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HELLO EVERYBODY! ITS FINALLY THE WEEKEND AND I AM WALKING ZOMBIE! STUPID SLEEP DEPRIVATION AND ITS SIDE EFFECTS!

OI, SO ANYWAYS, I AM JUST CHECKING UP ON ALL OF MY AWESOMESAUCE FANFICS AND EATING ICE CREAM AT 2:00 IN THE AFTERNOON!

OMG I AM SOOO SORE FROM RUNNING THE MILE YESTERDAY AT LIKE 9:00 IN THE MORNING… IT SUX HAVING GYM SECOND PERIOD…

OH! AND RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT, I AM LISTENING TO 'I WRITE SINS NOT TRAGEDIES' BY: PANIC! AT THE DISCO! IF YOU DO NOT KNOW THAT SONG, THEN LISTEN TO RIGHT NOW! IT'S FREAKING AMAZING!

OKAY, SO ITS ABIT OF A SHORT CHAP, BUT ITS PRETTY GOOD, AND EXPLAINS THE VOLTURI'S INSANITY. A LITTLE. THEY'RE STILL KINDA INSANE.

OH AND QUESTION, WHY HAVEN'T I HAD ANY REVIEWS SINCE MY LAST POST? AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

OKAY AND OTHER QUESTION, DO YOU THINK THAT ACCORDING TO YOUR HAIR COLOR, ITS HOW COLORFUL YOUR SOUL IS?

CUZ THIS WEIRD YET AWESOME YET MEAN KID IN MY CLASS TOLD MY FRIEND THAT SINCE SHE HAD A BORING COLOR BROWN HAIR THAN SHE WASN'T VERY COLORFUL AS A PERSON.

IM YELLING AT HIM MONDAY… ANYWAYS, WHAT DO YOU THINK? OH, I AM SOOO EXCITED FOR HALLOWEEN! IM BEING GOTH WHILE MY FRIEND IS BEING PREPPY! WERE BEING OPPOSITE PERSONAS!

ANYWAYS, I BETTER GET A MOVE ON WITH THIS FF CHAPAT CUZ I HAVE TO GO CLEAN UP MY ROOM… WAIT, I'LL BE RIGHT BACK..

OKAY, IM BACK. WHEW, I HATE CLEANING MY ROOM. AND NO I WILL NOT KEEP IT CLEAN, IT TAKES TOO MUCH WORK. AND YES, I AM VERY LAZY THaNK YOU VERY MUCH!

OKAY, SERIOUSLY, HERE IS CHAPTA 17! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!

Chapter 17- Determination

I gasped, realizing that my dreams were true. "And you bought them straight to us?" Jacob yelled, shaking and his hands balled up into fists.

I held his face in my hands, channeling calming energy through my fingers. He seemed to relax a little but I knew that next time he got ticked off he would turn into a wolf. And I really did not need that right now.

"Calm down, everyone," Aro murmured, "No need to be upset. I will explain my reasoning. As you now know, Clara can look into your past to predict the future. So, when she became one of us, we took one of the captured wolves to her. One look and she knew what was happening in approximately 2 weeks. Wolves were going to attack Volterra. For revenge on Caius for killing their kin. Knowing that we were no match for them, we quickly packed and left."

"How far ahead are you from them? Would they cross the ocean to follow you?" Carlisle said anxiously, trying to pry the information from Aro as fast as possible.

"We are about 3 days ahead of them and yes, they would cross an ocean to get us, We sent one of our wives to check and she never came back," Aro replied sadly, looking at his feet uncomfortably.

"Then there isn't much time, " Carlisle said curtly, trying to sound calm, but barely concealing the rage in his voice.

"Yes, we best be leaving anyway," Aro said smoothly, "Take care all of you and I'm sorry to have brought this upon you." There was no pity in his voice.

We all nodded in his direction, staring the Volturi down, daring them to try to attack. We were ready. They all looked at each other and started to back away from us, to where they had come from.

When they disappeared into the dense trees, the thing that I last saw of them was the glowing eyes of Clara, looking at me in hatred.

I shivered and turned towards my family. They all looked very tense as they looked at Alice and Dad for confirmation that they were really leaving.

"They are gone," Alice and Dad said simultaneously. We all then walked like zombies inside to the living room. We sat in silence, waiting for something but anticipating nothing.

Emmett was the first to take action. "Okay, so now we know what we're up against. How will we take them down?"

We stared back at him, knowing the answer, but not telling him. It seemed like saying it made it final. Dad was the one to admit our weakness, "We must run. If the Volturi are fleeing, so must we. They would like to think that we will stand and fight, that's why they stopped here. It will ruin us if we stay."

We all looked at him in disbelief. I honestly thought that we were never ever going to leave our home, but now that I seriously thought about it, I guess he was right.

We had to leave. It was inevitable. But how could we leave our home? It was the one place where I felt completely welcome and safe.

I took a deep breath and looked up at Jacob. His face was rigid with determination. I knew he would stop at nothing to keep me alive; even if that meant sacrificing himself.

But I could not live without my Jacob. I realized that if had to die I would die with him. I sat up straight and looked at my family with confidence in myself.

I was getting through this with Jacob, dead or alive.

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SORRY FOR THE RRRREEEAAALLLYY SHORT CHAPTA! IM REALLY TIRED, BUT IT PICKS UP NEXT CHAP! IT GETS INTENSE!

ANYWAYS, IM RRREEEAAALLLYYY TIRED AND ITS FREAKING SUNDAY NIGHT! GGGAAAAHHHH! I DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW!

OH WELL, THAT'S WHAT YOU HAVE TO PUT UP WITH IF YA WANT AN EDUCATION! DIDJA HEAR THAT KIDDIES? YOU HAVE TO GET UP EARLY TO LEARN, WHICH YOU CHOOSE: SLEEP OR SMARTS?

GIVE ME YOUR ANSWER TO THAT QUESTION IN YOUR REVIEWS.. OH AND IM SORRY BUT NO REVIEWS? REALLY?

OH, I CAN'T FORGET MY ONLY ONE FROM SIRIUSPADDY:

LOVE YOU! THANKS SOOOO MUCH FOR ACTUALLY RESPONDING TO MY CHAP! EVEN THOUGH, YOU DID CALL IT SHORT, BUT WHATEVA! THIS ONE'S SHORT TOO, SO SUCK IT UP! JUST KIDDING, THX 4 THE REVIEW!

SOOO… YEAH… GOTTA GO TO SLEEP NOW!

AND NOW A QUOTE FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT:

(OKAY, IM DOING A LOT OF RRREEAALLY FUNNY ONES IN A ROW, SO HERE YA GO):

Mirrors can't talk. And lucky for you they can't laugh.

TGIF- Thank God I'm female.

Never put off till tomorrow what you can avoid altogether.

You can pick your nose and pick your friends but you can't wipe your friends on the couch.

I see dumb people.

Death is life's way of telling you you're fired.

Don't judge a book by its movie.

Why do people say "no offense" when they're about to offend someone?

If at first you don't succeed... So much for skydiving.

When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

You have to stay in shape. My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She's 97 today and we don't know where the hell she is.

Consciousness- that annoying time between naps.

THANK YOU!