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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 1:08 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 6:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 11:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 10:41 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 3:39 pm
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But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die.
Genesis 2:17
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After the few seconds it took to scarf down the large breakfast that he was forced to make for himself, Jacob Black quickly leaped into the kitchen, grabbed the remaining piece of darkened bread from the toaster, and sprinted to the door. He felt as if he was already late, even though he knew it was about an hour before school actually let in. He wanted to hurry to school and get it over with so that he could come home and hopefully finish the Volkswagen Rabbit in the garage that he'd been working on for who-knows-how-long.
In his rush to get out, he almost tripped on the metal insulating the house from the outside world that was screwed to the floor under the front door. He bit down on the toast in frustration - he usually wasn't this clumsy. That's when he noticed his good friend Embry leaning on the house siding. Crap, he thought to himself. Now I bet he'll just laugh at me. Probably pick at me about it all day, too. He silently cursed himself before smiling, the toast still dangling in his mouth, in greeting at the other Quileute.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 7:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 9:08 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 1:13 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 4:08 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 9:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 11:33 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 9:53 am
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(I'm so, so sorry, everyone. I would've been back sooner, but there was an earthquake and I live almost right on top of the San Andreas Fault.))
Brushing Alice's cheek gently, Jasper stood and walked toward the door. Opening it, he came face to face with his mother figure. She had said something about a girl named Liz. Liz, the name sounded familar, but he couldn't quite put a face to the name. Furrowing his brows he tried to recall who exactly that was.
Not able to figure it out, and not wanting to appear ignorant, he began going down the stairs toward the door. Even if he'd forgotten her, he'd figure out who she was soon enough.
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"Very graceful," Embry teased, snickering lightly. "Trying out for the nutcracker?"
While he was shier than his two friends, Embry still teased them for things like this. And quite frankly, Jacob needed to be teased for this. He looked so rediculous with the piece of toast dangling from his mouth, and even more so when he was shooting out of the doorway like a bird that had been shot.
"So, are you going to school, or are you practicing for the ballet?" He asked still taunting.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2008 10:31 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 10:40 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2008 10:34 pm
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Jasper opened the door in a fluid motion. "Hello. Liz, right?"
He looked at the girl with a mixture of curiousity and worry. I still didn't quite remember her, though he now had a face for the name. His eyes widened fractionally as she doubled over in a coughing fit.
He held a hand out for her to take, to steady her. "Do you ned to sit down?" he asked, worridly.
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"Since you were two," Embry commented, smiling jokingly at his friend.
As they walked, he fell in step with Jacob. Walking away from Jacob's house, he looked back at his friend's garage. Quietly, he wondered how close the other boy was to finishing the rabbit. Hopefully he wouldn't finish before Embry finished fixing his bike. He didn't want to be the one walking while the other drove by in a taunting manner.
"So are you going to the beach with my and Quil today, or are you too busy practicing your wonderful dancing, twinkle-toes?"Embry asked, pulling his attention away from the car.
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