Taylor Lautner - 67th Annual Golden Globe Awards

I hope wewe like this, it's my first shabiki fiction so please tell me if it's terrible. This chapter is a bit long, the inayofuata one will be shorter :D

I reached the clearing just after Leah, panting like a steam train. I threw my self to the ground as we past the finishing line.
Still think you’re getting faster Embry? Leah thought tauntingly. I bared my teeth then turned to Seth, Leah’s younger brother.
“Impressive.” He grinned looking at the time on the stop watch. “Leah wins kwa a nose. 3 dakika 25 sekunde for Leah and 3 dakika 30 for Embry!”
We were out in the forest messing around...

dedicated to ItsCherenne. for her kind comments.

"bella"
i rolled towards the voice, it was a instant recreation, a reflex, something my body always did for taht voice.
i fluttered my eyes to open, to see a fuzzy black shadow kneeled before me. I groaned, i was soo tired, i that i swear i could jsut crash in front of them.
"Bella" he whispered. i felt his cool breath on my face. oh the smell. I swear the smell was jsut intoxicating, the smell that i remembered anywhere no matter how long i had been without it.
It was somthing no matter how much to lenght of time, this habit never died out.
the...

upendo is the closest thing we have to magic
But It can be hurtful and painful too
it lies in those whos hearts are cold
it glows in those who are true.

You can find it in the least expected places,
It can kill to let upendo go
It can comfort those who are in need of help
It can fight and take over woe

Love is something that never dies,
It stays in the hearts of the gone,
Love is a candle that never goes out,
No one knows where its from

Love is the glue that holds us together,
It is the thing that makes us smile
Without knowing, we rely on love
More then anyone would know

It can kill those who turn against it,...

Two weeks later.

Edward’s POV

I watched over Kayla, waiting for another scream. Bad dreams, she was having. I couldn’t make them out, just flashes and flashes of colour and people’s faces. Always the same colour though, blood red. Her mouth opened in a whimper and then her eyes flew open. She wasn’t awake, still dreaming. Her hands reached out in front of her as she cried out.
“No, take me! Take me!”
I didn’t like seeing her like this. I couldn’t do anything for her. It wasn’t like I could chase the big bad monster away. It was a nightmare.
“Still having those nightmares?”...

Everything was ready. Rosalie had styled my hair in lovely cascading curls with silver pins holding them away from my face. Alice had aliyopewa me a natural look with the make-up. Light foundation, no blusher, long dark eyelashes and a nice pale pink lips. Esme and Sarah helped me into my dress and Rosalie rushed to get my bouquet.
“Is everything sorted?” I asked Esme for the umpteenth time.
“Yes,” she assured me as patient as ever. “Stop worrying.”
I nodded as Sarah tightened the corset of my dress. Esme was crouched down at my feet sorting the many layers of the skirt, upindo of the dress....

I felt an arm stretch across my shoulders. I sighed and turned away from the touch. My face dropped into my hands and I clenched my teeth. If I didn't have this stupid attraction to Vince, nothing would've gone wrong! This is all my fault. I never want to hurt Rachel like this again. Emotionally, the most malicious way to hurt a person. I cried, pinkish tears welled down my face. I squinted as I craned my neck to look at the sparkling sun.
Soon the tears dried and I bit my lip, a habit I'd picked up fom my mother.
"This is so wrong.." I murmered to myself.
"How so?" He questioned numbly....