Thanks for continuing to read, and to those of you who reviewed. WOOOOOOOOO! Ya'll ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyways, welcome to Chapter 3: Home Theater (not a good title)

It really isn't a good title, but it's all I got. To tell you the truth I'm not even sure what I'm going to put. I'm kind of making this up as I go along. I mean, I know, but I don't. Understand? groans who cares.

(Disclaimers: Secretly I am neither Stephanie Meyer nor James Patterson. Therefore I don't own the following people: Edward, Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, Emmet, Rosalie, Max, Fang, Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, Iggy, or the Volturi (if they end up in the story) or any thing that has to do with them (except for the fact that they're in my story))

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Chapter 3: Home Theater (not a good title)

The Flock and the Cullens followed Emily and Oliver down the stairs. At the bottom the stairs, they saw the rather large home theater. "Please, have a seat," Emily said. Neither of the families knew why they had to sit in the theater. They just thought Emily would tell them where Bella and Max were. The groups took their seats as Emily and Oliver moved to the back to the show the videos. "Okay, here we go!" Emily squealed. Oliver rolled his eyes.

The large screen flickered to life.

/On Screen/

"Bella honey, Gwen and I are leaving!" Charlie shouted up the stairs.

It showed he standing at the bottom of the stairs with his coat on, and a tall, young, brunette at the door. "Come on Charlie-Bear, let's go. She's fine." She said in a French accent. "Bye, sweetheart, I love you!" He left.

The screen suddenly showed Bella's room. She was lying in her bed with black sheets. As she heard the door close, she sprung into an upright position. Her hair was black and she seemed even paler than before. Bella got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. She opened a drawer and pulled out a rather sharp knife. She held her arm over the sink, put the knife into position, and slit.

/Off Screen/

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHA" Alice shrieked. The screen had

blacked out. The Cullens were in awe. Edward could barely move. Rosalie was clutching Emmett's arm. Alice was sobbing, and Jasper was comforting her. Esme had her head on Carlisle's shoulder. Emily cleared her throat. "Okay, um, here's Max."

/On Screen/

Max was standing in the rain outside her mother's house. Ella answered the door. "Oh, Max." Next, it showed Max and Ella in the living room with hot chocolate. "Max, how did this happen?" Ella asked, sipping from her mug. Max glared at her. The long fly from her home had given her time to clam down and wrap herself in her "Max-like" toughness.

"Well, I know how, but what happened?" "It was our 4th night in our new house. I knew about his feelings; he'd kissed me; he'd told me he loved me. I didn't think it would go so much further when came to say good night." Ms. Martinez came in and they both looked up at her like she was an angel. "Would you like to see her?" They jumped up and followed her to a basket in the guest room. In the basket was a load of sky blue blankets, and a large, round, 4 pound 3 ounce, off-white egg.

/off screen/

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I'm soooooooooooooooooo so so SO sorry. I hate cliff-hangers, but it's 11:25pm, and my dad is making me go to sleep. Also I really don't want to keep writing if no ones reading. That means REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! please? ',)

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Jan. 26.

I don'y under stand why I have 54 hits, but only 4 reviews. Please peopl, even if you thought the story was dreadful, please, lie to me. I need reviews. I'm begging, please.

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