Rosalie

Alice Pov
I’m so bored! Mom’s cleaning, dad’s of saving lives, Bella’s recovering from a break up with a senior called Jacob and Rosalie’s admiring her perfection.
There’s nothing to do! Nearly all forks malls are rubbish, it takes a while to get to port Angeles and Seattle. And I couldn’t go anyway because I’ve reached my limit of spending for the month. But thats so unfair, I mean Gucci shoes are a need of life. Well for a girl anyway.
Its at times like this that I wish I had an older brother, someone to tease me and mess around with and play dares. Maybe I’ll take a lovely...

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Author's Note : This story contains characters that weren't exactly created by Stephenie. Rosalie had two younger brothers that didn't have names or ages. So I included them in the story with their names and ages. Rosalie's best friend, Vera, was married but her husband's name was never mentioned. So I gave him a name. I gave each character some personality in this story. I hope you enjoy this. Also if you're wondering about the title. I centered this story on Friday the thirteenth, the most unlucky day.
*Warning:Contains violance and some...

25: Freewill

They walked up the metal staircase, stepping on a solid metal platform that extended from one wall to the next. This room was much brighter, lit by dozens of lights, one area tucked away in a corner was nearly blanketed in darkness. Jack walked half-way across it before he stopped and looked down. “What is this?” she asked though she suspected she knew the answer.
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20: Love Remains the Same

It was early morning the next day; Tristan had woken shortly before the sun, though he appeared quite different from the golden-haired blue eyed god Rosalie had seen: his hair was dark brown, his eyes a hazel color with a tad of green. “Today, I’m going to visit two of the ones I changed oh about seven, eight years ago. Then, we will head home, east through Indiana, Ohio, West Virginia, then south to home. Sound good?”
“I feel the need to hunt” David said, bookless for the first time.
Tristan nodded. “Very well. You’ll probably be back before we are.”...