Kristen & Robert Arriving @ Jimmy Kimmel Taping

I sit on the سوفی, لٹانا with a hint of boredom. I pull back my شرٹ, قمیض and see the bump on my stomach. I did notice it before, but just thought I was getting fat.

I rub my fingers across my stomach, and try to picture the little boy in my womb.

I could try to come up with a name for him. that would give me something to do.

"hey Jake." I shout into the اگلے room.

"What?" he walks into the room with a wrench in his hands.

"What do آپ want to name him?" I look at his face and see little interest.

"I don't know, namings not really my thing."

"What, are آپ saying آپ don't want to name our son?" I can...

This is my new fanfiction. Its a little different to the others i had پہلے at writing. But I hope thats a good thing.


Hell had just broken loose. “You can’t see Jacob for a while, آپ understand Renesmee?” What on earth was dad talking about why couldn’t I see Jacob.

“WHY?” I screeched

“BECAUSE IT’S GETTING IN THE WAY OF YOUR SCHOOL GRADES.” Dad shouted back.

This just wasn’t fair. Jacob had nothing to do with school. My school grades were my responsibilities and if I wasn’t doing as well as I could, then that was up to me to sort out, not Dad. And banning me from seeing Jacob...