I'd never given much thought to how I would die—though I'd had reason enough in the last few months—but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.
I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
...
Nah scratch that. I'm not going out like an emo poet.
How about: Eat my jorts you dirty hippies.
Bella out.
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DUSK - A Bella Swan Story
FanfictionSo we took Bella, and gave her a personality so that she could be interesting and react realistically to everything that's going on in the absolutely completely wacked story that is Twilight... Was feeling nostalgic. So I thought I'd touch on all t...
