The vendetta!

As many of you know, Stephenie Meyer's Twilight book series are an obsession in our household. Unless of course there is a stronger word. I, Sarah,(like you even need to know who i am, i'm the only one who writes these things) am insanely excited for the movie to come out. Though I do think, no, I know that it will be a piece of crap compared to the amazing books. I'm sorry, but Robert Pattenson, you are no Edward. I am trying my hardest to accept you, but it is a task too hard to handle. Hopefully before December 12, the holy date, my heart will have softened. But for now I have not replaced the true Edward I have created in my mind with you.

Now for a little story that goes along with talking about these characters. So I went on a bike ride the other day, and decided that i would go to visit a dear dear family friend. Janet Murdock. We were sitting and talking and eventually the subject came to twilight. We began discussing the new book that will be coming out in I believe 15 days(I can hear the heavens singing!) and how amazing it will be. Then the conversation turned to one almost of violence. It was when we started talking about him, Robert Pattinson. The Edward to be in the upcoming movie. I am definitely not a fan. There are numerous reasons for why he should not be the actor for this character. But all is said and done so I have accepted there is nothing I can do to fix this disaster. Anyways, I was literally flailing my arms around complaining about this terrible thing that has happened and Janet was sitting there trying to calm me down and explain to me that I need to accept him. I, being the stubborn girl that I am did not take her advice.

Later that night I come home from young women's and as I am waling up the steps to the door and I see a single piece of paper with a picture of Robert Pattenson which says, come on Sarah, wont you give me a chance to be your Edward? I promise, I wont let you down. Love Robert Pattinson. The first thing that pops into my mind is what? Is this some sort of weird joke? Wait, JANET! I immediately started thinking of how to pay her back. I had a plan, but instead of doing it right away, I decided to go give her a little visit, you know, to make her think all was good. Little did she know that I had a score to settle, a vendetta! So we sat and chatted and I played with her grandchildren and talked about melted M&Ms and she made a few dirty jokes(bet you didn't want me to post that huh Janet? muahaha!) And then I left due to the fact it was now getting dark out.

The next day, yesterday, I decided to go though with my plan. I, and my partners in crime, Kaitlyn and Lizzy, rode over to her house on our bikes. I had a pack with my materials for the payback. On the windshield of her car I put a picture of Robert Pattinson which was poorly printed due to the fact we had no ink, a note that said something about him being so ugly he ruined my printer, and big tomatoes all around him(though now that I think about it, garlic may have been a better plan). I was so scared that she would see me, she was sitting by her computer right through the window that was almost directly in front of the car. I rushed to finish, I taping the pieces on while Kaitlyn rolled little pieces of tape for me. As soon as we were done, we ran to our bikes and rode away yelling, "JANET!!!" Hoping she would go outside and see it before it grew dark outside. When we got to the end of the street I froze and said. "Oh no! I forgot my sunglasses! They're on the hood of her car!" I sat there on my bike seat in terror of what I knew I was going to have to do. Kaitlyn says, "They'll be ok, she will know they're yours and just take them inside" But I could no longer trust Janet! She could have held then hostage! So I quickly rode back and set my bike beside a bush in her front yard. I then stealthily snuck to the front of her car, went to the edge of the front of the car and stuck my hand up, grabbed my sunglasses and ran back to my bike. Whew! I had done it. We rode back home and thought all was well. Little did I know that she would continue this battle.

This morning as we were sitting and watching television, the doorbell rang because a package had arrived so we went to retrieve it. When we were closing the door there was a paper attached to it. Another note from Janet. This one read, "Dearest Sarah, rumor has it that you think my hotness melted your ink while printing my picture. Actually I'm surprised, usually my icy coolness prints quite well...lets test my theory...(then a couple pictures were printed) Yup, I still have it, cool to the touch, yet still smoking hot! I know what you're thinking(No really, I KNOW what your thinking, it's my gift. You're just not listening to your heart. Try harder Sarah, I know you can do this! Robert.

This is just a little note to you Janet, this war, is NOT over!

Story to be continued(until she gives up)...