Rachelle Lafevre at Access Hollywood

hey, for those who did my question, this is the draft of my story, of edward and jacob for bella's protection, and when they come back, she is in fact, a vampire slayer/witch (havent decided which yet!!!)
let me know if bạn like it!

Prologue

I never thought it would happen like this. The Quileute’s on my left, and the Cullen’s on my right. Both people I thought I could tình yêu and trust. Both ready to kill me. I waited in weary anticipation as Edward and Jacob took two steps towards me, both looking upset yet focused at the same time. I felt my new family stir uneasily behind me, bound bởi the...

Okay guys, so I had a great idea, I'm still gonna continue nghề viết văn this story, but I always seem to never be able to make up my mind on whats going to happen..

So, what I want to do, is ask bạn guys, I đã đăng a câu hỏi under "Picks" about who is behind Bella.

You guys are going to help me continue my story, and have some imput in how the story works, I'm really excited for this and think its gonna be fun!

If you're just đọc anything from me for the first time, I would suggest going back to read all three chapters and then going under picks and selecting an option...

I think i'm gonna resort...

This is my first fanfiction so I need bạn to be honest and tell me what bạn think!

I dont own Twilight hoặc any of it's characters.


My mother kissed my forehead softly, “You know sweetie, bạn don’t have to do this if bạn don’t want to.” Her eyes bored into mine and for a một giây I actually considered staying in Phoenix. But I knew Phil would be going on the road soon, and I also knew how hard it was for Renee to be away from her new husband. I didn’t want that.
“Mom for the last time I want to!” I replied, putting on the best Công chúa tóc xù smile I could manage, smiling was just so much effort...

Chapter two guys.


I opened my eyes slowly, noticing the time was 5:34. Early. I closed my eyes again rolling over to my other side. I could sleep for another giờ before I had to get up and start my morning routine for school. I could hear Charlie moving around the house downstairs, probably making himself breakfast, and then I smelled burnt toast. Yup. Definitely making himself breakfast. I turned a few times trying to get comfortable when I heard the rocking chair in the corner creak. I peeked through my eyelashes holding my hand over my eyes, shielding the daylight coming in through the window....