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posted by renesmeblack
wewe know Robert's song, Never Think, is on the Twilight soundtrack, right? Well my dad overheard me listening to the song and alisema he has NO TALENT.
I don't geddit. He says the bands I listen to have no talent. I say Robert has tons of talent, but some people just don't SEE it. I think he's great for the role of Edward, and his voice is awesome, but I guess it's the way he sang for the recording.

Anyways, I want to let all of wewe know is that my dad will never change his tastes. I hate that. He'll keep bothering me because I'd ended my Jonas Brothers' Stage. He'll bother me because my sister listens to Hannah Montana/ Miley Cyrus. Why does he bother me further when I stay in the Twilight Stage?!!! I saw how big this fanspot is, and whoa, if my dad saw this, he'd lay off.
*Giggle*
I upendo Twilight, and hopefully, that'll NEVER change. Oops, baby brother on the prowl.
See ya!
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*by Stephenie Meyer*



TWILIGHT - chapter 17 - THE GAME


It was just beginning to drizzle when Edward turned onto my street. Up until that moment, I'd had no doubt that he'd be staying with me while I spent a few interim hours in the real world.
And then I saw the black car, a weathered Ford, parked in Charlie's driveway - and heard Edward mutter something unitelligible in a low, harsh voice.
Leaning away from the rain under the shallow from porch, Jacob Black stood behind his father's wheelchair. Billy's face was impassive as stone as Edward parked my truck against the curb. Jacob stared down,...
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