Rob Patzz *

Starts right after the end in BD,,,,

Bellas POV

Nessie twirled around in her گلابی tutu. She was دکھانا it of to Rosalie and Jacob, laughing while they clapped for her.
"She sure is good. Dont آپ think Bella?" Jacob asked me as he admirred Nessie, his eyes filled with light.
"Shes better than I was." Rosalie laughed and then Jacob joind in. They had learned how to get along, finally. They both knew that if they ever wanted to see Nessie, the other was sure to be there. Admiration came with its consicuences.
I stood up, leaving the three of them, to go look for Edward. I passed Jasper and Emmett...

Chapter 2: Zane Fletcher.
I was waiting in my car reading over some notes I made -it was just a cover as I waited for the girls- I put my head and saw Zane standing at my door. I got out and looked at his chalky beautiful pale face, he stared back the same way.
"Hi I'm Zane Fletcher" he کہا formally, his voice was so beautiful like an angel. I swayed on my feet but quickly snapped out of it.
"hi"
He smiled and quickly left back to his Saleen S7. I hopped in my car, fantasising as I stared into space.
When I got ہوم I layed on my بستر and wondered off into my thoughts. I wanted to tell Zane that...

The اگلے morning I woke up and it was a school day. I knew I couldnt miss another دن of school just to avoid Michael. I hadnt talked to him یا seen him since well آپ know. I know I can't live in my bedroom for my whole life. I got up and got ready for school. The hot شاور felt so great. I stayed in there way to long cause when I got out I was running late to school. Lucky me Alice saw that I was running late so she pick an outfit out for me. She pick out some jeans and a cute blue شرٹ, قمیض and some heels but I knew I was going to fall in them, oh but they were so cute I wore them anyways....

Maria Hunter found life pretty dull.
For example, living in the barren eastern middle-of-nowhere of Northern Ireland, with little to do and endless countryside stretching in every direction, Maria could think of very few things to lift her from the gloomy silence she retained whilst making her way ہوم from school each day. She wasn’t a difficult child, but she found life so ordinary. School was repetitive, and being one longing for more, Maria did not fit in well and had few friends. Her ہوم life was uninteresting, living in a bungalow with her elderly grandmother, after the unfortunate...