BD 1

This is part 3.I've edged it up a bit.Please Enjoy!



THE CULLEN HOUSE,
2:00 AM
''I just...don't know.'' Jasper and I were talking.I had told him everything that was happening.And how,i knew that I was in प्यार with Bella.Even though I don't know her that well.I can tell.Though,Alice's vision,the way i feel about her.And how I feel so protective of her.
''I feel so protective of her...I've never felt like that with anyone before...Not like that..''
I was now venting. ''Huh...You know that the others may not Approve...She's not like us Edward.'' He was trying to reason.I read his thoughts.He didn't...

Chapter 1:PARTY
I WAS NINETY-NINE POINT NINE PERCENT SURE I WAS dreaming.
The reasons I was so certain were that, first, I was standing in a bright shaft of sunlight–the
kind of blinding clear sun that never shone on my drizzly new hometown in Forks,
Washington–and second, I was looking at my Grandma Marie. Gran had been dead for six
years now, so that was solid evidence toward the dream theory.
Gran hadn't changed much; her face looked just the same as I remembered it. The skin was
soft and withered, bent into a thousand tiny creases that clung gently to the bone underneath.
Like a dried apricot,...

A spectre is haunting the web -- the spectre of Russet Noon. All the powers of the internet have entered into a holy alliance to exorcise this spectre: link, link, link, link, link, link, link, link, link, and the सूची goes on and on to include worldwide bloggers too numerous to count.

Two things result from this fact:

I. The Russet Noon controversy is already acknowledged द्वारा all internet powers to be itself a link.

II. It is high time that Lady Sybilla's revolutionary movement should openly, in the face of the whole world, प्रकाशित करे their views, their aims, their tendencies, and meet this nursery...