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Post by ROSALIE LILLIAN HALE on Dec 20, 2012 17:31:16 GMT -5
Rosalie felt bad for Luna. She got up and hugged Luna. "No, Luna, you are better than I am. A lot better." She was mostly referring to how bad of a person she was. Rosalie had killed many people in her past, Luna hasn't probably ever killed anyone in her life. "You shouldn't be jealous of me. I just became this way when I was turned." She sat back down, leaning back in her chair.
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Post by LUNA ANGEL CULLEN on Dec 20, 2012 17:44:28 GMT -5
Luna nodded and she smiled. She closed her golden eyes and took the hair tie out of her braid. She un-braided her hair and let her silver hair cascade down her back. Her long silver hair was now wavy and she ran her fingers through it. She saw people looking at her and she blushed at their gaze. She usually never wore her hair down at school. It was usually in a braid or up in a ponytail. This was the first time that her classmates had ever seen her hair down before. She glanced at her big brother and sister. She smiled
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Post by EMMETT CULLEN on Dec 27, 2012 13:53:33 GMT -5
Emmett listened to what Luna and Rosalie had been saying . It was about how Luna said she was jealous of Rosie and Rosie said that Luna should not be that way because Rosalie herself was not that good. She had done bad things in her time. Emmett said" Rosie you were just doing them things to either protect y ourself or acts of vengeance. You should not feel bad about that. We all do things that we are not proud of. " Then the teacher told them to hush and pay attention. Emmett had made a smirking smile towards the teacher but he did not see it. Then Emmett saw Luna take her hair out of the ponytail and emmett said" I liked your hair in the ponytail Luna. Oh well you do what you want." Emmett looked at Rosalie and smiled at her.Emmett said" I like you just the way you are Rosalie"
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Post by LUNA ANGEL CULLEN on Dec 27, 2012 14:10:54 GMT -5
Luna sighed softly and she re-braided her hair. She tied the end of her braid with her hair tie and she started to pay attention in class. A song popped into her head and she quickly opened her music book to a blank page. She started to write the lyrics to the song that came to her. She titled the song Mean and she smiled. She finished writing the song and put her music book away. She was planing on going to the music room at the school to play the song that she just wrote on the guitar that was in the music room
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