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This Is Tala's story.....Seth's and Lanise's daughter. I hope you like it!!!
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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.
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''As long as i'm breaking the rules,i'll do it throughly.Letting the chips fall where they may.''
''As long as i'm breaking the rules,i'll do it throughly.Letting the chips fall where they may.''
This is part 3.I've edged it up a bit.Please Enjoy!



THE CULLEN HOUSE,
2:00 AM
''I just...don't know.'' Jasper and I were talking.I had told him everything that was happening.And how,i knew that I was in love with Bella.Even though I don't know her that well.I can tell.Though,Alice's vision,the way i feel about her.And how I feel so protective of her.
''I feel so protective of her...I've never felt like that with anyone before...Not like that..''
I was now venting. ''Huh...You know that the others may not Approve...She's not like us Edward.'' He was trying to reason.I read his thoughts.He didn't...
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Chapter 1:PARTY
I WAS NINETY-NINE POINT NINE PERCENT SURE I WAS dreaming.
The reasons I was so certain were that, first, I was standing in a bright shaft of sunlight–the
kind of blinding clear sun that never shone on my drizzly new hometown in Forks,
Washington–and second, I was looking at my Grandma Marie. Gran had been dead for six
years now, so that was solid evidence toward the dream theory.
Gran hadn't changed much; her face looked just the same as I remembered it. The skin was
soft and withered, bent into a thousand tiny creases that clung gently to the bone underneath.
Like a dried apricot,...
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