The Wolf's Story (Twilight, After Breaking Dawn)

I'm sorry but our site at night and trying to get home so we kapıydı.biz but it's out and I can not understand who are you talking of things happened to the previous site

What are you talking about?

I say that what happened to the old site?

Someone deleted it and then they re-decorated.

What do you think happened to the old site yaa us who are you please send the answer immediately

It just got redecorated. Nothing new happened. Everything that was here before still is. I think.

The site was deleted about 3 months ago...then we re-decorated this one a couple of weeks ago...everything is still here

Jacob makes me laugh Namine..keep writing

((Will do.))

Q.P.O.V.

I tapped my foot gently on the carpet in Claire’s room. I was sitting on her bed watching her do her homework. “Almost done.” She announced. “Only two more problems.”

I nodded though she couldn’t see me and lay back on her bed staring at the ceiling. A few moments Claire was laying on top of me “Whatcha lookin’ at?” She asked.

“You.” I told her. I hugged her to me gently so when I stood up she wouldn’t fall.

She stood up and walked over to her desk she was previously doing homework at. She shuffled the papers into a some-what organized pile. She grabbed my hand and led me out to her back-yard (A.K.A woods).

The Cullens aren’t the only ones with a clearing and she led me out to her small one. She started to climb a tree. “Claire! That’s not safe!” I called up to her.

She laughed and kept climbing and I followed her to make sure she was safe.

A few hours later I was back waiting in her room. She was going to a sleep-over hosted by the popular crowd at her school. I wandered to the bathroom she was getting ready in and knocked softly. “May I come in?”

“Of course.” She said opening the door to reveal her trying to put her hair up in some complicated loop thing.

“Need some help?” I asked stepping in behind her.

“Please.” She said handing me directions she had printed out.

It took me a couple of tries but I got it looking like the picture. “Thank you.” She said hugging me.

“You’re welcome.” I said kissing the top of her head.

“Do you think they’ll like me?” She asked looking up at me with big, worried eyes.

“Of course they will, you’re sweet and nice and funny.” I said.

“C’mon Quil, be serious. If they hate me I can flush my reputation down the toilet.” She said.

“I am serious.” I said. “Now c’mon you’re going to be late.”

Namine wrote:

The Cullens aren’t the only ones with a clearing and she led me out to her small one. She started to climb a tree. “Claire! That’s not safe!” I called up to her.

She laughed and kept climbing and I followed her to make sure she was safe.

Aww! That is So sweet!
Quil and Claire siting in a tree. K-i-s-s-i-n-g!
That is So cute!

Haha, yeah.

Did they kiss in the tree?
Or were you agreeing with the cute coment?

Agreeing with the cute coment.

oh. Yeah they were.

Soooo cute xD

that is so cute i just read the whole thing. I luv it. it is so good. keep writeing.

((Thank you all.))

E.P.O.V.

I had been home for a while; Abby’s mom had come home around threeish. I stared at the ceiling willing tomorrow to come faster so I could see Abby. I had done all I could think of. I’d phased about eighteen million times, watched seven Disney Channel marathons, cooked dinner, washed dishes, did laundry, cleaned the house top to bottom, washed already clean dishes, ironed. I was running out of things to do.

I was just about to got out and phase again when I heard a knock on the door. It was Abby’s mother who was in tears. “Abby… strawberries… allergic… hospital.” She said between sobs.

I pulled on my shoes and lead her out to her car which I drove to the hospital. In a few moments she was calm enough to explain that her neighbor, who had Abby-sitting after me, accidentally gave Abby toast with homemade strawberry jam and Abby was now in the hospital. The allergic reaction was very mild but she needed medicine and Abby’s mom felt I should know.

We arrived at the hospital and I sprinted down to pediatric care. I found Abby’s room and walked in to find a normal looking Abby. I sat down on the edge of the bed it rustled with my weight. Abby looked up at me, tear tracks etched on her child face. “They poked me,” she said fresh tears forming. “I was sick and they poked me and now I’m better.”

“Shhh,” I said. “You’re okay now, they made you feel better.”

“When do I go back home, mommy wouldn’t let me get Mr. Teddy.” She said.

“As soon as they let you sweetie, as soon as they let you.”

Yup.

that is so sweet a least embry has someone now.. keep writeing it is so good can't wait to read more

((Yeah, and okie dokie.))

J.P.O.V.

I went out side for the umpteenth time because Kim was trying on the wedding dress. I sat in the grass, and started again on another grass bracelet. I nearly finished this one before I had to go inside to try on the suit for the umpteenth time.

They poked me with pins and stuff trying to make adjustments. “Ouch!” I yelped when someone stuck me hard and drew blood.

“Sorry!” She said looking for a band-aid; it had healed by the time she had found one.

They continued poking me and measuring and I nearly nodded off just standing there. It turned out as substitute alpha you’re job was to run ten million more patrols.

I was awoke to yet another pin-prick. “Could you guys get better at you’re aim?” I asked.

“Sorry.” Said the girl with frizzy red hair who had poked me last time. Kim’s relative or something. “I’m going into design as a major, and I needed practice with this stuff and Kim let me come work on you’re tux. I know I stink, but I try at least.” She said.

“It’s okay,” I told her. “Not poking people isn’t one of my specialties either.”

“You’re in design?” She asked in shock.

“Nope, but I tried to put buttons on three-year-olds as a volunteer pre-k teacher, if that counts. I poked every one of them.” I said laughing.

LOL
It seems that all the guys and Leah have something to do with young kids.
Or did at some point.

yea i know i agree with u

((Speaking of Leah, her P.O.V. is next.))

P.P.O.V.

Jake hadn’t come back, not that I expected him too. I was sitting on his couch watching some chick-flick with Rachel who was really in to it. “Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed.

“What?!” I asked alarmed.

“Brandon told Cara he loved her when really Cara likes Brian but Cara told Brandon that she loves him to. So now Cara is dating Brian and Brandon. But Brian also told Christina that he loves her so now he’s dating Cara and Christina!”

“Oh, wow. That’s bad.” I said.

“Of course it is.” She said whacking my arm with a pillow.

“But then, Brain will tell-” she started.

“Don’t ruin it!” I interrupted.

She sighed and fell back onto the couch. “Fine.”

“I’m sorry, don’t be mad.” I said. “Tell me the ending, tell me everything just please don’t be mad.”

“Calm down.” She said. “I’m not mad.”

“Oh, well, I’m sorry.”

“For what?” she asked.

“I dunno, telling you not to ruin it.” I said.

She shrugged. “It’s fine, I don’t care.”

“Ok.” I said also falling back onto the couch. I put my arm around her and continued watching the movie.

LOL
this is Really good!
I love it!
Poor Paul.
I bet he doesn't understand a thing about soap operas.

lol poor paul he has to watch a chick flick
i think it is cute how they don't want their imprintees to be upsett or sad