Twilight: Our silent one (On Hold)

Twilight: Our silent one

Okay,. so I was reading a twilight fanfic...that Rosalie and emmett adopted a child...however good it was, I felt more could of been done to it....so this is my story instead. Twilight of course belongs to Stephanie Meyer.

I'll update as much as I can. So read and tell me if I should write more or any ideas you get. Oh and please vote.

Chapter one

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My whole life has been a silent book, I can read it, but cannot speak it. I can listen, but cannot answer. My voice has not been heard. I'm mute not deaf.

I can not remember much, but what I can tell you is that I have no name. I have a been given name. Mute. And however grateful I am, for being given a name. it's a name which reminds me of my lack of opinion. I communicate with the whiteboard and sketch pad in my satchel, which hangs around my neck, and rests on my hip. I write and draw, they are my voice.

Today is an adoption day. couples arrive, talk, decide, then leave with the chosen child. I gave up at the age of five, and now I'm seven. sitting in the alcove of a window, sketching my last memories of my parents faces, before they left me here at the age of three. I'm not angry with them, because I forgave them. they left me here to keep me safe. during the day they left me, they were killed in a car crash. Although I always wonder was it really a accident.

"Mute" called mrs bee, the old orphanage lady, she was considered the grandparent to us all. "dear. if you sit here, hiding then you won't be found. come here. there are many here this year" I raised my head from the sketch, In which I had just about finished. And stared into her tired eyes, then to her worn out hands.

While sighing I placed my small hand into hers, which she pulled gently, making me stand beside her. I turned back to the window and placed my equipment back into the bag at my side. Then slowly linked my arms with mrs bee, and helped her waddle back to the hall. As soon as we entered, the younger children screamed my name, and held onto my waist, grinning with glee. I smiled down at them, and ruffled each and everyone of their heads, then finally shooed them off with my hands. Mrs bee laughed under her breathe. "I'm fine now dear, why don't you sit in your usual place and wait patiently". I nodded to her then walked over to the stage at the back of the hall, and jumped up to sit in the corner.

Looking around I could see mrs bee talking to a couple about adopting a little three year old boy, who sat in the lady's lap, playing a toy car in his hand's. with one more look I sighed, and brought out my sketch pad, and drew the memory of the boy sitting in the ladies lap. The hall became silent, and I looked up to see four people enter. A blonde man was holding hands with a browned headed lady, they seemed overjoyed and excited. behind them was another couple. the lady was beautiful, with blonde hair the seemed to lay perfect on her head, and the man who had his arm around her waist, was tall and muscular. they were all charming in Their own way.

I quickly turned over a page and started to draw them, even with my photographic memory. I wanted to get them down perfectly in my sketch pad.

I drew the outlines, then the detail and finally the shading. on one side I drew the older couple and on the left I drew the younger couple.

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Rosalie Pov

I've been asking Carlie for days if I could adopt, and finally he said yes. we arrived at the orphanage at noon, and on the gate was a banner saying saying 'On Saturday 12th October 2004 Adoption Day in the hall'. We walked through the open door and followed the arrows. not that they were needed, we could here the laughter of children. "so rose, do you know who your looking for" Esme asked. "Actually no, I'm hoping I will feel a pull to a certain child. but I'm also hoping for a girl, young and similar to me and emmett" I said smiling. Esme returned the smile, and opened the double doors.

The hall became silent, and heart beats quickened. we looked around to see, the arrows continued to another room which looked like a reception. we walked in to see other couples sitting down on chairs waiting for their turn. The hall behind us went back to laughter. " please take a seat, mrs bee will be with you in just a moment. I believe your next after this couple.. If you could please fill out the form, while you wait" The receptionist said handing me and Esme the forms with clip boards. "oh no, not me, I'm here with my son and daughter, it's their lucky day" Esme said while handing back the clipboard.

Picking up a pen, I walked slowly over to the chairs.

Filling out the form as quick as I could, but not suspiciously and waited for this mrs bee. emmett was holding my hand, as I became more impatient. "mrs hale and mr Cullen" a ruff voice called. I stood up, and turned to Carlie and Esme. They smiled and said good luck.

We walked back threw the door and into the hall, to see an elderly lady, who I assume must be mrs bee. "Ahhh, hello. I was reading your forms, and you've got the all clear....just walk around, and speak to the children..once you've found a child please come back here and we'll talk...ill be over there if you need me" she said while pointing to a table a chairs in the corner of the room. I nodded and shook hands with her.

This was it. my chance for a child. we walked around speaking, but none of them made me sure. however a young girl on the stage caught my eye. she had long blondish-brown hair that was tied up in a Pony-tail, with wavy hair that had light curls and fringe. she had emerald eyes, and a heart shaped face that showed her innocence. I walked closer from behind to see what she was drawing, and to my shock, it was me and emmett. it was beautiful, and a extremely rare gift for a child to get at a young age. every detail accurate, and at the bottom right corner was a signature, which deciphered 'mute' in swirls.

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Okay what do you think. I shall be writing the next chapter while I wait.