Robert Pattinson Leaving New York City

*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 17 - THE GAME


He threw mw across his back as he had before, and I could see the extra effort ot tok for him to be as gentle as he was. I locked my legs around his waist and secured my arms in a choke hold around his neck.
"Don't forget to close your eyes," he warned severely.
I quickly tucked my face into his shoulder blade, under my own arm, and squeezed my eyes shut.
And I could hardly tell we were moving. I could feel him gliding along beneath me, but he could have been strolling down the sidewalk, the movement was so smooth. I was tempted to peek,...

"Dammit,"I said,"'Bobby Gonzales:wanted'."
Dammit,dammit,dammit.I saw the sign a few hours ago.I always thought it would be fun to be wanted for theivery,but it's not when everywhere wewe look ,on every ukuta your picture is ilitumwa above
a sign that says"wanted!!!beware!!!!reward:900$!"!
"This ain't cool,Bobby,"my friend,Galilaoh,told me."I know,"I responded angriliy.Damn.Why does this always happen to me?I ask myself that swali ALL the time,but no answer!!!!I'm an eightteen-year old girl with no parents,no job,and no money."The clan agreed that it's safer if wewe stay on the down low."Damn.He...

Time for a little celebrity gossip today and this one's the hottest there is. After smoking the box office with the current ticket sales champion 'Twilight', Kristen Stewart, the film's female lead, is heating up the web as picha of her allegedly smoking pot surfaced. In the series of six picha from the TMZ, Kristen can be seen smoking a pipe with a friend on the steps of her house. What the pipe contains isn't clear but many have assumed that it is pot. After all, that's the most common use for it.

Reactions are varied across the web with some blog maoni expressing worry that this might...

This is from the book nightlight. This book is a funnier version of twilight.

Chapter 1 first look

The hot Phoenix sun glared down on the car windowsill where my bare, pallid arm dangled shamelessly. My mom and I were both going to the airport, but only I had a ticket waiting for me, and that ticket was one-way.
I had dejected, brooding expression on my face, and I could tell from the reflection in the window that it was also an intriguing expression. It seemed out of place, coming from a girl in a sleeveless, lacy juu and kengele bottom jeans (stars on the back pockets). But I was that kind of girl-out...