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learning to fall and wanting it all. believing in santa clause. a letter you wrote. a promise you b r o k e . knowing when to say yes and when to say no.

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* ZELDA

❝ woah, ❞ zelda breathes out at the human’s harsh bark – palms shooting up in the effort to show that she means no harm. ❝ i come in peace. and sorry for the staring. i might have a little problem with zoning out here and there. it causes all kinds of awkward situations just like this one. ❞ mussed blonde hair spilling across her shoulders as she tilts her head, the quiet child of the moon tries to offer what she hopes is a reassuring smile. ❝ … i tried ordering online once, and let’s just say that the fuzzy, orange monstrosity that i got in the mail was nothing at all like the long gray sweater i saw in pictures online. i feel for you. ❞ 

   “  ugh  ,  ”  alejandra groans.  “  sorry  ,  i’m feeling defensive.  ”  she gives a sigh  --  exhaling her bad energy --  before plastering a tired smile on her face.  “  listen  ,  sometimes i wonder if i should just  ...  go to the mall.  but then i’m like  ...  hm  ,  no.  ”  with nothing else but a shrug  ,  alejandra conveys the complexity of her feelings.  “  like i just love online shopping.  but like  ,  i never return anything and i feel guilty if i don’t wear it at least once.  ”

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* JOHNNY

   johnny smiles easily upon seeing the girl in front of him  ,  feeling no bad vibes from her aura   -   which isn’t all too common these days  ,  especially in forks.   “  oh  !  no  ,  it   -   it isn’t  .  please  ,  y  -  you can sit  ,  if you’d like  !  ”   he laughs a little  ,  a snort escaping just a little  .   “  you can talk if you want  !  i actually wouldn’t mind the company  ,  really  .  ”

   her smile widens at his laugh.  “  great  ,  thank you  !  ”  alejandra slides into the open chair  ,  setting her coffee on the table. “  it’s kind of you to offer.  ”  the girl mentions with an honest grin,  “  any of my friends would call you a brave man for that.  they say i talk too much.  ”

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* EDJUARDO‌

          despite his lack of biological connection to esme,  he’s always seen her as a mother in his eyes.  his mother,  to be exact.  that didn’t mean he loved his own mother any less,  for the rest of eternity he would remember her,  but it’s always been about appreciating and loving them both.  the cullens are a family,  through and through.  ❝  i’m sorry we haven’t been around,  esme.  ❞  he doesn’t bother with an explanation,  not wanting it to sound like an excuse.  ❝  youtube,  huh?  alice put you up to that?  ❞  while there was still a lot to learn,  edward was getting the gist of modern technology.

   “  oh  ,  i don’t mean to  GUILT  you.  ”  she hums as she moves from the doorway to usher him inside  ,  “  just don’t act like strangers.  ”  the look she gives him is entirely disapproving  --  implying she  c o m p l e t e l y  meant to guilt him into pitying little old esme.  “  something like that.  keeps me busy.  that and the other apps.  i’ve been playing  ...  playing  ...  ”  she gives edward a thoughtful look  ,  hoping he’d read her mind and jump in.  “  uh  ...  um  ...  ”  she gives a frustrated sigh.  “  oh  !  candy crush  ?  ”

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* REYVENNA

Comfort isn’t a luxury Rayvenna has always had, unfortunately is simply came with the territory with the life she’s lived. Even so, there were some things Ray could find some small sliver of peace in. Like, as ironic as it may be, she found herself feeling at ease sitting in front of her mother’s grave. It kept her grounded, reminding her that there is some place in this world that she might actually belong for once. The kind of peace that came with being at the grave-site had regrettably lulled the brunette to sleep. Unfortunately for her, the one thing that did manage to wake her had been another person. Ray fearfully jumped up into a seated position, her head whipping to the person. “O-Oh my god. I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to be disrespectful, I swear!” She quickly stood, dusting herself off and hoping the other person would try to scold her for her actions.

   it’s not often that esme comes around to visit the graveyard  ,  but  ,  in her years of experience  ,  she can say that it’s scarce to find someone dozing off in the middle of the organized headstones.  still  ,  esme can’t help but crack a smile at the girl’s reaction to her presence.  “  i’m sure you weren’t  ,  dear.  ”  esme says.  the words are not hollow  --  there’s no judgement in her amber eyes.  “  you’re quite comfortable here.  i’m sure they appreciate such ...  ”  her eyes wander momentarily  ,  thinking before solidly deciding  ,  “  peace.  ”

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* RENESMEE

          THE  GIRL  TENTATIVELY  held  a  leather  sketchbook  in  trembling  hands ,  pretending  to  be  unaffected  by  her  own  ruthless criticism .  the  figure  on  the  page  was  messily  scribbled  with  pastels  ,  smudged  and  bleeding  from  an  earlier  water  spill  ,  but  renesmee  felt  suspiciously  connected  to  the  piece .  sure  that  she  was  being  her  own  worst  critic  she  offered  the  figure  besides  her  a  peek  at  the  weathered  page — ❛ be  honest  with  me ,  i  can  take  it . ❜  the  hybrid  stated ,  biting  on  her  bottom  lip  (  a  habit  she  blamed  on  genetics  ) ,  ❛  of  all  the  things  in  the  world  art  drawing  is  what  i’m  bad  at . ❜  sighing ,  clearly  not  pleased  with  her  work ,  she  shrugged  her  shoulders  as  if  challenging  the  other  person  to  disagree .

   esme takes the book into her hands  ,  relishing proudly in the fact that her granddaughter is an artist after her own heart.  “  ness  --  ”  she breathes  ,  her eyes softening.  “ --  heavens  ,  no.  who told you that  ?  ”  this is  n o t h i n g  like the art that is born from esme’s own creativity  ,  but regardless  ,  she loves it.  she’s proud of it.  she wants to hang it on the fridge.  esme hugs the book to her heart  ,  smiling brightly at renesmee. “  this is beautiful.  amazing.  i ADORE it.  ”

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* REBECCA

rebecca’s eyes stayed fixed on the other for the moment, a small shrug of her shoulders.”i wasn’t judging.”she spoke, eyes looking at her magazine.”but, you know you COULD of sent it back before wearing it out if you REALLY didn’t like it.”she chimed lightly, sipping her drink.”or burnt it..i think the latter option would be the best.”

   “  no offense  ,  i think both options are going to require a lot of effort.  ”  her nose scrunches up  -- seeing as alejandra was an extremely lazy person who handed in the towel at the first signs of difficulty  ,  it was no wonder she shut down the idea immediately.  “  like  ,  i’d need to go to the post office  ,  buy a box  ,  and pack it.  and i’m not even going to touch on the idea of setting it on fire. because i’m probably going to mess that up.  but  ,  yeah  , thanks. ”

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* JACQUELINE

           ❝   your own key,   huh?   ❞   she questions,   a chuckle escaping from her lips.   the only person besides herself with a key is dunya,   her new roommate.   even then,   she was hesitant to let anyone have that kind of access to her home.   ❝   if i gave you your own key,   there’s nothing stopping you from coming in when you please.   ❞   jack grins,   knowing her sister is not one to respect privacy.   still,   she’d think about it.   ❝   except,   i didn’t order this.   ❞

   her jaw drops at her sister’s lack of gratitude.  “  you’re not  complaining  ,  though  ?  ”  alejandra points out  ,  shocked by the betrayal.  “  should i just  ...  just pack up and go  ?  ”  as a challenge  ,  alejandra quickly picks up her plate  ,  beginning to push her food back into the cartons.  “  sorry for intruding.  gotta blast  ,  bye.  ”

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* RENESMEE

     ❛  if  you’re  asking  me , ❜  ness  offered ,  eyeing  the  garment’s  wacky  proportions  ,  ❛ i  think  you  make  it  work . ❜  trying  not  to  offend  the  girl ,  she  quickly  followed  up  with ,  ❛ trust  me  ,  we  all  have  our  off  days  when  it  comes  to  clothes .  this  is  nothing . ❜  dressed  in  a  plain  shirt  ,  oversized  flannel  ,  and  cut  off  shorts  renesmee  was  the  definition  of  ‘ pacific  northwest ’ and  as  far  from  fashionable  as  one  can  get  —  even  for  forks .  ❛  once  i  thought  i   was  buying  a  really  cheap  flatiron  but  it  turned  out  to  be  a  barbie  toy . ❜  she  added ,  trying  to  find  solidarity ;  to  this  day  the  hybrid  kept  the  toy  in  her  jewelry  box  because  it  was  so  damn  ridiculous . 

   because she’s the type to be  i n c o n s o l a b l e  , she gives a huffy sigh.  but  ,  alejandra is caught off guard by her words  --  eyes narrowing.  “  like  ...  ?  how cheap  ?  ”  her mood goes from insufferably insecure  ,  to a sharp  ,  analytical focus as she meet the girl’s GOLDEN eyes  ,  “  because now i’m thinking there might be a market in selling barbie accessories.  ”  momentarily  ,  her mind lapses to a time in which it was saturated in the signature matel pink.

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* ANASTASIA‌

          ❝ NO,     NO, ❞     anastasia spoke quickly,     offering what she hoped was her most convincing smile.     she quite happened to like the pattern of the shirt that the other was wearing.     ❝ zaful,     really?     it’s a very pretty shirt,     in my opinion.     it’s been a long time since i’ve decided to do some shopping online.     perhaps i should start again. ❞     the blonde motioned towards her.     ❝ i know you probably don’t care,     but i think it looks good on you. ❞

   “  THANK YOU  ,  nice of you to lie to me.  ”  alejandra says flippantly.  “ honestly  ,  ”  she starts sagely  ,  ready to impart other - wordly advice to the other  ,  “  it’s  very hit or miss.  i usually only like half the stuff i buy.  i just get too lazy to return everything else.  ”  she gives a snort  ,  gesturing to her current  attire.  “  which  ...  i’m sure we’ve noticed.  ”

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* DIANA‌

                 ❝       I   JUST   DON’T           understand   why   you   keep   buying   clothes   online.       ❞          one   would   think   alejandra   would   learn   better,     eventually.        idly,     she   brushes   at   the   sleeve   of   said   top,     dusting   off   a   stray   thread.        it’s   not   the   worst   outfit   she’s   ever   seen,     but   really.

 ❝       relax,     you   look   fine.        why   did   you   wear   it   out   if   you   hate   it   ?       ❞

   “  BECAUSE  ,  ”  she groans as if that’s answer enough.  seeing that diana doesn’t immediately understand  ,  alejandra clarifies  ,  “  a bikini set for  $  12  ?  spend  $  45  and get free shipping  ?  hello  ,  it’s just math.  ”  yes  ,  she’s a hoe for a good deal.

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❝ what i don’t understand is how you can be so nonchalant in this situation. ❞ / to ale from rach pls !

   alejandra gives a loud  ,  exasperated sigh as she props her legs onto the bed.  “ it’s basically science  ,  rach.  ”  she lifts the can of alcohol to her lips  –  obvious that her nonchalance is attributed to it.  “  if he calls back, great.  if he doesn’t  ,  we drink until we’re passed out in the hallway.  ”  ale gives a dazzling smile as she offers the beer to her.  “  it’s a win-win  ,  so drink up.  ”

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❝ how can i live with myself if i don’t at least try to save you ? ❞ ( alice to esme )

   esme can’t help but press her lips together  as she gives a distinct shake of her head  –  no.  “  don’t you dare.  ”  she says  ,  her voice is thick with emotion.  she loves alice far too much to allow her to do something so reckless for the sake of herself.  instead  ,  she holds out her arms to give her daughter a warm hug.  “  come here  ,  ”  esme says  ,  trying to sound stern.  for all they know  ,  it could be the last one.

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* JACQUELINE

     her gaze follows the food her sister has brought,  thankful,  knowing the fridge is practically empty.  with an exasperated sigh to match her sister’s,  jack closes the door behind them.  ❝  i let you in,  didn’t i?  ❞  the deputy points out,  crossing toward the kitchen cabinet where her plates are stored.  ❝  i am an honored police officer whose word they would certainly believe over yours.  ❞  with two plates and cutlery to match in her hands,  she sets them down in front of her sister and focuses on the food once more.  ❝  you brought food,  which is essentially the key to me opening the door.  ❞

    alejandra waste no time in filling her plate with spring rolls and dumplings.  “  i still think that i should have my own key  ,  ”  the younger girl says with a small shrug.  “  think of it as like  ,  uber eats payment.  ‘cause you know  ,  that’s exactly what i am.  ”

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a list of don’t sentence starters :

❝ don’t you dare touch him/her. ❞

❝ don’t look at me like that; like i matter to you. ❞

❝ i don’t understand why you’re acting this way. ❞

❝ don’t say that to me, [NAME]. not you, of all people. ❞

❝ what i don’t understand is how you can be so nonchalant in this situation. ❞

❝ please don’t make me go. ❞

❝ i don’t want to leave yet. ❞

❝ why don’t you just stay the night ? ❞

❝ don’t you love me anymore ? ❞

❝ no, you don’t understand. ❞

❝ you could, but you just don’t want to. ❞

❝ no matter what happens, don’t forget about me. ❞

❝ don’t say that you love me. ❞

❝ how can i live with myself if i don’t at least try to save you ? ❞

❝ don’t you know better than that by now ? ❞

❝ i don’t want anything to do with you anymore. ❞

❝ i don’t want to live a life without you in it. ❞

❝ your mind games don’t work on me. ❞

❝ i don’t want anything to happen to you. ❞

❝ please don’t miss me once i’m gone. ❞

❝ don’t go breaking my heart. ❞

❝ i don’t think anyone could love you the way i do. ❞

❝ you really don’t understand how much you mean to me, do you ? ❞

❝ i don’t want to die. ❞

❝ now don’t assume that this suddenly means we’re friends. ❞

❝ i don’t want you to be with anyone else. ❞

❝ don’t touch that, it’s valuable ! ❞

❝ ’ just friends ’ don’t look at each other like that. ❞

❝ please don’t cry. ❞

❝ don’t we deserve a happy ending ? ❞

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   “  i know  ,  okay  !  ”  she hisses.  alejandra adjusts the sleeves of her off - the - shoulder top  ,  insecure under what she assumes is a judgemental stare.  “  i bought it on zaful and i DON’T like it.  ”  even if she didn’t know it  ,  ale was lucky like that.  yes  ,  alejandra was someone  f o o l i s h  enough to fall for the clickbait of a facebook ad  ,  but she like many humans  ,  she was blessedly ignorant of any sort of storm brewing on the horizon.

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* BROOD PRUDE

     ❝  no,  not today.  ❞  he grins,  wondering if edward should have dragged them along.  they would have both liked to come had they not been busy,  he knew that.  esme will have to settle for one vampire son.  his arms wrap around his mother’s tiny frame,  a few inches off from being an entire foot taller.  ❝  i missed you too.  how have you been?  keeping yourself out of trouble?  ❞  edward teases,  knowing esme is the least likely of their coven to get into a sticky situation.

   “  i suppose i can settle  ,  ”  she says with a twinkle in her eyes.  esme comes to wrap her arms around his broad shoulders  ,  basking in his presence.  she had no qualms in admitting she had a soft spot for her first adopted son.  “  it’s been awfully lonely without all of you around  ,  but i’ve been watching a lot of youtube.  ”

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* CARLIZZLE

❝  pre-school.  ❞  he  repeated  her  idea  while  looking  at  his  wife.  it  seemed  like  a  good  fit,  a  great  fit  actually.  he  could  see  esme  running  around  after  the  children  and  putting  on  little  shows  for  the  parents.  but  it  hit  a  pang  in  carlisle’s  heart.  sometimes  he  felt  bad  for  something  that  he  couldn’t  control,  that  he  couldn’t  give  esme  the  proper  children  that  she  deserved.  ❝  i  think  pre-school  is  an  excellent  idea.  with  ness  all  grown,  you  need  more  children  in  your  life  again.  you’re  so  naturally  a  mother  to  every  child  you  encounter.  even  if  they  are  over  a  hundred  years  old.  ❞

   yes  ,  guiltily  ,  she wanted to do pre-school because of the children.  while she loved her husband and the family he’d given her  --  she had always had a weakness for toddlers.  but fate was a fickle thing.  “  thank you for the support  ,  my love  ,  ”  she says  ,  leaning in to give him a sweet peck on the lips.  despite the years they’d shared with each other  ,  she still appreciated every single one.  “  have i mentioned how much i love you recently  ?  ”