly he lets out a high pitched screech and grips the side of the chair for support, his eyes flashing deep burgundy glares.
I couldn’t help but feel delighted – for what feels like the first occasion in a very long time.
This scene is very revealing because we can see the bracelet that Jacob gave Bella plus the bite mark left da James and finally the ring, too.
Remember that this ring is very special because it belonged to Elizabeth Masen, the biological mother of Edward, so it has a lot of sentimental value.
The ring is gorgeous, with tons of diamonds. It shows the true Amore that Edward has for Bella, and that he wants to spend eternity with her.
Of course, the ring scene in the book and movie is one of the most romantic and emotional of the Twilight series.
how i finished the beginning of this sentance:
jacob black:
sucks
has rabies
is mental
is on steroids
tried to steal bella
failed at stealing bella
hates edward
is stupid
is retarded
couldn't be a human
is a dog
is sooooooooooooooooo-ooooooooooo-oooooooo-ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
retarded i can't even say how stupid he is and he should never data renesmee and is a big fat lozer who wont ever data a cool girl and to prove it he forced bella to baciare him. wat a lozer...:)
i hate jacob
team edward... <3
jacob black:
sucks
has rabies
is mental
is on steroids
tried to steal bella
failed at stealing bella
hates edward
is stupid
is retarded
couldn't be a human
is a dog
is sooooooooooooooooo-ooooooooooo-oooooooo-ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
retarded i can't even say how stupid he is and he should never data renesmee and is a big fat lozer who wont ever data a cool girl and to prove it he forced bella to baciare him. wat a lozer...:)
i hate jacob
team edward... <3
At first the lista included Gus furgone, van Sant, Sofia Coppola, and Bill Condon discovered da Hollywood insider Nikkie Finke who writes for Deadline Hollywood. Then the name Stephen Daldry surfaced discovered da the LA Times. Right after that MTV (there seems to be a pattern here, you’ll see in a minute) asked The Runaways director, Floria Sigismondi, if she were interested and she gave a polite and non-committal answer.
Now enter M. Night Shyamalan, director of the upcoming The Last Airbender that stars Jackson Rathbone. MTV put the domanda to him, and to our surprise M. Knight (can we call him just Knight?) was a apparently fan of the first movie…who knew?
“”I would’ve loved to be– I Amore the series, and Catherine [Hardwicke's] movie, it was one of my preferito Film of that year,” he said. “Really, I thought tonally, it was a perfect movie. I called her up after I saw ‘Twilight’ and was like ‘That was amazing.’ So I’m a big fan.”
i like the movie ebcause its fantastic and romance
.. i Amore the Amore stories in Film :)
andd for this..and the actor play their roles good :)
what te think about edward,bella,jacob,alice,rosalie,emet, and for the others :)
what is your favourite twilight vampire??
why te like your favourite vampire?
do te read the books?
do te lovve the books?
what is your favourite book from twilight
what te think about edward and bella like a couple??
what te want to write about the movie,write here
give the ideas,and if te want suggest some play for twilight in this club :)
and invite te Friends ;d :) to write in the articolo
.. i Amore the Amore stories in Film :)
andd for this..and the actor play their roles good :)
what te think about edward,bella,jacob,alice,rosalie,emet, and for the others :)
what is your favourite twilight vampire??
why te like your favourite vampire?
do te read the books?
do te lovve the books?
what is your favourite book from twilight
what te think about edward and bella like a couple??
what te want to write about the movie,write here
give the ideas,and if te want suggest some play for twilight in this club :)
and invite te Friends ;d :) to write in the articolo
10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle Cullen
10. Tell him only to address te in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have più fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Amore thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the scrivania, reception in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy o McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
10. Tell him only to address te in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have più fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Amore thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the scrivania, reception in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy o McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
9. “Superstitious old man.” (Page 239)
8. “Pretty crazy stuff, though, isn’t it? No wonder my dad doesn’t want us to talk about it anymore.” (Page 126)
7. “So do te think we’re a bunch of superstitious natives o what?” (Page 126)
6. “I guess I just violated the treaty.” (Page 126)
5. “You wouldn’t happen to know where I could get my hands on a master cylinder for a 1986 Volkswagen Rabbit?” (Page 120)
4. “I swear the old man is losing his mind.” (Page 490)
3. “Can te believe my dad paid me twenty bucks to come to your prom?” (Page 490)
2. “I don’t think a tank could take out that old monster.” (Page 120)
1. “So, should I tell him te detto to butt the hell out?” (Page 492)
Grade: A+
The “Twilight” sourpuss looked much less awkward than usual in a stunning strapless midnight blue Monique Lhuillier gown. Kristen topped off her look with a classy diamond bracelet da H. Stern.
Anna Kendrick
Grade: B+
The Best Supporting Actress nominee originally selected a blue dress for her Oscars debut, but had a change of cuore and opted to wear an Elie Saab Couture off-the-shoulder blush toga, abito instead. Amore the dress, but we’re not too sure about the chunky shoes!
Taylor Lautner
Grade: A-
The “Twilight” heartthrob popped his signature lopsided pose in a Dolce & Gabbana ensemble.