Here r the diary entries! :P Starting from Edward.
Edward:
Journal Entry One
Why the hell am I writing to an inanimate object? I have no idea...Really. I think I'm going insane... I'm not the person I was... before...
Why do I feel like I've been scarred deep? Sometimes I wake up to see a hallucination of Emmet's corpse hanging in the air in front of me. I feel like an empty shell. A soulless, emotionless creature. Maybe this life wasn't meant for me. What's my purpose in this world? What's the purpose of my existence?
...
I've been wearier lately. I know mom's noticed. She thinks it's a teenage thing. Let's hope her opinion stays that way, but I know Rose and Jasper know better.
I feel weak. I feel like I'm the cause of Emmet's death. I don't want to think about that.
Why is this happening to me? Maybe God's punishing me. There better be a damn good reason why...
I still avoid Alice. She reminds me of someone I prefer not to think about. It hurts too much to do so.
Why does she have to have green eyes?
I probably sound emo, writing so deeply about death and...Well, dreary thoughts in general. Believe me. This is all I can do with my spare time. I hope Jasper hasn't hooked up with Charlotte again. No seriously. They were cute when they were younger...but now, I hope he realises that she's cheated on him before. And I'm pretty sure she's not afraid to do it again.
That's why I hate love.
What's the point if it never lasts?
My god I need a life. If I don't find something to occupy me, I'll be spending my time writing in this journal all day. No offense. What, now I care about your feelings? I am seriously messed up. Not my fault.
Edward
Alice's Diary Entries
Day One
Schools becoming increasingly bearable. It's about time my marks were raised. Not bad for a new kid...
My social life hasn't drastically improved. Sure, I've picked up a few friends, most of which are awkward to hang around...But I know how to keep a conversation flowing once I'm reasonably comfortable around someone. My only concern is my babbling...Am I really that bad?
I feel more at home now, I guess... seeing I've finally found hobbies which I can use to keep myself from dying of boredom and loneliness in my leisure time. Esme accompanies me on frequent trips to the nearest mall. I guess shopping's my forte, which is a surprise, seeing I've never had much to call my own.
Edward's still acting weird around me. Did I do something to him? Maybe I'm completely oblivious to some sort of secret message he's trying to send me... I hope he doesn't hate me.
Now that I think about it...I haven't seen Jasper lately. Oh what I'd do to see his face again...My god I sound like a hopeless romantic. Though after the towel incident... Darn he looked good.
Shit, Alice. Stop writing...now.
Life's finally looking up. I hope it'll stay that way, but knowing how many unexpected turns I've had so far...I'm dreading what'll disturb my peace.
Alice
Day Two (Still Alice)
She was there in my dreams again. Hovering over me with a butcher knife. Not the first time I wake up feeling like crap. I swear these dreams are getting more life-like every time I drop my eyelids. I could practically smell the reek of vomit, sweat and drunkenness last night. It scared the hell out of me. Luckily, I've learnt to sleep with a pillow on my face and my door bolted shut. They couldn't come in if they wanted to.
My head's pounding... I can't write anymore...for now.
Alice
Rosalie
I miss him. His chocolate curls, his tanned skin and muscular chest. The way dimples would make an appearance whenever he smiled. I really miss you Emmet.
He was the only one who understood me in this stupid place. He was the only one that would listen.
The night he died
When I figured out he was
I can't live without him. And now that little bitch thinks she can take his place? Carlisle always wanted me to make friends. As if I wanted any. If you're out there Emmet, I want you to know that I love you. I'll always be yours.
Rose
Hope it wasn't too disappointing! The next chapter will be five weeks after these entries. :)