When I woke up, it was still dark outside. I looked over at my clock. 4:46a.m. it said. I threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top. Grabbed my ipod and left a note for Nana and Luke.I walked to the plage bare footed. Once I was on the coastline, I started to run. I ran until the sun started to come up. I sat down in the sand. I took out my ipod and just marveled in its beauty. I saw a figure running towards me. As it got closer, I could make out the broad shoulders and his shorts. It was Justin, I smiled a little. I turned my head towards the sun again. I heard him run par me and then stop. His breathing heavy.
"Hey." He a dit panting sitting suivant to me. He was covered in sweat. I scrunched my nose.
"How many miles did toi run?" I asked him. He looked at me.
"About four miles." He said, H e pulled a bottle of water out his pocket and drank it. I smiled.
"Oh, I ran five, but I didn't get sweaty like you." I laughed. He looked at me in disbelief.
"What's your story?" He asked. I must of looked confused because he kept going."You know, like your life story." I sat up a little.
"Well, I was born here.Then when i was one my Mom moved us down to L.A. We moved to Maine when I was like five, thats where Lucas was born. Now where moving back here so my mom could be closer to work..." I wanted to finish...but he didn't need to know all that, I just meet him, yet I seemed to know him already.
"What about you?" I asked. We got up and started walking back to the road.
"Well, I was born and raised here.That's about it.So, how did toi become a dancer?" He asked. e were walking towards my Nana's house now.
"Well,I've been dancing ever since I could walk....My mom was a ballerina back in L.A, so was my grandmother....What about you?" I asked him.
"I saw Stomp The Yard." He a dit and I laughed.
We stopped in front of my Nana's house.
"Well, I have to go." I said. I walked backwards and didn't turn around until I was in the house. He waved at me and I waved back. I closed the door and slid on the floor. I smiled and screamed a little. I looked up and saw my father, he looked kind of angry.
"Hey." He a dit panting sitting suivant to me. He was covered in sweat. I scrunched my nose.
"How many miles did toi run?" I asked him. He looked at me.
"About four miles." He said, H e pulled a bottle of water out his pocket and drank it. I smiled.
"Oh, I ran five, but I didn't get sweaty like you." I laughed. He looked at me in disbelief.
"What's your story?" He asked. I must of looked confused because he kept going."You know, like your life story." I sat up a little.
"Well, I was born here.Then when i was one my Mom moved us down to L.A. We moved to Maine when I was like five, thats where Lucas was born. Now where moving back here so my mom could be closer to work..." I wanted to finish...but he didn't need to know all that, I just meet him, yet I seemed to know him already.
"What about you?" I asked. We got up and started walking back to the road.
"Well, I was born and raised here.That's about it.So, how did toi become a dancer?" He asked. e were walking towards my Nana's house now.
"Well,I've been dancing ever since I could walk....My mom was a ballerina back in L.A, so was my grandmother....What about you?" I asked him.
"I saw Stomp The Yard." He a dit and I laughed.
We stopped in front of my Nana's house.
"Well, I have to go." I said. I walked backwards and didn't turn around until I was in the house. He waved at me and I waved back. I closed the door and slid on the floor. I smiled and screamed a little. I looked up and saw my father, he looked kind of angry.
The story follows one jour in the life of a very disturbed Edward Cullen as he goes about his jour job. What is his jour job? You'll fine out!
It's rated M for creepiness, language, and disturbing imagery.
Hope toi give it a chance, AND let me know what toi think! Thanks! :-)
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Well I created a fanfiction contest spot two months il y a to acknowledge all of our fantastic writers here but unfortunatly that didn't turn out well... Now I'm going to restart that. Our first contest is done, and I was wondering about the seconde one; Last time only one person participated so this time we need more! If toi are a fanfiction writers, inspired to be writer, likes Twilight, ou anything! Participate in this! It is just a fun thing to do! I know kind of aléatoire but now we can bring all competition into one spot. Read Contest #1 on the club for plus details on rules and prizes and everything. I'm not going to need judges right now though so please don't ask about it... ou toi can ask and just be on the waiting liste I'm about to create!
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As Close To Tristan As I Can Get.
"hey bella going to a party dressing like that." alice pointed at my jeans and t-shirt
"alice its my life let me live it the way i want to live it ok"i said. i cant belive i just a dit that. she stared at me shocked.she started pouting."ouh!fine toi can dress me up. aneways it is a Halloween party." i said"iwasnt gonna tell toi that toi had to dress up.but good thing i did!"she said. i stared at her in shock
1 heure later
"alice!"i yelled.iwas to dolled up to go with edward.too late edward came up and looked at me as like i was famouse."bella."he said. it made me blush.
"alice its my life let me live it the way i want to live it ok"i said. i cant belive i just a dit that. she stared at me shocked.she started pouting."ouh!fine toi can dress me up. aneways it is a Halloween party." i said"iwasnt gonna tell toi that toi had to dress up.but good thing i did!"she said. i stared at her in shock
1 heure later
"alice!"i yelled.iwas to dolled up to go with edward.too late edward came up and looked at me as like i was famouse."bella."he said. it made me blush.
