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*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 10 - INTERROGATIONS


And then the campana rang for lunch. As I jumped out of my seat, shoving my libros roughly in my bag, my uplifted expression must have tipped Jessica off.
"You're not sitting with us today, are you?" she guessed.
"I don't think so." I couldn't be sure that he wouldn't disappear inconveniently again.
But outside the door to our Spanish class, leaning against the muro - looking más like a Greek god than anyone had a right to - Edward was waiting forr me. Jessica took one look, rolled her eyes, and departed.
"See tu later, Bella." Her voice was thick with implications. I might have to turn off the ringer on the phone.
"Hello." His voice was amused and irritated at the same time. He had been listening, it was obvious.
"Hi."
I couldn't think of anything else to say, and he didn't speak - biding his time, I presumed - so it was a quiet walk to the cafeteria. Walking with Edward through the crowded lunchtime rush was a lot like my first día here; everyone stared.
He led the way into the line, still not speaking, though his eyes returned to my face every few seconds, their expression speculative. It seemed to me that irritation was winning out over amusement as the dominant emotion in his face. I fidgeted nervously with the zipper on my jacket.
He stepped up to the counter and filled a try with food.
"What are tu doing?" I objected. "You're not getting all that for me?"
He shook his head, stepping adelante, hacia adelante to buy the food.
"Half is for me, of course."
I raised one eyebrow.
He led the way to the same place we'd sat at that one time before. From the other end of the long table, a group of seniors gazed at us in amazement as we sat across from each other. Edward seemed oblivious.
"Take whatever tu want," he said, pushing the tray toward me.
"I'm curious," I dicho as I picked up an apple, turning it around in my hands, "what would tu do if someone dared tu to eat food?"
"You're always curious." He grimanced, shaking his head. He glared at me, holding my eyes as he lifted the slice of pizza off the tray, and deliberately bit off a mouthful, chewed quickly, and then swallowed. I watched, eyes wide.
"If someone dared tu to eat dirt, tu could, couldn't you?" he asked condescendingly.
I wrinkled my nose. "I did once... on a dare," I admitted. "It wasn't so bad."
He laughed. "I suppose I'm not surprised." Something over my shoulder seemed to catch his attention.
"Jessica's analyzing everything I do - she'll break it down for tu later." He pushed the rest of the pizza toward me. The mention of Jessica brought a hint of his former irritation back to his features.
I put down the manzana, apple and took a bite of the pizza, looking away, knowing he was about to start.
"So the waitress was pretty, was she?" he asked casually.
"You really didn't notice?"
"No. I wasn't paying attention. I had a lot on my mind."
"Poor girl." I could afford to be generous now.
"Something tu dicho to Jessica... well, it bothers me." He refused to be distracted. His voice was husky, and he glanced up from under his lashes with troubled eyes.
"I'm not surprised tu heard something tu didn't like. tu know what they say about eavesdroppers," I reminded him.
"I warned tu I would be listening."
"And I warned tu that tu didn't want to know everything I was thinking."
"You did," he agreed, but his voice was still rough. "You aren't precisely right, though. I do want to know what you're thinking - everything. I just wish... that tu wouldn't be thinking some things."
I scowled. "That's quite a distinction."
"But that's not really the point at the moment."
"Then what is?" We were inclined toward each other across the mesa, tabla now. He had his large white hands folded under his chin; I leaned forward, my right hand cupped around my neck. I had to remind myself that we were in a crowded lunchroom, with probably many curious eyes on us. it was too easy to get wrapped up in our own private, tense little bubble.
"Do tu truly believe that tu care más for me than I do for you?" he murmured, leaning closer to me as he spoke, his dark golden eyes piercing.
I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.
"You're doing it again." I muttered.
His eyes opened wide with surprise. "What?"
"Dazzling me," I admitted, trying to concentrate as I looked back at him.
"Oh." He frowned.
"It's not your fault," I sighed. "You can't help it."
"Are tu going to answer the question?"
I looked down. "Yes."
"Yes, tu are going to answer, o yes, tu really think that?" He was irritated again.
"Yes, I really think that." I kept my eyes down on the table, my eyes tracing the pattern of the faux wood grains printed on the laminate. The silence dragged on. I stubbornly refused to be the first to break it this time, fighting hrad against the temptation to peek at his expression.
Finally he spoke, voice velvet soft. "You're wrong."
I glanced up to see that hsi eyes were gentle.
"You can't know that," I disagreed in a whisper. I shook my head in doubt, though my corazón throbbed at his words and I wanted so badly to believe them.
"What makes tu think so?" His liquid topaz eyes were penetrating - trying futilely, I assumed, to lift the truth straight from my mind.
I stared back, struggling to think clearly in spite of his face, to find some way to explain. As I searched for the words, I could see him getting impatient; frustrated por my silence, he started to scowl. I lifted my hand from my nack, and held up one finger.
"Let me think," I insisted. His expression cleared, now that we was satisfied that I was planning to answer. I dropped my hand to the table, moving my left hand sp that my palms were pressed together. I stared at my hands, twisting and untwisting my fingers, as I finally spoke.
"Well, aside from the obvious, sometimes..." I hesitated. "I can't be sure - I don't know how to read minds - but sometimes it seems like you're trying to say goodbye when you're saying something else." That was the best I could sum up the sensation of anguish that his words triggered in me at times.
"Perceptive," he whispered. And there was the anguish again, surfacing as he confirmed my fear. "That's exactly why you're wrong, though," he began to explain, but then his eyes narrowed. "What do tu mean, 'the obvious'?"
"Well, look at me," I said, unnecessarily as he was already staring. "I"m absolutely ordinary - well, except for bad things like all the near-death experiences and being so clumsy that I'm almost disabled. And look at you." I waved my hand toward him and all his bewildering perfection.
His brow creased angrily for a moment, then smoothed as his eyes took on a knowing look. "You don't see yourself very clearly, tu know. I'll admit your dead-on about the bad things," he chuckled blackly, "but tu didn't hear what every human male in this school was thinking on your first day."
I blinked, astonished. "I don't believe it...," I mumbled to myself.
"Trust me just this once - tu are the opposite of ordinary."
My embarrassment was much stronger than my pleasure at the look that came into his eyes when he dicho this. I quickly reminded him of my original argument.
"But I'm not saying goodbye," I pointed out.
"Don't tu see? That's what proves me right. I care the most, because if I can do it" - he shook his head, seeming to struggle with the thought - "if leaving is the right thing to do, then I'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you, to keep tu safe."
I glared. "And tu don't think I would do the same?"
"You'd never have to make the choice."
Abruptly, his unpredictable mood shifted again; a mischievous, devastating smile rearranged his features. "Of course, keeping tu seguro is beginning to feel like a full-time occupation that requires my constant presence."
"No one has tried to do away with me today," I reminded him, grateful for the lighter subject. I didn't want him to talk about goodbyes anymore. If I had to, I supposed I could purposefully put myself in danger to keep him close.... I banished that thought before his quick eyes read it on my face. That idea would definitely get me in trouble.
"Yet," he added.
"Yet," I agreed; I would have argued, but now I wanted him to be expecting disasters.
"I have another pregunta for you." His face was still casual.
"Shoot."
"Do tu really need to go to Seattle this Saturday, o was that just an excuse to get out of saying no to all your admirers?"
I made a face at the memory. "You know, I haven't forgiven tu for the Tyler thing yet," I warned him. "It's your fault that he's deluded himself into thinking I'm going to prom with him."
"Oh, he would have found a chance to ask tu without me - I really wanted to watch your face," he chuckled. I would have been angrier if his laughter wasn't so fascinating. "If I'd asked you, tu would have turned me down?" he asked, still laughing to himself.
"Probably not," I admitted. "But I would have canceled later - faked an illness o a sprained ankel."
He was puzzled. "Why would tu do that?"
I shook my head sadly. "You've never seen me in Gym, I guess, but I would have thought tu would understand."
"Are tu referring to the fact that tu can't walk across a flat, stable surface without finding something to trip over?"
"Obviously."
"That wouldn't be a problem." He was very confident. "It's all in the leading." He could see that I was about to protest, and he cut me off. "But tu never told me - are tu resolved on going to Seattle, o do tu mind if we do something different?"
As long as the "we" part was in, I didn't care about anything else.
"I'm open to alternatives," I allowed. "But I do have a favor to ask."
He looked wary, as he always did when I asked an open-ended question. "What?"
"Can I drive?"
He frowned. "Why?"
"Well, mostly because when I told Charlie I was going to Seattle, he specifically asked if I was going alone and, at the time, I was. If he asked again, I probably wouldn't lie, but I don't think he will ask again, and leaving my truck at inicial would just bring up the subject unnecessarily. And also, because your driving frightens me."
He rolled his eyes. "Of all the things about me that could frighten you, tu worry about my driving." He shook his head in disgust, but then his eyes were serious again. "Won't tu want to tell your father that you're spending the día with me?" There was an undercurrent to his pregunta that I didn't understand.
"With Charlie, less is always more." I wsa definite about that. "Where are we going, anyway?"
"The weather will be nice, so I'll be staying out of the public eye... and tu can stay with me, if you'd like to." Again, he was leaving the choice up to me.
"And you'll mostrar me what tu meant, about the sun?" I asked, excited por the idea of unraveling another of the unknowns.
"Yes." He smiled, and then paused. "But if tu don't want to be... alone with me, I'd rather tu didn't go to Seattle por yourself. I shudder to think of the trouble tu could find in a city that size."
I was miffed. "Phoenix is three times bigger than Seattle - just in population. In physical size - "
"But apparently," he interrupted me, "your number wasn't up in Phoenix. So I'd rather tu stayed near me." His eyes did that unfair smoldering thing again.
I couldn't argue, with the eyes o the motivation, and it was a moot point anyway. "As it happens, I don't mind being alone with you."
"I know," he sighed, brooding. "You should tell Charlie, though."
"Why in the world would I do that?"
His eyes were suddenly fierce. "To give me some small incentive to bring tu back."
I gulped. But, after a moment of thought, I was sure. "I think I'll take my chances."
He exhaled angrily, and looked away.
"Let's talk about something else," I suggested.
"What do tu want to talk about?" he asked. He was still annoyed.
I glanced around us, making sure we were well out of anyone's hearing. As I cast m eyes around the room, I caught the eyes of his sister, Alice, staring at me. The others were looking at Edward. I looked away swiftly, back to him, and I asked the first thing that came to mind.
"Why did tu go to that Goat Rocks place last weekend... to hunt? Charlie dicho it wasn't a good place to hike, because of bears."
He stared at me as if I was missing something very obvious.
"Bears?" I gasped, and he smirked. "You know, bears are not in season," I added sternly, to hide my shock.
"If tu read carefully, the laws only cover hunting with weapons," he informed me.
He watched my face with enjoyment as that slowly sank in.
"Bears?" I repeated with difficulty.
"Grizzly is Emmett's favorite." His voice was still off-hand, but his eyes were scrutinizing my reaction. I tried to pull myself together.
"Hmmm," I said, taking another bite of pizza as an axcuse to look down. I chewed slowly, and then took a long drink of coca cola without looking up.
"So," I dicho after a moment, finally meeting his now-anxious gaze. "What's your favorite?"
He raised an eyebrow and the corners of his mouth turned down in disapproval. "Mountain lion."
"Ah," I dicho in a politely disinterested tone, looking for my soda again.
"Of course," he said, and his tone mirrored mine, "we have to be careful not to impact the environment with injudicious hunting. We try to focus on areas with an overpopulation of predators - ranging as far away as we need. There's always plenty of deer and elk here, and they'll do, but where's the fun in that?" He smiled teasingly.
"Where indeed," I murmured around another bit of pizza.
"Early spring is Emmett's favorito! oso, oso de season - they're just coming out of hibernation, so they're más irritable." He smiled at some remembered joke.
"Nothing más fun than an irritated grizzly bear," I agreed, nodding.
He snickered, shaking his head. "Tell me what you're really thinking, please."
"I'm trying to picture it - but I can't," I admitted. "How do tu hunt a oso, oso de without weapons?"
"Oh, we have weapons." He flashed his bright teeth in a brief, threatening smile. I fought back a shiver before it could expose me. "Just not the kind they consider when escritura hunting laws. If you've ever seen a oso, oso de attack on television, tu should be able to visualize Emmett hunting."
I couldn't stop the siguiente shiver that flashed down my spine. I peeked across the cafeteria toward Emmett, grateful that he wasn't looking my way. The thick bands of muscle that wrapped his arms and torso were somehow even más menacing now.
Edward followed my gaze and chuckled. I stared at him, unnerved.
"Are tu like a bear, too?" I asked in a low voice.
"More like the lion, o so they tell me," he dicho lightly. "Perhaps our preferences are indicative."
I tried to smile. "Perhaps," I repeated. But my mind was filled with opposing imágenes that I couldn't merge together. "Is that something I might get to see?"
"Absolutely not!" His face turned even whiter than usual, and his eyes were suddenly furious. I leaned back, stunned and - though I'd never admit it to him - frightened por his reaction. He leaned back as well, folding his arms across his chest.
"Too scary for me?" I asked when I could control my voice again.
"If that were it, I would take tu out tonight," he said, his voice cutting. "You need a healthy dose of fear. Nothing could be más beneficial for you."
"Then why?" I pressed, trying to ignore his angry expression.
He glared at me for a long minute.
"Later," he finally said. He was on his feet in one lithe movement. "We're going to be late."
I glanced around, startled to see that he was right and the cafeteria was nearly vacant. When I was with him, the time and the place were such a muddle blur that I completely lost track of both. I jumped up, grabbing my bag from the back of my chair.
"Later, then," I agreed. I wouldn't forget.
posted by twilight-7
Kayla’s POV


Life was to carry on as normal. That meant I would have to go to school and take my exams. I knew I was seguro because Edward was with me and Charlie dicho Mitchell would be constantly on look out. Plus the lobos were helping too. So I shouldn’t be so jittery, right? But I was. Every noise scared me and any slight movement had me cowering into Edward’s protective embrace. Edward found this all amusing. Glad I made someone laugh.
The weekend I just had seemed to drag on for weeks and weeks. It felt longer than just two days. So the following week dragged on for what felt like months...
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 Cameron Bright as Alec
Cameron Bright as Alec
With principal fotografía starting today on NEW MOON, Summit have announced the rest of the film's cast. It includes:

The Volturi:

Demetri: Charlie Bewley
Caius: Jamie Campbell Bower (Sweeney Todd)
Felix: Daniel Cudmore (X2, X-Men:The Last Stand)
Marcus: Christopher Heyerdahl (The Chronicles of Riddick, Blade: Trinity)
Jane: Dakota Fanning (Coraline, Push)
Alec: Cameron Bright
Heidi: Noot Seer (Head Over Heels)
Aro: Michael Sheen (Frost/ Nixon, Underworld: Rise of the Lycans)


The Quileute

Harry Clearwater: Graham Greene (Dances With Wolves, The Green Mile)

Emily: Tinsel Korey (Into the West)

NEW MOON is filming on locations in Vancouver, BC and Tuscany, Italy.


articulo from The Twilight Saga page
 Charlie Bewley as Demetri
Charlie Bewley as Demetri
 Christopher Heyerdahl as MArcus
Christopher Heyerdahl as MArcus
 Dakota Fanning as Jane
Dakota Fanning as Jane
 Daniel Cudmore as Felix
Daniel Cudmore as Felix
 Graham Greene as Harry Clearwater
Graham Greene as Harry Clearwater
 Jamie Campbell Bower as Cauis
Jamie Campbell Bower as Cauis
 Michael Sheen as Aro
Michael Sheen as Aro
 Noot Seer as Heidi
Noot Seer as Heidi
 Tinsel Korey as Emily
Tinsel Korey as Emily
posted by lovethecullens
Chapter 2: The Look in His Eyes

“So what is it Aunt Rose?” I asked in exasperation “I should be open to new things? I need human experiences? My parents amor me and want the best for me?” My Aunt Rose smiled at me and waited patiently as I vented. Most view her as being callous and hard to get along with. I have a special relationship with her though. She has never once been fierce towards me. Years hace my mother told me that she felt that my aunt looks at me as though I am her baby in a way. Her human life was cut short before she could have children of her own. My Aunt Rose was my...
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posted by ktbminnie12
Charlie’s POV

    I’m so furious, it’s scary. My daughter has been kidnapped! The chief’s daughter, kidnapped. I’m so angry. I’m not angry at her o Edward. I’m angry at whoever took her. I swear when I find out who it is, I’ll kill them. I will take my biggest gun I own and personally kill them.
    Rene and Phil flew in a couple of days ago. I met and talked with Phil. He was a nice guy. He was good for Rene. I was glad she was happy. Well, at this very moment she’s not. She’s got a mixture of emotions. Anger, sadness, and scared....
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posted by twilight-7
I landed hard on a cold leafy ground. I was lying in the middle of a forest. Great. I was flat on my back, having lost my balance and fallen.
“Let me help tu up,” Mitchell’s soft voice spoke from above me. He was still standing.
“Don’t touch her!” Edward snarled. He was also standing. Was I the only one that fell?
Cold hands helped me to my feet. Edward looked me up and down, obviously checking for any damage.
“Are tu ok?” he whispered. “You’re not hurt?”
“I’m fine,” I assured him. “Or I will be in just a second.”
I turned around and glared at Mitchell. This boy...
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For the record: I did not write this, I amor Twilight and I amor Edward. I just found this really, really funny.
I think Stephenie Meyer is an amazing author, and this is not meant to be disrespectful to her in any way.
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Duskiness


Edward leaned toward me, his perfect face inches from mine. His sweet, delicious breath ghosted over my face. His golden eyes glowed with love.


“How do tu like it?” he whispered, his velvet voice purring in my ear.


I couldn’t respond, so dazzled was I por his sparkling skin. He shone like a diamond in the sun, a godlike...
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I spied on her – followed her a seguro distance away. She was visiting Charlie. Luck must have been on my side today. No Edward. Nessie was out with Bella and her new friend Jenny. I’m pretty sure Bella knows I’m lurking in the shadows of the forest. She stared long and hard in my direction and then sighed. Nessie glanced every now and then, too, a forlorn look on her face, but Jenny’s non-stop chatter claimed most of her attention.

My corazón rebelled when they took their time indoors. X-ray vision did not come with being a wolf. I wish it did. I couldn’t go near the house and take a...
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posted by just_bella
Here we go, siguiente part. Hope people enjoy :)

RECAP:

I stopped and leaned against a árbol wondering what Aaron could be up to, had he gone and gotten himself lost o worse had he found the bear?

I decided that I should head back and look for Aaron, dad would definitely notice that we were both gone and at that point it might be better if we didn't go back.

I was about 10 feet from the rock where we had started when I heard the brush being crushed again off to my north.

I leaned against the rock waiting for Aaron, a cougar o possibly a ardilla to come out of the woods. It seemed like I sat there...
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posted by twilight-7
As soon as Mitchell left I crawled under the blankets on my bed. It created a dark cave around me which I craved now because, in the dark, no one could see my tears. Maybe I should have listened to Edward because now that Mitchell was gone I could see what he was talking about. When I thought about it, Mitchell did confuse me. I was even más confuddled and tongue-tied when he was there. It was just something about him that did that to me but I didn’t know what. Was it smile o his touch o his eyes? Maybe it was his eyes. They were an incredible blue colour and I could stare at them all...
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First día of Classes. Jenny was almost hyperventilating.

“I don’t know what to wear!” She shrieked, still in her rosado, rosa bathrobe. I rolled my eyes. I was already dressed in the only pair of jeans my Aunt packed for me. They were artfully faded denim skinny jeans. I groaned when they hugged my legs snugly. I have no choice but to pair them off with the simplest blusa available – an off – shoulder black blouse. Again, having no other alternative, I wore deadly looking black strappy stilettos. I should really hit the mall and buy myself inoffensive jeans, comfy t-shirts and sneakers.
    ...
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posted by BuffyFaithFan1
 All That Is Missing, Is The Heart!
All That Is Missing, Is The Heart!
Blood Lust
by: BuffyFaithfan1
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Two: Swimming Into Love...
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"...6 billions people! 6 billion souls! And sometimes, all tu need is one!"-Peyton Sawyer from OneTreeHill...
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I walked out onto the deck after the credits rolled. Edward went to put the movie away and as I stared into the depths of the blue...
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posted by twilight-7
Edward’s POV. I wrote this because bitten_byedward asked me to and also because I think tu guys want to know what Edward was thinking when he left. It’s basically just a rambling of what Edward’s thinking. Incoherent thought and nonsensical rambling. Nothing amazing.



I gripped the steering wheel tightly with one hand and with the other I pinched the bridge of my nose. How could she take his side? A guy she’s barely met twice and she’s choosing him over me! I wanted to go back there and rip his throat out but I contained my anger. I would only upset Kayla if I killed Mitchell. But...
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posted by twilight-7
The rest of the weekend was filled with revision. Edward was constantly at my side trying to cram as much knowledge as he could into my brain. The only time I wasn’t being drilled on the names of the bones in the body and analysis of poems was when I was in the bathroom, eating o sleeping. Charlie was glad that Edward kept me busy. I thought that this was because Edward was helping me to revise but I was sure there was another reason. If only that idiotic barrier would just go away. And then I had an idea. If Charlie could block his mind from me, maybe I could block my mind from Edward....
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posted by just_bella
I've spent a few days trying to figure out where I wanted this to go, I hope this works.

"I agree Alice, just remember that this can not change who tu are now, unless tu allow it. Call if tu need us." Carlisle dicho as he touched my head and walked out the door.

"I'm scared Jazz." I whispered as I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"We will do this together love, unless tu want to be alone." He dicho as he gave me options that he knew I would not take.

"Please stay." I dicho as I took the book in my hands and opened the journal.

The first entry was short, but what was strange about it, was that...
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posted by twilight0girl
today is going to be wonderful.i was getting married.i was getting married to my big teddy oso, oso de emmett.today will be the segundo greatest día of my eternity.the first is when emmett told me he loves me and then asked me to marry him.
"rosalie honey,are tu ready?" esme asked me.
" not yet esme,can tu help me do my hair?"
i asked " of course honey " she dicho as she gracefuly walked into the bathroom.she gently
tugged and pulled my hair as i looked over my
wedding gown.snow white with a corset parte superior, arriba and a
big puffy skirt.i looked perfect and flawless,i always do. "o.k rosalie,you look perfect."...
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posted by just_bella
Ok I hope tu guys are enjoying this, because it's kind of fun to write. :)

Here's a quick flash back to remember the story up to this point.
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We all broke into our smaller groups and waved/smacked the others as we made our way into the woods.

"All right Emmett, 1 weeks worth of mucking the stalls is the bet that I find the beast before you." Aaron dicho as he walked into the woods.

"Oh, that's a bet that I want a part of." John laughed as he followed Aaron in.

"OK, but remember that tu are the one who made the bet Aaron. No whining when I win."...
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here is the siguiente one!!

just before i start, if tu read this and find a spelling mistake o anything else that's wrong, could tu let me know? i know i sound like a perfectionist but it irritates me. thanks, hope tu enjoy this bit!
p.s this story isnt mine all credit goes to steph meyer


Demetri and Felix relaxed instantly, and I dropped my arms in defeat.
“Jane.” I sighed in recognition and resignation.
Alice’s thoughts came from beside me. Just stick to the script, no deviations.
Alice crossed her arms and remained impassive. She had seen what would happen if a fight broke out now.
“Follow...
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posted by iluvtwilight123
"Congrats Nessie," i dicho awkwardly. I knew i should have prepared for this but i didnt know she would get it so soon.I mean she is only 12 years old physically but alive for 2 years now.
I moved her out of earshot and told her "Well honey tu know about the birds and the bees so i just want to tell tu be safe," i dicho it fast but i couldnt help it she was growing to fast. So i looked at Edward for help "Mood swings" he mouthed. Renesmee seemed to know that because wshe didnt want to hear anymore of it so she went to 1st base.
For a girl that has no atheletic ability i rule at baseball, I...
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posted by Yoss
Chapter 4 - Electric

I closed my eyes with great effort. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the electric sapphire blue eyes.

“Whirl around! Whirl around!” My mind screamed at me. I tried to mover my body and follow my mind’s bidding but it seemed my body has a mind of its own. It refused to follow. I opened my eyes. The sapphire eyes that held me captive a while hace were no longer on the pond’s reflection. My body automatically turned its back on the pond. My eyes scanned the garden in front of me until my eyes found him.

He was casually leaning on a giant cereza, cerezo blossom’s trunk. He...
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posted by Yoss
Chapter 2 - Playful

The soft, cool breeze stirred my hair. I purred in contentment – not wanting to open my eyes, though I’m fully awake now. I’m sure Aunt Alice would come – barreling, anytime soon. I rolled on my back hugging my pillow.

A light shone directly on my face.

“Uncle Emmett, quit it” I complained as I buried my face with my pillow. “Don’t tu think its way too early for practical jokes?” I demanded, my voice muffled por the pillow. I’m sure my goofy uncle could still hear me clearly.

The light shone relentlessly, now making my arm, which holds my pillow, warm....
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