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| upp ' Please tell me just one little theory.' His eyes still smoldered at me. ' Um, well, bitten by a radioactive spider?' Was he a hypnotist, too? Or was I just a hopeless pushover? ' That's not very creative,' he scoffed. ' I'm sorry, that's all I've got,' I said, miffed. ' You're not even close,' he teased. ' No spiders?' ' Nope.' ' And no radioactivity?' ' None.' ' Dang,' I sighed. ' Kryptonite doesn't bother me either,' he chuckled. -- Edward and Bella I'd never given much thought to how I would die--though I'd had reason enough in the last few months--but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.-- BellaThese violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,Which, as they kiss, consume.-- Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI .gif) © by Alyssa. Don't copy! 
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