Just a random thought for a one-shot I had while messing around in my room. I know it's short, I know it's lame, but please don't kill me with the reviews: it's the first of my writing that I've published. I'm just a newbie. -sobs- xD Though, I do love contructive ctriticism. )
Disclaimer: I don't own Edward Cullen (outside my fantasies…), Bella Swan, The Freaking Four (A.K.A., Jacob, Mike, Tyler, Eric) or Twilight, New Moon, e.t.c., e.t.c.
Kapeesh? Kapeesh.
Today their thoughts were all about Bella. Bella was mine, and it was painfully obvious to most everyone. So why didn't they just get it and move on with their pathetic little lives? Yes, she was gorgeous and irresistible (understatement, of course), but either way, they had no right to even touch her. Over my dead body!
Thump.
Tyler: SO annoying, strangling him would be entertaining. I mean, how did he ever conceive the completely insane idea that Bella wanted to go to the prom with him? His mind doesn't even make sense.
Thump
Newton: UGH. Why does he even exist; what's his purpose? I swear, I was this close to ending my 90-year-record without human blood (well, I never would've; Newton's not quite worth that).
THUMP
Eric: If I could barf, I'm sure would. He hasn't got a hope. What a loser.
Thump.
Ja- MONGRUEL!!!
SMASH.
Reacting with my inhuman speed, courtesy of vampirism, I had already scooped up Bella and was shielding her fragile being long before the pieces of the ceiling fell. Dust particles rose, thickening the air, and debris littered Bella's floor. A white baseball fell through the gap and bounced twice with a dramatic thud.
Whoops.
I grinned sheepishly at Bella's bewildered expression as she processed what had just happened. She blinked a few times and said slowly, "I think someone should lay off the super-strength for a while."
"Or, they could just get rid of their little friend… Jacob."
PSSST. Review!
Sincerely, Sarah