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But first the stupid disclaimer!

Disclaimer: Obviously I do not own Charmed or the Twilight saga, if I did there would be far more slash, far less drama, and the Vampires wouldn't sparkle. (That's my opinion and damn it, I am intitled to it, you have a problem with it keep it to yourself, I don't make fun of the sparkley Vampires in the actual story.)

P.S. You are more than welcome to send me "flame" reviews, it is your opinion and you have the right to it, however I also have the right to mine. So, when it comes to reviewing be warned that if you are not nice to me, I do not feel like I should have to be nice to you. Therefore, if you are mean in your reviews, I will reply back as being a betch (yes I relized that is an "e" and not an "i", watch a Kelly video by Liam Sullivan and you will understand it.) Also with the reviews I do not want to hear
about the tiny little mistakes I made, unless it was major or had to do directly with the character...I do not want to hear about it, worry about your own stories or something.

P.S.S. I apologize now for if the Twilight characters seem out of character. I'm going off of what I know from the movies, friends, wikipedia, and wikia. If you have any advice then I would much appreciate it.

'Blooded Black Roses'
A Twilight/Charmed story
Chapter Three: Pillow Knockouts
Written By: Tala-Paige

(WITH SETH)

I don't know who the boy was exactly, but since he bumped into me I haven't been able to stop thinking about him. I usually look forward to going on patrol, I love becoming the wolf, but tonight I was glad that I wasn't. Having the guys be able to hear my thoughts about him would be super embarrassing. I haven't felt like this before, I mean I've had crushes before, Julia who used to go live here before her family had to move, and then there was a boy, Leo, that I met on the trip to Portland, Oregon.

There shouldn't have been anything special about this boy, but for some reason it felt like there was so much more to it, to the boy. He wore pretty simple clothing, nothing to flashy, just a plain gray shirt, light black jeans, black hiking boots, and a green zip-up hoodie. His hair was a medium brown color, and while it was shaggy it was also still short in length. I don't think I will ever forget his eyes though, he had green eyes that seemed to have an almost gold tint to them. I felt like I was staring out into the green coloring of the ocean while the sun is reflecting off of the sand underneath it.

All of a sudden I was literally knocked out of my thoughts by a pillow, a pillow that my sister Leah was holding. "What was that for?" I asked as I reached to rum my head, I can never use the phrase 'you hit like a girl' again thanks to Leah. Even before Leah and I first became Shifters, she always hit really hard.

"I've been calling you for ten minutes now, that is what that was for. You know, if you think any harder you are going to lose what brain cells you have managed to keep so far."

"So you hit me?"

"You're right. That was stupid of me, let me help you look for the cells I might have knocked out." Sometimes I think Leah is the only one that truly gets her humor.

"Ha ha, what did you want, other than to beat me up with my own pillow?"

"Mom wanted me to let you know that dinner will be ready soon. So. What were you thinking so hard about?"

"Nothing."

Cursed, my cheeks are burning, please don't notice, please don't, "Oh! I see now. It isn't a matter of what you were thinking about, it's a matter of who." Damn it, "Come on tell me."

I will never understand my sister, one minute she is trying to be humorous about my intelligence and the next she is reminding me of a little kid in a candy store jumping around, "I don't have to tell you anything."

"Yes you do, I'm your older sister. I know every way imaginable of how to annoy you. You can save us both a lot of trouble by just telling me now."

"The new kid, alright are you happy now!" I clearly give in much to easy, but Leah can be a very scary person when she wants to figure out something.

"You mean Victor's grandson, Chris?"

"I guess so."

"At least you picked someone hot to have a crush on."

I'm getting redder now, that is just great, "I don't have a crush on anyone. He was just a cute boy and I happened to be drawn in by his eyes, that's all."

I don't know what I said but for a second by the look in Leah's eye I wished I could take it all back. She had this far off, sad look in her eyes, then all of sudden it was gone and she gave me a small smile, "You're right."

Okay I am utterly confused now, "What?"

"You don't have a crush on him," Next thing I know Leah is hugging me and then whispering in my ear like she's telling me a secret, "You imprinted." Oh Spirits, what have I done now!

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