"Come on!" Alice, the overly-excited pixie squeled and dragged Jasper out the room. Rosalie just rolled her eyes and looked back into the mirror, admiring herself. As usual. "Come on, Babe. Alice is going to have a fit if we don`t get going."
"Yeah, whatever." Then she reluctantly looked away from herself and turned to Emmett and grabbed his hand. I sighed, my family was so wierd. With Alice`s hyperness. Rosalie`s self centered-ness. Jasper`s peaceful-ness, and Emmett`s....personality. At least we weren`t bored half the time. It was kinda hard to entertain vampires`, but somehow, our family managed it. Alice said I needed a mate. I didn`t really care either way. Yes, it would be nice to have someone to love with all my being, but, I just didn`t think there was a girl out there for me.
I put those thoughts on hold and went down the stairs at human pace just to annoy Alice. I would catch hell when I got in the car, but, o well. It took me about seven minutes, becasue of walking down three flights of stairs, but I was also admiring the paintings and photo`s Esme hung up not long ago. We finally moved from New York to Forks. It was a pain to listen to all those thoughts in a big city. But now, living in a small, secluded town, there weren`t as many thoughts, Thank God.
It was really annoying when you had to listen to thoughts about you and your family all the time. It was enough when Rose thought about hers self, but when all the boys did, it was annoying. So, why don`t I just listen to the girl`s thought? They thought about me. So, I had to endure listening to thoughts that were about me or my sister, Rosalie. Yeah, it sucked.
When I finally got into the car, Alice was livid. "Why the hell did it take you so long? Your a vampire for God`s sakes!" Alice empasized the word vampire.
What the hell, Edward?-Alice.
Ha ha, you made the pixie mad!-Emmett.
Why are you amused?-Jasper.
Do you like it when Alice gets so mad, she wants to cut the 'family jewels' off?-Rosalie.
It was sometimes funny and/or fun when I got to listen to my families thoughts. It came in handy soometimes, I got to have silent disscusions and I never had to worry about Emmett playing one of his cruel pranks on me.
He said the way my blue eyes shined Just a boy in a Chevy truck, But when you think Tim McGraw, September saw a month of tears, When you think Tim McGraw, And I'm back for the first time since then, When you think Tim McGraw, He said the way my blue eyes shined,
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night.
I said "thats a lie".
That had a tendency of gettin' stuck
On back roads at night.
And I was right there beside him
All summer long.
And then the time that we woke up to find
That summer'd gone.
I hope you think my favorite song.
The one we danced to all night long.
The moon like a spotlight on the lake.
When you think happiness,
I hope you think that little black dress.
Think of my head on your chest,
And my old faded blue jeans.
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me.
And thankin' God that you weren't here
To see me like that.
But in a box, beneath my bed,
There's a letter that you never read,
From three summers back.
It's hard not to find it all a little bittersweet,
And looking back on all of that it's nice to beleive
I hope you think my favorite song.
The one we danced to all night long.
The moon like a spotlight on the lake.
When you think happiness,
I hope you think that little black dress.
Think of my head on your chest,
And my old faded blue jeans.
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me.
I'm standin' on your street,
And there's a letter left on your doorstep,
And the first thing that you'll read is
I hope you think my favorite song.
Someday you'll turn your radio on;
I hope it takes you back to that place.
When you think happiness,
I hope you think that little black dress.
And think of my head on your chest,
And my old faded blue jeans.
When you think Tim McGraw,
I hope you think of me,
Oh, think of me,
Mmmmm.
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night.
I said "thats a lie".
The lyrics to Tim Mcgraw came on. But, why would you name a song after a person? Was it her favorite singer? I didn`t know. What teenage girls did these days were a complete mystery. And I was a mind reader.
When we finally got to the school, we parked next to a silver porshe. Which, was really surprising, considering the volvo and porshe were the only new, even half-way decent cars in the entire lot. When we got out and walked to the side of the car, we saw a bunch of cheerleaders. Great, so we had school sports and cheerleaders. I hope you noticed the sarcasm there.
They had on cropped shirts that were red with black font that said the initials FHS and underneath in gold lettering DEMONS in fancy script. Their skirts were tight and mid thigh that were red with a slit in the left side and a peice of triangle that was black with gold outlining. They all had their up with black sequined bows and white shoes that had black and gold outlining.
They were all laughing and then one girl told them she had to get something from her car and she turned and started to walk over by us. I was in shock. She was so beautiful. She had black hair that was curled wildly and big green eyes. Pink, plump lips and delicate features. When she noticed me starring, she blushed a beautiful light pink and opened the door to the silver porshe and got out a white studded bag. She then closed the locked the door, closed it, put the bag on her shoulder and started to walk in to school. It took me a moment to late to relize that the bell had rung and we were suppossed to go into the school.
"Woah." Emmett had decided to actually say what he had been thinking. What all of us had been thinking.