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Starts right after the end in BD,,,,

Bellas POV

Nessie twirled around in her pink tutu. She was inaonyesha it of to Rosalie and Jacob, laughing while they clapped for her.
"She sure is good. Dont wewe think Bella?" Jacob asked me as he admirred Nessie, his eyes filled with light.
"Shes better than I was." Rosalie laughed and then Jacob joind in. They had learned how to get along, finally. They both knew that if they ever wanted to see Nessie, the other was sure to be there. Admiration came with its consicuences.
I stood up, leaving the three of them, to go look for Edward. I passed Jasper and Emmett...

Chapter 2: Zane Fletcher.
I was waiting in my car kusoma over some notes I made -it was just a cover as I waited for the girls- I put my head and saw Zane standing at my door. I got out and looked at his chalky beautiful pale face, he stared back the same way.
"Hi I'm Zane Fletcher" he alisema formally, his voice was so beautiful like an angel. I swayed on my feet but quickly snapped out of it.
"hi"
He smiled and quickly left back to his Saleen S7. I hopped in my car, fantasising as I stared into space.
When I got nyumbani I layed on my kitanda and wondered off into my thoughts. I wanted to tell Zane that...

The inayofuata morning I woke up and it was a school day. I knew I couldnt miss another siku of school just to avoid Michael. I hadnt talked to him au seen him since well wewe know. I know I can't live in my bedroom for my whole life. I got up and got ready for school. The hot kuoga felt so great. I stayed in there way to long cause when I got out I was running late to school. Lucky me Alice saw that I was running late so she pick an outfit out for me. She pick out some jeans and a cute blue shati and some heels but I knew I was going to fall in them, oh but they were so cute I wore them anyways....

The Brightest Days Form the Darkest Shadows- Chapter 1b. A Monotonous Existence

Not far from the spot where Maria had stood under the canopy of arching trees to shield herself from the steady rain, was a little abandoned farmhouse. It was a crusted old thing, with an overgrown garden and soot-blackened windows. Nobody bothered with the place anymore- it was almost worthless; ancient and crumbling, it stood silent, defending itself from the pouring rain. Only the mice and other forest-creature inhabitants appreciated the house for its shelter and solitude.
A particularly young mouse-buck, tired...

Maria Hunter found life pretty dull.
For example, living in the barren eastern middle-of-nowhere of Northern Ireland, with little to do and endless countryside stretching in every direction, Maria could think of very few things to lift her from the gloomy silence she retained whilst making her way nyumbani from school each day. She wasn’t a difficult child, but she found life so ordinary. School was repetitive, and being one longing for more, Maria did not fit in well and had few friends. Her nyumbani life was uninteresting, living in a bungalow with her elderly grandmother, after the unfortunate...