Post by Isabella Swan on Mar 24, 2008 17:53:04 GMT -4
Name: Isabella Swan{Cullen}
Three Paragraph example of RPing:
For once in the past couple of months since Graduation, Bella Swan and the future Mrs. Cullen did not think about Jacob Black. Sure she loved him, not nearly compared to how much she loved Edward but she honestly didn't think about him. Reason? She had been so focused on spending time with Edward and Alice's wedding plans to even think about anything or one else. Unlike her her financee' she couldn't think of a lot of things at once. And it bugged her. But also delighted her.
She had to admit, she loved how perfect he was. How his bronze hair was so perfect, and mesy after she ran her fingers through it. She also loved his eyes. As they were changed color to match his mood. And, it gave her her favorite color when Edward and her were playing that twenty questions game. Well, could you really call it a game if it was way more then twenty questions and he was the only asking them. Yes, sometimes he did not play fair. But that's one of the things she loved with him.
Once her cinnamin locks were finally shampoo free, Bella grabbed a towel and slid it on her. Then she dried herself off and grabbed a pair of dark blue and light blue pajama pants that Alice had given her, and a gray t-shirt she stole from Edward the last time she was at the Cullens'.
Bella truly felt she was in a movie. As they were so perfect for each other; in ways that Hollywood writers' wrote the main couples. But, they also had their flaws, and fights. Just like every real couple. But they truly were one of a kind. And Bella wouldn't trade it for the world. Or Jacob Black.
Okay so her mind wasn't completely free of the wearwolf. But what could she do? She was making a valiant effort to rid him of her thoughts. But the small wooden charm was dangling on her bracelet. So badly she wanted to take it off sometimes but she knew she couldn't. As Edward said it was who she was. And that was enough to make her leave it on.
After what felt like forever, Isabella placed her hair in a braid and she opened the door quietly to her bedroom, as to not wake Charlie. Her face did light up however, at seeing the love of her life, and half of her soul, laying down on her bed.
Bella's heart began to race as she walked up to him. Seconds later she was curled up to him, and her lips were pressed against his neck, which resulted in a couple of light butterfly kisses. Once she was done with her greeting Bella felt herself crawl under the covers next to him.
But, a horrified, embarrassed expression crossed her face as she realized he was reading her photo album. And she knew the next couple of pictures; were one of her and Jacob Black when they were four years old.
If she just took it from his hands, he would end up asking questions. Which would leave to her in a spot where she would have to talk about the love of her human life. And she didn't want to. That relationship was written for the movies. The perfect couple. But she'd much rather play Juliet in the one she was in. Because she had the perfect Romeo.
So while he stared at a picture, Bella thought of an idea. One that she agreed on. Making him forget about the album. Then she wouldn't have to mention Jacob Black's name. And they could have a fun, care-free night. One that involved just the two of them. As tomorrow; Charlie would be out of town for a Sherrif's Convention. It was somethng about how to treat a scenario if something like what happened in Seattle, though Bella, the wearwolves, and the Cullens already knew the true story; and that the gang simply did not just die or dissolve, but it was truly about them.
In just a few hours time; her father would be out of the house for a week. Which still left him plenty of time to get back for the wedding. A month before her birthday.
As her mind began to wander; Bella quickly let it concentrate o distracting Edward. So she did the one thing she knew that would distract him; no matter how hard he tried not to.
Bella let herself un-crawl from under the covers which allowed her to move behind him. Where she pressed her lips to his cold neck again. But this time she placed a couple of more kisses there. Then she re-arranged herself so that she was in front of him, and her lips were on his. With that being done, Bella carefully added passion to it, even if he didn't want it. Though she knew he did. Espcially after that day in the meadow. When he tried to get her to give into the rules so she wasn't trying to please anyone else. Finally she broke apart and rested her forehead against his, hoping that he had forgotten about the book in his hands. And praying that Charlie did not decide to wake up.
Three Paragraph example of RPing:
For once in the past couple of months since Graduation, Bella Swan and the future Mrs. Cullen did not think about Jacob Black. Sure she loved him, not nearly compared to how much she loved Edward but she honestly didn't think about him. Reason? She had been so focused on spending time with Edward and Alice's wedding plans to even think about anything or one else. Unlike her her financee' she couldn't think of a lot of things at once. And it bugged her. But also delighted her.
She had to admit, she loved how perfect he was. How his bronze hair was so perfect, and mesy after she ran her fingers through it. She also loved his eyes. As they were changed color to match his mood. And, it gave her her favorite color when Edward and her were playing that twenty questions game. Well, could you really call it a game if it was way more then twenty questions and he was the only asking them. Yes, sometimes he did not play fair. But that's one of the things she loved with him.
Once her cinnamin locks were finally shampoo free, Bella grabbed a towel and slid it on her. Then she dried herself off and grabbed a pair of dark blue and light blue pajama pants that Alice had given her, and a gray t-shirt she stole from Edward the last time she was at the Cullens'.
Bella truly felt she was in a movie. As they were so perfect for each other; in ways that Hollywood writers' wrote the main couples. But, they also had their flaws, and fights. Just like every real couple. But they truly were one of a kind. And Bella wouldn't trade it for the world. Or Jacob Black.
Okay so her mind wasn't completely free of the wearwolf. But what could she do? She was making a valiant effort to rid him of her thoughts. But the small wooden charm was dangling on her bracelet. So badly she wanted to take it off sometimes but she knew she couldn't. As Edward said it was who she was. And that was enough to make her leave it on.
After what felt like forever, Isabella placed her hair in a braid and she opened the door quietly to her bedroom, as to not wake Charlie. Her face did light up however, at seeing the love of her life, and half of her soul, laying down on her bed.
Bella's heart began to race as she walked up to him. Seconds later she was curled up to him, and her lips were pressed against his neck, which resulted in a couple of light butterfly kisses. Once she was done with her greeting Bella felt herself crawl under the covers next to him.
But, a horrified, embarrassed expression crossed her face as she realized he was reading her photo album. And she knew the next couple of pictures; were one of her and Jacob Black when they were four years old.
If she just took it from his hands, he would end up asking questions. Which would leave to her in a spot where she would have to talk about the love of her human life. And she didn't want to. That relationship was written for the movies. The perfect couple. But she'd much rather play Juliet in the one she was in. Because she had the perfect Romeo.
So while he stared at a picture, Bella thought of an idea. One that she agreed on. Making him forget about the album. Then she wouldn't have to mention Jacob Black's name. And they could have a fun, care-free night. One that involved just the two of them. As tomorrow; Charlie would be out of town for a Sherrif's Convention. It was somethng about how to treat a scenario if something like what happened in Seattle, though Bella, the wearwolves, and the Cullens already knew the true story; and that the gang simply did not just die or dissolve, but it was truly about them.
In just a few hours time; her father would be out of the house for a week. Which still left him plenty of time to get back for the wedding. A month before her birthday.
As her mind began to wander; Bella quickly let it concentrate o distracting Edward. So she did the one thing she knew that would distract him; no matter how hard he tried not to.
Bella let herself un-crawl from under the covers which allowed her to move behind him. Where she pressed her lips to his cold neck again. But this time she placed a couple of more kisses there. Then she re-arranged herself so that she was in front of him, and her lips were on his. With that being done, Bella carefully added passion to it, even if he didn't want it. Though she knew he did. Espcially after that day in the meadow. When he tried to get her to give into the rules so she wasn't trying to please anyone else. Finally she broke apart and rested her forehead against his, hoping that he had forgotten about the book in his hands. And praying that Charlie did not decide to wake up.