Bella
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"I'll miss you."
"I know."
"I already miss you now."
"I don't have to go..."
"Go, you needed this vacation," Edward murmured softly in my ear and I squeezed his body tighter, sniffing in the richness of his honeysuckle smell.
"But there's no you," I muttered roughly.
"Skype me every single day. I'll be your diary for the week."
"Month." I corrected hotly.
"I'll miss you."
"I know." I sniffed.
"I already miss you..."
"Oh c'mon! You guys already said that! Can't we just move on already?!" Alice threw her hand up in the air and shook them furiously.
"I hate you Alice." I said lamely and clung tighter towards Edward. Hi fingertips brushed across my cheekbones and stroke down my hair.
"Be safe, okay?"
" 'Kay."
"AND THATS WHAT HAZEL GRACE SAYS WHEN SHE'S MAD."
"Shut up Emmet."
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"I really hate this stupid office trip." Rosalie grumbled as she unbuckled her seatbelt after the plane took off and we had been told that we could take them off.
"I know. This is like a nightmare happening to me."
"Stupid she-dog Alice." She muttered angrily and stomped to the bathroom before flipping her hair pettishly at Carlisle with a small 'harrumph'.
"That spoilt girl," Esme sighed and shook her head as she read some magazine about a celebrity that claimed to be a boy but was definitely certainly is a girl. His name starts with J and ends with R. Ooh and he is blond too.
I flipped through the old movies I seen on Netflix, scrolling down aimlessly until a specific movie caught my eye that was screened years ago.
Before the Conjuring, there was Annabelle.
Holy shit, this movie made me crap my pants, twice.
Holy shit.
I'm not gonna watch this movie. Nope.
Okay I'm gonna watch it. Sue me.
"Damn, are you watching the freaky doll movie?" Rosalie came after a few minutes off pooping.
"Yeah, the stewardess said that they were out of popcorn." I sniffed and she scoffed before walking to the end of the priv plane.
"Seriously, we should fire them. They never ask what we want." And she and back with a bag of Doritos in her arms.
"Holy shit!"
We screamed and I flicked the screen off. My breast heaved up and down and I panted heavily. "Damn, that was the creepiest show I ever watched."
"Let's watch some Pewdiepie," she suggested after a pregnant pause. I nodded breathlessly and banged my head to the concert. What the hell did I just saw?
Damn well holy poop.
We watched PewDiePie until we died off to sleep 'till late morning for we had informed that we will land in thirty minutes.
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