This Is Tala's story.....Seth's and Lanise's daughter. I hope you like it!!!
~♥♥NeeNee14♥♥~
I looked out my window, It was sunny.I put on my bikini some shorts and a t-shirt. I grabbed my beach bag and walked downstairs.
"Nana, I'm going to the beach." I said as I walked into the kitchen..Lucas was eating some cereal.
"Okay Sweetie,just remember to put on sunscreen." She said. I shook my head okay and kissed her on the cheek and left.
I walked down to the beach and put down my towel. I took off my shorts and a t-shirt, and start putting on some sunscreen. I put my hair, that was down to my waist, in a bun and layed down on the towel, soaking up some sun.
"Ouch!" I yelled. I opened my eyes and looked at the oblject that hit me. I picked it up and walked over to a group of boys.
"Hey!" I said to them, they all looked at me, somebody whistled. A boy with black curly hair, brown eyes, and abs you could wash clothes on stood up.
"You found our ball." He said and put out a hand for it. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Actually your ball found me...and your not getting it back." I said matter-o-factly. I walked away. Some one grabbed me on my shoulder. It was the guy who spoke to me.
"I'm sorry about my friends, but they were trying to get your attention." He said and smiled at me.
"Well they got it, but you're still not getting it back." I said. I looked down at my watch.
"I have to go." I said.
I pulled up to a warehouse building in Seattle. I heard the music from all the way out here. I couldn't wait to show them what I had. I walked in and stood toward the center. I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned around, it was the guy from the beach, he smiled at me. I smiled back.
"I didn't know you Krumped." He yelled at me over the music.
"I don't look like a dancer?" I yelled back.
"You look like one, but not a krumper, more of a ballerina." He smiled at me...I laughed.
"I'm Justin."He said and held out his hand, I took it.
"I'm Tala." I said and turned my attention back to where the dancers were.
~♥♥NeeNee14♥♥~
I looked out my window, It was sunny.I put on my bikini some shorts and a t-shirt. I grabbed my beach bag and walked downstairs.
"Nana, I'm going to the beach." I said as I walked into the kitchen..Lucas was eating some cereal.
"Okay Sweetie,just remember to put on sunscreen." She said. I shook my head okay and kissed her on the cheek and left.
I walked down to the beach and put down my towel. I took off my shorts and a t-shirt, and start putting on some sunscreen. I put my hair, that was down to my waist, in a bun and layed down on the towel, soaking up some sun.
"Ouch!" I yelled. I opened my eyes and looked at the oblject that hit me. I picked it up and walked over to a group of boys.
"Hey!" I said to them, they all looked at me, somebody whistled. A boy with black curly hair, brown eyes, and abs you could wash clothes on stood up.
"You found our ball." He said and put out a hand for it. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Actually your ball found me...and your not getting it back." I said matter-o-factly. I walked away. Some one grabbed me on my shoulder. It was the guy who spoke to me.
"I'm sorry about my friends, but they were trying to get your attention." He said and smiled at me.
"Well they got it, but you're still not getting it back." I said. I looked down at my watch.
"I have to go." I said.
I pulled up to a warehouse building in Seattle. I heard the music from all the way out here. I couldn't wait to show them what I had. I walked in and stood toward the center. I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned around, it was the guy from the beach, he smiled at me. I smiled back.
"I didn't know you Krumped." He yelled at me over the music.
"I don't look like a dancer?" I yelled back.
"You look like one, but not a krumper, more of a ballerina." He smiled at me...I laughed.
"I'm Justin."He said and held out his hand, I took it.
"I'm Tala." I said and turned my attention back to where the dancers were.
EDWARD'S PEA COAT
''Everybody wants to know where his pea coat came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture or color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final design on a combination of other styles of pea coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''
''Everybody wants to know where his pea coat came from!'' exclaims the costumer. Unfortunately, it is a one-of-a-kind piece (er, sort of: three to four were made for filming purposes) which Chuck herself crafted after not being able to find the perfect one. ''We needed the right fit, [and] I couldn't find anything in the right shade of gray,'' she recalls. ''Catherine [Hardwicke, the director] is really big on back story for her characters and anything that can help that, even if it's in a texture or color of clothes.'' After considering ''probably 20 swatches,'' Chuck went with one from Mood Fabrics and based her final design on a combination of other styles of pea coats. In the end, his turned out as ''a classic shape with a modern twist.''
im in the devils playground
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell
dont know anyone round here
i will try to stand my ground
and not let anyone sense my fear
cant confisgate a reality that is based on lies
i will not negociate with my pride
foolish as i was i am no longer that person
yes try to hold my gaze
my will wont lesson
and i am in the devils playground
i have my own toys
i try to not look around
to the erie noise
scrapping nails apon the pavement
and dried blood up on the walls
a smell that so nauseating
i feel i might fall
light headed i cant be
not in this place anyways
i walk further trying to find a way out of this place.
how did i get here where did i go wrong my morbid curisoty
of a unrealistic song.driven to a brink thats almost sickning
i cant find myself.a way out of the devils playground. my own personal hell