Kellan Lutz In Miami - 06 Feb 2010

“What?!” Charlie was looking from me to Gabriel to me to Tess over and over again. He finally caught on to what I had sinabi five minutes. I had a hand on Gabriel’s shoulder as a soothing gesture and to restrain him. Instinct had completely taken over him, I saw that when I read his mind. If he Nawawala control now, especially when he hadn’t fed, it could be catastrophic.
I could see Charlie’s mind working hard to figure out why I wasn’t defending Tess. Hadn’t I sinabi just five minutos nakaraan how much I trusted and liked her? Well, that was before I knew. I looked at Lexi for confirmation...

A Youtube Script:
Episode Twelve:
*Pregnant Slut Thoughts*
Edward’s P.O.V:
*thinking*
My sister was…
Holy Crap!!!
What the????
*done thinking*
Edward: *walks out* Guys…Alice is…
Jasper: *looks up from the ground*
Edward: *gulps* Having Triplets.
Bella: Oh my god!
Rosalie: Seriously?
Edward: *nods* Yes.
Jasper: Where is she? How is she? Triplets?
Edward: She’s still asleep. ASLEEP. She passed out. I got her revived. I’m still not sure how she’s asleep.
Emmett: *claps* Well, let’s go wake her up! *start walking toward Alice’s room*
Edward: *blocks him* Ah, Ah, Ah! No. Let her be. She’s pregnant...

from the kalye bellow came the nighttime in a slummier part of seattle some music with heavy brass a couple of people walking with nervous fast steps some drunk bum pag-awit off key in the distance.

"you`re bree right?" diego asked "one of the nebies"
i didnt like that newbie. whatever. "yeah im bree but i didnt come in with the last group. im almost three months old"
"pretty slick for a three monther" he sinabi " not many of us would of been able to leave the scene of the acsident like that " it was like a complitment like he was really inpressed.
"didnt want to mix it up with raouls freaks"
he...

3 months later...


"Come on." I whispered as i listened to Jacob's phone ring on the other end. "Pick up."
I whiped down the kusina counters to give myself something to do. "Pick up, pick up, pick up."
"Hey it's Jake. Leave a message." His voicemail picked up.
I rolled my eyes. "Jake. What good does it do to have a phone if you never answer. I could be dying!" I huffed and hung up.
I set the house phone back on the hook and went into our room. I made the kama and grabbed the dirty towels from our bathroom. I pick up Jake's jeans and his cell phone fell out of his back pocket. "Ugh." I groaned...