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[06 Aug 2010|10:43pm] |
So the big thing is tomorrow. The suit is all ready and hanging for me in the bathroom. I hope it cools off tomorrow night cuz I don't like the idea of sweating in that thing. But I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have the winner hanging off my arm, so all the haters can suck it. I mean, I'm sure all the other ladies will do a fine job, but seriously. I think Leah might just surprise you all.
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Are you gonna go to the Miss Forks thing? I know some of your little leech friends entered unfairly. Just wondering.
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Sometimes I feel like I'm forgetting what it's like to live like a normal person. Have the normal worries and cares like homework or college or dating. No, I have to worry about leeches and the pack and the girl I'm in love with getting killed because I couldn't protect her. I mean, who ever has to have those worries. Hell, I'd give one day of this to relive my worst day as a normal human. I don't remember it being so stressful. I mean, I wouldn't want to relive the day Mom died or when Dad got so sick he ended up in a wheelchair, but...still, even that seems less painful than the idea that we're respsonsible for these people who are dying without even knowing there's a threat to be scared of in the first place. Rachel's friend? The kids at the high school? Almost Ashley?
Who's next?
I'm so close to not wanting to wait any longer before finding that out. What's stopping us? The Cullens? They're probably the reason this is all happening in the first place. Who cares what they have to say or what their strategy is? Rach and I already sniffed out one when we went to go pick up Becca. We could get more. And taking the whole pack with us? We'd be unstoppable. And, if these leeches stick around much longer, there'll probably be more of us. Yeah, the new ones won't be as trained, but so much of this is instinct, it's ridiculous. I just wish something would happen. Soon.
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[31 Jul 2010|06:02pm] |
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I guess I should give you the heads up. Some sort of vampire royalty are coming to Forks some time soon cuz they're pissed at the Cullens for something. Whatever. We should cut back our patrols just to the La Push area til we're sure they're gone. She says she'll let me know when everything is happening, but she doesn't want them to know about us for whatever reason. I tried to argue against it, but you know her. Stubborn as hell.
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[27 Jul 2010|11:46pm] |
( Well...here it is. The Suit. )
It's so itchy. But whatever. I guess it's okay. No one's really gonna be looking at me anyways. I'm just gonna be flinging Leah all over the stage. I'm locking this thing up til the night of the whole thing so I won't mess it all up.
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[21 Jul 2010|11:14am] |
Becca looks like hell. She's got a killer fever, and she's starting to look identical to Rachel more and more every time I look at her.
This can't be happening, not again.
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[15 Jul 2010|01:44am] |
Well. I kissed her. And she punched me. In the face. And broke her hand. Just my luck, right?
At the end of the day, no one can say I didn't try. I tried my damnedest to get her to see that she loves me, too. I don't need to imprint to know that I belong with her. It all makes sense. She feels like the final piece to the most frustrating puzzle ever. We spent months together, knowing everything there is to know about each other. I swear, I know more about her than she does. I just need to hear her say it. That she loves me, too. See, she still doesn't think she does. I don't know how to convince her otherwise. The kissing thing seemed like a good idea, but I think it pissed her off so she punched me. But it was a passionate punch. And passion is a very strong emotion.
At least I'm human. Mostly. I have a heartbeat, I'm warm, I breathe, I can kiss her however I want to without the fear that I'm going to kill her with my bare hands if things get too heated or if my teeth touch her skin. I mean, what the hell? She wouldn't have to let herself get turned into a bloodsucker just to be with me. And if she chose me, they'd probably leave. Which means we'd all get to go back to normal. No more immortality or phasing or losing control when we're pissed off. It's a win-win situation for all of us, right?
The kiss, though...oh man. Seriously? She kissed me back. For a split second, but it was there. She's fighting it. Granted, I guess cheating on your boyfriend is something you wouldn't want to do, but what if it was for something better? What if it was to realize that the thing you'd been looking for was right in front of you, long before any damn vampire showed up in town?
He left her. She spent every waking (and sleeping) moment trying to hold on to him, no matter what. But he left her with a hole in her heart. And that's where I come in. He's gotta deal with that and so does she. Those months where he was gone...those were the best of my life. I got to see her nearly every day and we just brought out the best in one another. Even if I did break my promise not to leave her, but who would have expected that I'd turn into a werewolf, right? I more than made up for it afterwards. If I had a few more months with her, she would have forgotten about him. She'd probably be here right now and we wouldn't have to worry about broken hands or fights or anything bad.
And, another thing, I thought imprinting was supposed to be the exception, not the rule.
Whatever.
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[12 Jul 2010|09:09pm] |
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The bloodsuckers want another training session. As much as it sucks to be around them, it couldn't hurt. I told Bella I'd bring it up. So here I am, bringing it up. Lemme know what you all think (especially you, Sam) so I can get back to Bella and she can tell the leeches.
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[08 Jun 2010|09:14pm] |
[private to wolves & imprintees]
Well. What the fuck? I swear, I'm gonna start camping out in Forks, since the bloodsuckers obviously can't protect their side of the land very well. If I could stand the stench of them for more than a few minutes, I'd march right up to their little castle and give them a piece of my mind. Ugh. Seriously. Too busy playing with their toys and cars to notice that innocent kids are getting killed here?! Can that stupid ass tear his eyes away from my Bella long enough to see that whatever is coming isn't going away any time soon? I must have phased for a good day when I heard what happened. They aren't getting on our land any time soon, I can guarantee that.
[private to Bella]
You think you could talk to your man about maybe stepping up on their end of things, since we're not about to be the ones to break the treaty and go on their land?
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[21 Apr 2010|12:55am] |
Is it time to quit school yet? I'm really not cut out for this kind of "learning" stuff. Can't we be taught through life lessons or something more meaningful than math and chemistry? Getting C's on everything really starts to wear on me. Don't get me wrong, I know I need this crap for real life and all that, but still...it sucks. I'm over studying. And books. Not like I'm going to college or anything anyways. Someone's gotta stay here and take care of Dad.
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So this psycho leech is apparently gonna come hanging around these parts sometime soon? Ha, that's a laugh. If she makes it near the treaty line, she'll be extremely lucky. Guess that means it's time to step up patrols...as if they're not stepped up enough. Whatever, ever since that dreadlocked dude with the funny accent, I've been out for some bloodsuckers we're actually allowed to go after.
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[private to Bells]
If we get rid of the leech, you think your boyfriend would let you onto the rez? If not, we're really going to have to do something about not seeing each other. This the longest we've gone since...well, a while. I kinda need you around, you know.
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