-Renesmee-
Once we hit the highway, I am just about to shake Jacob until he tells me where we're going. Not that I'd be able to move him. But where's the harm in trying to find out?
"Where are we going?" I ask him, for the third time.
"You know it's pointless, right?"
"Just checking," I smile. "I was hoping you'd just give in peacefully."
"Not a chance."
Eventually, after eight hours, we reach the airport.
Jacpb makes sure I don't hear or see where we're going, and once we both board the plane, I am so tired, I just rest my head on his shoulder, and the next thing I know, someone is shaking my shoulder.
"Renesmee, it's time to wake up," Jacob says, a little reluctantly. He LOVES watching me sleep.
"We're almost landing," he continues.
Suddenly, I become aware that this isw not the same plane I remember boarding.
"Why am I on a different aircraft?"
He looked a little sheepishly at his hands.
"I didn't want to wake you up, so I carried you."
"And nobody stared?" I asked.
"Actually, a whole lot of people stared, thank you very much."
"Your welcome."
Our conversation was cut of as a female voice stated that we would be landing in Rio de Janeiro in five minutes, could we please remain seated and wear our seatbelts until the plane had come to to a complete halt?
"Rio de Janeiro?" I skeptically asked. "I know where this is going, and I KNOW this wasn't your idea. When do we land on Isle Esme?"
"No, actually, your mother's gift to us. Isle Renesmee," he grinned.
"Lovely. I get my own island," I said. I really couldn't wait, but maybe this was a little much.
"I was going to have to tell you anyway, you're the only one of us that can sail anything."
"What about co-ordinates?" I panicked.
"GPS system. Now stop worrying, captain," Jacob said as the plane touched down.
He insisted on carrying my luggage, all three trunks. Alice. She hadn't even let me near them.
I was still wearing a long silvery, satin dress that Rosalie had dressed me in just before we had to leave.
As we stepped into a taxi, my thoughts wandered.
What did Isle Renesmee look like?
Once we hit the highway, I am just about to shake Jacob until he tells me where we're going. Not that I'd be able to move him. But where's the harm in trying to find out?
"Where are we going?" I ask him, for the third time.
"You know it's pointless, right?"
"Just checking," I smile. "I was hoping you'd just give in peacefully."
"Not a chance."
Eventually, after eight hours, we reach the airport.
Jacpb makes sure I don't hear or see where we're going, and once we both board the plane, I am so tired, I just rest my head on his shoulder, and the next thing I know, someone is shaking my shoulder.
"Renesmee, it's time to wake up," Jacob says, a little reluctantly. He LOVES watching me sleep.
"We're almost landing," he continues.
Suddenly, I become aware that this isw not the same plane I remember boarding.
"Why am I on a different aircraft?"
He looked a little sheepishly at his hands.
"I didn't want to wake you up, so I carried you."
"And nobody stared?" I asked.
"Actually, a whole lot of people stared, thank you very much."
"Your welcome."
Our conversation was cut of as a female voice stated that we would be landing in Rio de Janeiro in five minutes, could we please remain seated and wear our seatbelts until the plane had come to to a complete halt?
"Rio de Janeiro?" I skeptically asked. "I know where this is going, and I KNOW this wasn't your idea. When do we land on Isle Esme?"
"No, actually, your mother's gift to us. Isle Renesmee," he grinned.
"Lovely. I get my own island," I said. I really couldn't wait, but maybe this was a little much.
"I was going to have to tell you anyway, you're the only one of us that can sail anything."
"What about co-ordinates?" I panicked.
"GPS system. Now stop worrying, captain," Jacob said as the plane touched down.
He insisted on carrying my luggage, all three trunks. Alice. She hadn't even let me near them.
I was still wearing a long silvery, satin dress that Rosalie had dressed me in just before we had to leave.
As we stepped into a taxi, my thoughts wandered.
What did Isle Renesmee look like?
Angel in the sky!
!!!!!!ATTENTION ALL TWILIGHT FANS!!!!!!
If you are a MAJOR or just a fan of Stephanie Meyer's most popular Twilight Saga then pay attention.
On youtube.com there is a video of Stephanie being interviewed.She is going to publish Midnight Sun.If you have read her draft of Midnight Sun or even if you haven't then you can right how you think it should be.She wants to see what her fans (aka- Us)think.And she also beleives that if we have a story in us then we should write it out and show evryone what we're capable of.
-twilight_unite-(MAJOR FAN OF TWILIGHT SAGA)
If you are a MAJOR or just a fan of Stephanie Meyer's most popular Twilight Saga then pay attention.
On youtube.com there is a video of Stephanie being interviewed.She is going to publish Midnight Sun.If you have read her draft of Midnight Sun or even if you haven't then you can right how you think it should be.She wants to see what her fans (aka- Us)think.And she also beleives that if we have a story in us then we should write it out and show evryone what we're capable of.
-twilight_unite-(MAJOR FAN OF TWILIGHT SAGA)
BREAKING NEWS: TWILIGHT STAR DIED OF DRUG OVERDOSE!!
My Inbox started piling up with messages from my office mates, one even said condolence. UGH! One asked, what would happen to New Moon. Would there be a re-shoot? One encouraged me to file for a leave so we could mourn. ACK! THIS IS NOT TRUE! (Tell me, it’s not true.) I refuse to believe. My blood literally boiled. My morning is ruined-ruined beyond repair, I think. I absolutely hate people who spread vicious rumors around. Can’t they just leave famous celebrities alone? GRRRR!!!!!!
