A/N: This story is dedicated to my friend Anna, as a birthday present :) Happy early birthday! Hope you'll like it.
The song Rosalie's singing is Long live by Taylor Swift. I'm in love with that song, it's magical. Not really sure if the song makes this a songfic.
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. I just have fun with the characters.
"How do I look?"
I looked up from the book I was reading at my boyfriend of almost a year. He was standing in front of me, nervously pulling at the blue robe he was wearing. A matching blue hat on his head.
"Great. Much more handsome than all the other teenagers wearing blue robes at school today," I laughed as Jasper pouted at me.
"Shut up, I'm nervous, okay?" He smiled as he sat down beside me.
"You'll do great. All you have to do is go up there on stage when the principal calls your name and thank him for giving you a diploma and for letting you spend the best years of your life rotting away in high school."
"High school isn't that bad," he laughed.
"Well, it'll be now, when my boyfriend goes off to college without me. And takes his ice-queen of a sister with him."
" I can't help I'm a year older than you. Speaking of the devil, here she comes."
"I heard that," Jasper's twin sister Rosalie muttered as she stopped in front of us. She was wearing the same thing as her brother.
"You know we love you Rose. You nervous?"
"Why should I be? I'm only going to sing in front of the whole school and all the students families."
"I still don't get why anyone would do that by their own free will. You sure you weren't drugged before the principal asked you?" Bella, Jasper's youngest sister, said as she walked into the room.
"No, I'm pretty sure I wasn't drugged. But then again, you never know."
"Anyway, what I really was going to say was, 1. Mum wanted me to inform you that we'll have to leave soon if we want to be there on time and 2. If you say something embarrassing about your family before you sing that song me and Alice will find ourselves forced to kill you."
"Kill me? Why?"
"Because you could say something that destroys mine and Alice's social life for the rest of our high school time. And that would be bad."
"I didn't know you cared that much about your social status Bells," Jasper said, looking at her. She blushed.
"Well...I...um.."
"She likes this guy named Jake. They're in the same biology class." Alice said as she danced through the door, sitting down beside me on the sofa. Bella glared at her and if looks could kill, Alice would be nothing but a stain on the carpet.
"Wait...Jake? The guy that's your lab partner?" Rosalie said and whistled when Bella nodded, "I never knew you had such a good taste."
"Yeah, cause your taste is good. You always like guys who look like they're in the gym 24/7 and whose goal in life seems to be being a muscle mountain with absolutely no brain and to have a barbie wife with to much plastic surgery," Jasper said, rolling his eyes and laughing as Rose gave him the finger.
"Fuck you."
Esme, their mother, chose that exact moment to walk through the door.
"No swearing Rose. Have any of you seen Emmett? Because we really need to leave now if the two of you want to graduate this year, so I suggest you go to the car."
"I think I saw Emmett in the kitchen. He was eating something that looked like leftover pizza," Alice informed her mother as she went past her, out of the living room.
After some last minute crazy running around trying to find stuff, everyone was sitting in the car and we were driving the four minute drive to the school. Jasper and Rosalie went and sat down with their classmates in the front and I followed the rest of their family to the back of the room and sat down. After a few moments of trying to get himself heard over the talking crowd the principal finally got the microphone working.
"1, 2, 3. Testing. Can you here me?" There was a chorus of voices answering him and he smiled.
"Good. Then I would love to welcome you all to this fine day here at Forks high school. Today we are gathered here to say goodbye to our latest seniors who are now graduating." Another chorus of voices shouting was heard, this time from the seniors themselves.
"All I have to say is that we're going to miss all of you very much here at Forks High and that I hope your future lives become what you want them to be. Good luck!" The principal smiled and bowed while people clapped. Then a few other people talked about how much they would miss everyone who was leaving and then finally (at least on my part) it was time for Rose's song. Bella, who was sitting beside me, sat with her hands covering her eyes when her sister walked on stage. I heard her mumbling something that sounded like "please don't say anything embarrassing, please don't say anything embarrassing" over and over again. Rose cleared her throat and looked out over the audience.
"Hi," she smiled, "how do you all feel today? Excited?" Her words were met by cheering.
"A couple of weeks ago our principal asked me if I wanted to hold a speech for you. It's an honour to be asked, so of course I said yes. But, as I'm rubbish at writing, especially long speeches, I'm going to sing a song instead. Hope that's okay with you." More cheering from the crowd. Rosalie nodded to the band and the music began playing.
I said remember this moment
In the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands
The crowds in stands went wild
We were the kings and the queens
And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same
You held your head like a hero
On a history book page
It was the end of a decade
But the start of an age
Long live the walls we crashed through
All the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming, "long live all the magic we made"
And bring on all the pretenders
One day we will be remembered
I said remember this feeling
I passed the pictures around
Of all the years that we stood there on the sidelines
Wishing for right now
We are the kings and the queens
You traded your baseball cap for a crown
When they gave us our trophies
And we held them up for our town
And the cynics were outraged
Screaming, "this is absurd"
'Cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped up jeans got to rule the world
Long live the walls we crashed through
All the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
I was screaming, "long live all the magic we made"
And bring on all the pretenders
I'm not afraid
Long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life
Fighting dragons with you
I was screaming, "long live the look on your face"
And bring on all the pretenders
One day we will be remembered
Hold on to spinning around
Confetti falls to the ground
May these memories break our fall
And you take a moment
Promise me this:
That you'll stand by me forever
But if God forbid fate should step in
And force us into a goodbye
If you have children someday
When they point to the pictures
Please tell them my name
Tell them how the crowds went wild
Tell them how I hope they shine
Long live the walls we crashed through
I had the time of my life with you
Long, long live the walls we crashed through
How the kingdom lights shined just for me and you
And I was screaming, "long live all the magic we made"
And bring on all the pretenders
I'm not afraid
Singing long live all the mountains we moved
I had the time of my life
Fighting dragons with you
And long, long live the look on your face
And bring on all the pretenders
One day we will be remembered
Rosalie smiled and waved while she walked of stage and the people cheered. The principal took the stage again.
"Thank you miss Cullen. Now I would like to welcome Taylor Andrews up on stage to give her a diploma," he said and I stopped listening for a while. When he came to the letter C, or more precisely, Cullen, the whole family, including me, stood up and clapped for all they were worth. Both Jasper and Rosalie did excellent. Outside, after the seniors had thrown their caps into the air, Esme forced all of us to model for hundreds of photos. Some with the whole family, including me, and some with just me and Jasper and some with another family member. After all the photos were taken I gave Rose a hug and told her how good her performance had been. And trust me when I say I was telling the truth.
"Good job angel!" Emmett shouted at her before his mother told him to look at the camera.
"Angel? I thought her nickname was ice-queen?" I looked at him, confused.
"It's a day by day thing. Sometimes hour by hour," he laughed before smiling at the camera.
A couple of hours later, when we were in the middle of celebrating the twins graduation party in the Cullen family's backyard, Jasper gave me a kiss and sat down beside me at the table.
"Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing much, just sitting here. What were you and that man talking about? Must have been a really interesting topic, since you talked for ages," I asked, nodding towards a man on the other side of the garden. Jasper sighed.
"Tell me about it. He basically wanted to know the story of my life and it took me ages to get away."
"Who is he?"
"Some guy mum and dad knows I reckon. Think his name's Aro."
"What's he doing here? I mean, it's your graduating party."
Jasper shrugged "No clue. But daddy said something about them being business partners a long time ago. Like in the stone age."
"Yeah, that's a long long time ago," I laughed before turning serious again. Jasper noticed.
"What's up with the sulking?"
"I'm just annoyed with whoever it was who decided to make you a year older than me."
"I think you have to blame my parents for that one or god, whichever floats your boat."
"I could have lived my whole life without that picture in my head," I muttered.
"Sorry," he laughed and stuck his tongue out at me.
"Real mature, Jasper. You're definitely ready for college."
"Thanks babe. Now, what's got you worried?"
"Promise you won't laugh at me?"
"Ten fingers up to god," his face turned serious.
"I'm just worried I guess, that you'll meet someone else. Or that you'll never have time for me: your little high school boyfriend."
"Don't be stupid. Of course I'll have time for you."
"You say that now. How do you know that you will in a couple of months?"
"Hello? I love you! I don't think that's something that's just going to disappear." Jasper smiled at me.
"But still...What if you fall for your roommate or something?"
"I've met him and he's about twice as tall as me and he can run faster than me. Plus, if I go out with him and we get married, his name will be Chris Connelly Cullen, and that's just one too many C:s anyone should ever have in their name."
"How do you do this? Calm my worries down with just a few words I mean."
"I don't know really. I seem to have that effect on people. Maybe I'm just a calm person myself. But do you really think you're the only one with worries?"
"Um..yeah?"
"Then you're wrong. I'm worried to death that you'll just forget about me because we can't see each other whenever we want. Or that you'll meet someone else, someone who's perfect for you."
"I doubt I will meet someone new baby. We live in Forks after all," I smiled at him.
"So I sort of came up with a plan. Well, I wouldn't call it a plan really, more like an idea."
"What's it?"
"We have like what? Ten weeks before I leave and school starts again?"
"Yeah, something like that."
"Then I suggest we do the most of those ten weeks. And then there's only a year until you graduate to and I checked with the college, they have an, according to them, excellent music program. If you still want to study music that is."
"Of course I want to."
"Good. Anyway, after school starts again there's all these holidays, Christmas for example. I don't know if I remember them correctly but there's like seven different holidays. Some of them a week long even."
"That's good," I was smiling now.
"I know right? And we can keep in touch through email and texts and phone-calls. And we can meet up in the city that's in the middle for both of us. And protest against something random every time we're there."
"Like what?"
"Like...I have no idea actually. But we'll figure something out."
"We can protest against the fact that you'll have to have to be of a certain age to apply to college."
"Yeah, cause eighteen is an awful age. It's much more fun to be seventeen or nineteen," Jasper laughed.
"Yeah, seventeen forever."
"I don't know, what would you do if you could live forever?"
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