trizn Mon Jun 08, 2009 5:04 am
magic wrote:a fan, dragging a huuuuuuuuuge suitcase and another bag on her shoulder moves towards the house. Guard stops here. "Hey, where do you think you are going to?" Girl with a smile on her face happily announces "To the house. I am moving in
". Gueard "No wait... No no no. I don't think so." Girl with innocent puppy like eyes "But the house is not being used till August. It will be bored to be alone and sad. See, I had this voice in my head that sounded like Edward, the one that Bella kept hearing? It said to me "KEEP AFTER THAT HOUSE! YOU ARE THE CHOUSEN ONE". So you see, it's my destiny to live in there".
I could sooooo picture that in my head
Or it would go like this:
Guard: "Wait there, miss. Authorized personnel only."
Me: "Oh...So, me being Mrs. Edward Cullen is not authorized to live in my own house?"
Guard: "You are not Kristen... You don't look like her."
Me: "Whoever said I was Kristen? I am the REAL Bella Swan Mr guard."
Guard: "Hold it right there. I have to escort you out. Really miss. This is just a movie set. Please move along."
Me: "What?!?! A movie set?!? But- but- Edward told me to come here- my home. He'll follow soon. I bet Charlie's up there, sleeping. Lemme call Edward." And whips out phone from pocket... "Hello, Edward. There is a mean man here outside my house. Can you hurry up and tell him the truth? I can't believe I am not allowed to go in my own house."
Guard:
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