A/N: Hi everyone -
I am posting the first outtake; it's Newton's POV of Chapter 22 (the horror movie reenactment). Honestly it's not very good - I know it's not, but it's as good as it's going to get for now, lol - sorry. Please be kind.

OUTTAKE: Newton's POV of Chapter 22

Freaking stupid, idiotic Cullens...their pranks were getting old, especially after the whole itching powder crap. I felt pretty stupid as Daddy C had tactfully explained to me that my skin wasn't under attack from a flesh-eating virus, but that it appeared that I had been exposed to ground up maple seeds – itching powder, basically. I knew that much just from working at my parent's store. Daddy C tried to politely suggest that perhaps I'd fallen or gotten into it during the day's activities somehow, but I could tell he knew better – as did I. There was only one way I'd gotten itching powder all over me in the middle of the night, and I think we both knew what that was. His expression told me as much when I'd huffed out of his office. What was the Cullen's problem, anyway? I mean ok, so I had a crush on Bella – it's not like I made it obvious, so none of them should know about it. They had no reason to resent me, but it was pretty clear they did. Not that I cared – the feeling was mutual - which led me to my current task - revenge.

I'd been talking to Jessica and she'd been going on about how she was going to miss 'the old times' when she goes off to college, and she'd mentioned toilet papering houses on Halloween as an example. I'd noticed earlier when Alice, Emmett, Edward and Bella all disappeared into the woods after everyone else had gone to bed – they had gone in the direction of Jasper's cabin. At first I'd thought about toilet papering the outside of some of their cabins here, but then I thought knowing the conceited Cullen kids, they would make their campers clean it up – Ritalin Alice would probably bribe them with tokens - which wouldn't do me any good.

The longer they took to come back the more I realized they probably weren't coming back – they were having some kind of stupid slumber party in that maintenance cabin. I bet they even had food there – even if the place was a dump they were probably living it up, while I sat back here listening to my annoying campers snore. And with all of them in one location without any campers to pin clean-up duty on…well it didn't take much for me to make up my mind – I would attack them where they least expected me to, at Jasper's. The losers wouldn't even see it coming. It was too bad that Bella had to be a part of it, but since she was always tied to Edward's hip there was no avoiding it. Besides, they'd never be able to prove it was me anyway, so I could always charm my way back into her good graces.

It took a while for me to find my way in the dark with only a flashlight, but I wanted to be sure to stay off the main paths and out of sight. As I stood in front of Jasper's cabin, I listened to see if I could hear anything. It was oddly quiet if they were all here…maybe I'd been wrong. I guess it was possible they went down to the lake. Either way I still had my chance to get revenge - and if they weren't here after all then I could really cover this place from top to bottom. I smirked at the thought of their expressions as they discovered my work…I could only imagine the fit that Alice would throw, and Edward's furious reaction to the fact that someone had finally gotten the better of him. Ha – maybe I would even volunteer to take Bella's place in the clean-up – now that was brilliant! She'd see me as the hero, sweeping in to do her share of the work – HA!

*thud* The roll of toilet paper bounced off the roof. I was hoping it would catch on the gutter and I could loop it back up, but instead it just fell back to the ground. A couple more tries and it still wasn't catching. Maybe I should just switch to the trees and get the cabin later.

I ducked as I crept closer to retrieve the roll of paper. It had bounced off the ground and landed on the edge of the porch after my last attempt; I didn't think anyone was here but I was still being cautious. For all I knew Jasper had stayed behind by himself being the recluse that he is.

There was only a faint hint of light coming out of the front window I was hiding under, and curiosity got the best of me. I slowly raised myself up just enough so I could peek into the cabin and see what this place was really like.

I blinked - and I blinked again. Because what I was seeing couldn't possibly be there. It was a scene straight out of one of those nightmare-inducing movies I hated – I'd never been good with blood and guts. Cullen was sitting in a chair with something that looked like blood all over him, and Bella – BELLA! She was lying on the couch with a knife in her back! Crap! No way – no way was this real – it couldn't be. Then I noticed the knife in Cullen's chest – oh no way, no way, no way…I shook my head, trying to clear it, then looked again. CRAP! They were still there, and they really weren't moving – at all! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god - this is why it had been so freaking quiet, they'd all been hacked up by some psychopath - the others were probably chopped up and scattered through the back of the cabin! And the psychopath could still be on the loose anywhere! I started stumbling backwards, trying to get enough control to get away – to get anywhere – but I was having a hard time getting my body to communicate with my brain.

A ripping sound suddenly broke the silence of the woods and I froze. What the hell was that?! My heart stopped as I recognized the sound…that was a chainsaw…which meant that the psychopath murderer was still here and was coming for me. My head nearly exploded from all the panicked curse words that were racing through it, and my heart leapt into my throat as I frantically started backing towards the woods. I tripped over a tree root, and as I fought to stand back up, the front door to the cabin slammed open, and in its frame stood the hulking figure of the mass murderer, wearing a hockey mask and waving a chainsaw in the air threateningly above him. I was going to die.

A second later adrenaline finally forced my legs into action and I turned and ran flat out into the woods, doing anything I could to get away from the killer, who I could hear following behind. Each time he got a little closer the motor on the saw revved menacingly, and my heart was racing so fast I was pretty sure it had left my body and left me behind.

I froze in shock when the motor suddenly cut out and I was surrounded by quiet again; could I have possibly managed to lose the crazy lunatic? I was spinning in circles, trying to see in the darkness. I wasn't sure where I was exactly, and although my lungs were burning in protest so badly I had to stop, I wasn't going to stand out in the open like an idiot. I crouched down into a bush and hid myself while I gasped for air.

A wolf's howl eerily broke the silence of the woods - a wolf that sounded really freaking close. My mind raced as I realized it probably smelled all the blood from the bodies at Jasper's; maybe I'd lost the chainsaw psycho, but I didn't want to be slowly ripped apart by some rabid wolf either. I was trying to decide if I should stay hidden or run again when the wolf's cry abruptly became a horrid sounding growl…a hungry growl, and it sounded even closer now. The branches above me started rustling crazily as if something was running through them – crap! Was the wolf up in the tree about to pounce on me? AARRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was moving again, flying blindly through the woods barely managing to miss trees, doing everything I could to get back to camp. I had no idea what I would do once there – I didn't even think I would make it there! Crap, crap, crap!

The wolf's menacing growls were following me, one minute sounding like they were coming from the rustling above, the next minute sounding like they were coming from ground level as if running alongside me. Freaking hell, I'm going to die!

I stumbled when suddenly the wolf's growls faded out, going back to the eerie howl from earlier; maybe it had found something more interesting than me. Maybe the Cullen's were finally making themselves useful and their blood was distracting the monster from me – but then I thought of poor Bella again, and my heart plummeted. She should have never been dragged here by Cullen – she should have never been murdered! She'd wasted what little of her life she'd had with the biggest loser in town – who now had not only failed to protect her, but managed to get her killed! Panic and horror swept over me, and I had to lean against a tree for support.

With my back resting on a sturdy pine, I fought to catch my breath – and keep whatever tenuous hold I still had on my sanity. My eyes swept the area surrounding me, thankful for the stillness and hoping it would last. After a couple of minutes I was actually beginning to get control of my pulse again, thinking I might actually make it out of here alive after all.

*WHACK*

My eyes shifted to the side slowly, only half wanting to see what had made impact with the tree I was resting on. I blinked. Of course it was a hook. A freaking straight out of the horror stories crazy looking hook, and it was sunk into the bark just an inch away from my head. Completely irrational, I almost laughed at how close it had come to its mark – almost. Instead I screamed at the top of my lungs and ran like hell back into the woods ahead of me, praying that I had a decent head start while whatever was attached to that hook freed itself from the tree.

I was so confused and lost that I was shocked when moments later I burst through the tree line and found myself back at our camp. I willed myself to keep my terrorized screams stifled – any loud noise would only help signal my location that much faster. It was amazingly quiet now, and that meant one of two things – either everyone was dead here too, or the killer hadn't made it here yet. There was only one way to find out.

I went flying into my cabin gasping, blinking rapidly in the darkness. Taking a deep breath I flicked on the small lamp next to my cot and cracked an eye open to see whether I was surrounded by ten massacred bodies or if I still had a chance of us getting out of here.

Ten pairs of eyes were staring curiously back at me, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. I fell back onto my cot in exhausted relief, huffing as I still fought to catch my breath. Surely we didn't have much time – I had to figure out what to do next and fast. That was when I noticed I was sitting on something unusual. I jumped back up and looked down at the bed. That's when I saw it – a roll of toilet paper and a note.

"After the scare you've had tonight, we thought you might need this more than Jasper's roof. Nice try though."

My eyes narrowed as the truth of the situation settled in. I'd been set up. I'd been terrorized and chased through the woods by the very people that I'd tried to get back at tonight. I don't know how they did it…but they did. Which meant nobody was dead, and I was the only real victim of the night.

I threw the toilet paper to the ground angrily, and turned off the lamp. "Go back to sleep," I hissed to the kids who were all staring at me strangely.

As I closed my eyes and tried to calm down, I heard the children's whispers around me.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Shhh…he has really bad dreams, remember?"

Freaking stupid, idiotic, annoying Cullens. Thank god this nightmare of a week would be over tomorrow.

A/N: Sorry it wasn't better...I just had a hard time with it for some reason. Remember to please be kind, lol. Please review.