Renessmee's POV

Deep breath. Deep breath. I can do this. I glanced out past the certain at the crowd waiting for me. "Nessie! Nessie! Nessie!" chanted the crowd.

"Nervous?" Jacob asked me. I looked up at him. And when I say looked up at him I mean looked up because he was at least two feet taller than me. Darn tall werewolves.

"Yeah, kind of." I admitted.

"You can do it. Don't let your fans down. This is your first live show and it's already sold out!" Jacob reassured me squeezing my hand.

"You're on in five!" the stage manager shouted at me.

"Where are they?" I asked getting panicked. Mom and Dad were supposed to be here already! They were hunting in north Canada this weekend but they promised they'd be here! Promised!

"Maybe they're stuck in traffic?" Jacob said trying to make me laugh.

I laughed without humor.

Bella's Perspective (POV)

"Edward! Come on! We don't want to be late!" I shouted behind me.

We were running down the mountain side at full speed. Almost to Washington.

"Don't worry, love. We'll make it." Edward told me, but I wasn't listening.

We continued on farther, and I ran faster than I'd even thought possible. Faster even than when I was still considered a newborn.

Finally we arrived, right on time too. The second we stepped into the backstage area Renessmee was announced on stage.

We walked (appearing to act human to the best of my ability) to as far at the stage manager would let us get without us actually getting on stage.

"Told you we would make it," Edward said from my side.

Jacob was on my other side within a second. He didn't seem to understand that we didn't want to stand out by moving too fast. Although he's Jacob and he looks like a giant. There's no way he can ever simply blend in.

Nessie's perspective

"Your on," the stage manager told me.

"Break a leg," Jacob said leaning down to give me a quick peck on the lips.

I squeezed his hand and walked out onto the stage. I can't believe they didn't make it. They've always been supportive of my singing career. Why would they stop now?

Was I simply over reacting?

I took a deep breath and started into my first song. Half way through I glanced over my shoulder to see both my parents standing there beaming at me, Jacob at their side.

I knew they'd make it.

"How are you all tonight?!" I shouted to the crowd. A roar of screams came back at me. It was even louder for me, because I've got the ears of a vampire.

"I grew up near this town, Seattle, you know. In a town nearby called forks. Maybe you've heard of it? Not much happens there." I said into the microphone with a laugh. Nothing much happens there, unless you're a mythical creature.

The drummer and bass guitarist started in on the next song.

3 hours later

"Why do you do this anyways?" Jacob asked from behind me.

I was just sitting down at the table for signatures. A line was already forming out the door to get my latest poster or C.D. signed.

"Because I just love my fans," I replied.

"Hello sweetie, what's your name?" I asked the little girl in front of me who was holding out a pen and paper.

"Julia," she said. I signed the paper addressed to her.

Julia stepped aside and a boy was next. He was around my age. Or around the age I looked, probably about eighteen.

"Hi. I'm your biggest fan." The boy said.

I felt Jacob place his hand protectively on my shoulder. I could hear my father's low hiss. Too low for human ears. Apparently he was thinking something that Dad didn't approve of. I glanced back at him signaling for him to lighten up a bit.

I signed the boys' poser and we moved on like this for the rest of the night.

Two hours, and seven pens later we were free to leave. We got into the limo and headed toward Forks. Yes, Forks. We still lived in the same house that I grew up in. We still haven't needed to move yet, and we were going to hold it out here for as long as we could. Now that my singing career is starting to take off it'll be kind of hard for us to move away.

It's not like we can just move out to sunny California! I don't exactly sparkle like the rest of my vampire family, but I do glow a little which would be kind of strange to some people. So we still remain hidden in the shadows. Except for me, of course, because it's pretty obvious I'm in the spotlight.

Thankfully none of my fans have yet to notice that they don't see me around town often. Unless it's a cloudy or overcast day without much sun. They also never see much of my family, but nobody has really noticed anything strange about them yet.

You're probably thinking it's strange that my family would allow for my singing career to even exist in the first place. My family usually did our best not to stand out. It all started when I turned twelve. Or at least when my body turned twelve. Dad was playing the piano one evening, and I was simply sitting beside him and Mom. I'd spent a lot of time listening to Esme and Alice sing with his playing, but I'd always just hum along or whistle.

But that evening something changed. I felt the urge to sing. So I did. After a few seconds of my singing Dad's piano stopped playing, Esme and Alice stopped singing, Jacob stopped eating, and everyone in the room turned to look at me. "What?" I'd asked everyone.

The only one who could speak was Emmet who said, "Whoa."

My mother just smiled and hugged me.

From then on, it was hard not to sing. I sang everything. Every night I'd work with Esme and Alice on pitching and vocals even though they told me I didn't need any help.

My family couldn't NOT let me sing professionally.

So here I am today.

The limo pulled down the dark path that led to our home.

"How was it?" Esme asked the second we pulled in. Normally she'd go with us to the concerts but she didn't tonight because she needed to hunt.

"Absolutely fabulous," I said hugging her.

"Yes it was," my mother agreed.

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