Characters real thoughts are in italics
Prologue
Bella's!Thoughts: Ahhh shet. Am about to die. I'd never given much thought to how I would die, but even if I did, I didn't think it would be like this. Well, that's mysterious. You are a clever girl, Stephenie. I stared without breathing at the hunter. Bitch, breath holding contest ON. This was a noble way to die. I would replace someone I loved. They obviously didn't love me too much if they were chill with my dying, though.
Bella: Stephenie, I can't even get through this flower prose stuff. Can't I take it out?
Stephenie: How am I supposed to make a dream look like an intelligent piece of literature if it isn't almost 500 pages of drabble? No.
Bella's!Thoughts: When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end. The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me. I am this melodramatic throughout the entire series, Steph?
Stephenie: *hiding manuscript behind back* Err…no?