A/N: I know it has been a long time since I updated, but year ten is full on what with high expectations for the school certificate at the end of the year. And I'm also having a bit of writers block song wise. I know that is the lamest and most over used excuse on this site and in the world in general, but it's true. So if any of you guys out there have any lines or rhymes that I could maybe use, if you could tell me that would be great! Also, I've only had one suggestion on the story plots front. So if you guys could help a bit there that would be great. I already know who it is at the end of the story, and how they relate with the other characters, but other twists are more than welcome! And, just a note for myself, if any of you guys have any suggestions for stories I should check out and read, please leave the author and title! I love reading other peoples work! Thank you to everyone who reviewed! (you're written below)
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P.S. I didn't want to use one of Violetta's/My Songs in the bit that Alice is singing, so I used the Australian National Anthem. Hey, I'm Australian and I Australianised it! Beware for future use! Read it and Deal with it!
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Smiles and Blood,
VioletVampire xxx
CHAPTER TWO: Wedding Songs
I hesitated at the door of the Cullens house (over six months of living here and I still can't put myself in that collective). I wasn't sure I wanted to go in. I had know idea how Alice was going to react to my accidental announcement of the future CD on national TV. After all, I was a shape shifter, not a psychic.
"What's she thinking," I whispered to Edward. He knew who I meant by she. He cocked his head to the side, blonde wig in his hand, listening.
"She's blocking her thoughts," he murmured as I changed my black and purple hair to my natural brown, "she's singing the Australian National Anthem over and over."
"Beneath the radiant Southern Cross, we'll toil in hearts and hands!"
Edward and I winced. "And she's singing it allowed," he added, unnecessarily.
"To make this Common Wealth across, renowned for all our lands. For those who come across the seas, we've found this place to share!"
Edward and I opened the door and walked through. Walking past the lounge room we saw Emmet, Rosalie and Esme watching the interview on replay. Emmet looked up and grinned. "Nice one, I haven't seen her this annoyed in ages!" Trust Emmet to have fun out of my misery. Rosalie and Esme didn't turn away from the screen although their postures read as worried.
"Our courage lit, our souls afire, to Advance Australia Fair!"
Jasper ran past us at human speed on our way up the stairs. "Good luck," he murmured, "she's too calm now-like the calm before a storm."
We pushed the door open to Alice and Jasper's room just as Alice reached the end of the Anthem.
"And let us see, to Advance Australia Fair!!"
She turned around, looked at us, then looked meaningfully at Edward. His hand tightened around my waist.
"What?" I asked.
"She wants me to leave."
I looked at Alice again. I saw what Jasper meant. Alice looked like she had been very angry before; her hair was messier than usual, her clothes were askew, and by all rights, if she had been human, her cheeks would be flushed. But now her eyes were calm and her body language was relaxed. It was just too calm.
I pushed Edward through the door and shut it; if Alice didn't want Edward here, I wasn't about to cross her in this mood. Taking a deep breath that I didn't need, I turned around and faced Alice.
She was still looking at me, all calm and suspicious serenity. Her weirdly tranquil gaze held my own and held firm. She didn't move, didn't breathe. This wasn't Alice. I wanted her to something, anything, and just stop being so…creepy.
"So, umm," I stumbled, "I'm sorry?" It came out unsure, a question.
Alice sprung into life.
"Why did you do it? How could you! I build up your name and reputation, taking everything out of your hands so you and Edward can have all the time in the world to do what you want. I even let you skip a few interviews and miss a few very important, vital meetings. All I asked, was for you to go to this one interview, with the one request not to mention anything that will be released in the future especially anything released after your wedding, and you don't even do that! Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why, WHY, WHY, WHY-"
I stopped her right there. I knew she could probably go on all night and into the next day, but it wouldn't solve anything, only make everyone in this house annoyed and for her to miss school. Slowly, carefully so I didn't make anymore mistakes, I explained.
"I didn't mean to mention the CD. But…you saw their faces Alice! They looked so heart broken when we said the tour was just a rumour. I felt so, so, so mean and I wanted to say something that would make them feel better and I knew I couldn't do it how I would normally do it so I said the first thing that came to my head, which ended up being the CD and I'm so, so sorry Alice and I promise it won't happen again, I'll e more careful next time." I stopped before I overdid the apology.
Alice glared and opened her mouth to reply, when faint music began, getting louder and louder each note. Alice stopped, her anger momentarily forgotten. I was just curious.
We used to be friends,
Joined at the hip,
Doing everything together.
He was my crying shoulder
And I was his heartbreak
Loving in different ways.
He healed my wounds
As I healed his
Opposites with the same attitude
and wanting different things.
He brought me to life
When I had died,
He brought me through the dark abyss
I had fallen into
And cured my broken heart.
Eternal servitude
Up for grabs
In exchange for V Day candy.
Two innocent kids
Trying to be there for the other.
Until my heart stops beating
I will fight
For your right
To make an honest choice
That isn't influenced by love
But rather your head
And what you think is right.
He said so many things
To try and change my mind
And to save my life
To turn it around
For those I loved
And who loved me.
I'm sorry I couldn't love you
The way you wanted me to,
I'll remember you for all eternity,
So I never make the same mistake again
And lose a friend
In a stupid fight
Of our rights and wrongs
Never and Again.
Unsheddable tears pricked the backs of my eyes. It always made me sad, listening to that song. It was about Jacob's and mine friendship and I'd written it shortly after he had died. I was sorry I couldn't have loved him the way he loved me, but I loved, love him, in my own way, as my friend. I looked at Alice. I didn't want to loose another friend.
"I'm sorry," I said again, closing my eyes, praying she'll forgive me. I felt a small burst of wind and a comforting pressure wrapping around me. Opening my eyes, I saw Alice hugging me. As I placed my arms around her, I saw Jasper and Edward pearling over the window sill, a paused stereo in between them.
******
"Alright," said Alice, all business, "I have a few ideas for the Violetta and Anthony wedding." Alice had put aside her anger-she agreed that it was just a mistake on my behalf and it can't be helped now, so let's just put in the past. On one condition-I sit and listen/help with the wedding plans for the next day. Forget about school and Edward can stay to but it would make life that much easier if he didn't.
So that was why I was listening to Alice trying to figure out whether traditional or extravagant was better for Violetta and Anthony. Apparently extravagant was as they were celebrities. And besides, Bella and Edward's wedding was traditional. I shook my head. I felt like I was listening in third person-why was I needed again?
"And I think Violetta, and maybe Anthony, should sing a couple of songs at the wedding," added Alice. I raised my eyebrows.
"What kind of songs?" I asked curious.
"Any suggestions? You're the one that sings them."
"Umm, Lioness?" I half asked, half suggested.
"How does that one go again?" Alice asked, trying to remember the lyrics.
I opened my mouth and sang;
The Lion and the Lamb
Could never last forever.
For while one admired
The other always hungered.
One of untamed majesty,
The other of delicate fragility,
Neither could survive-
Not the Lion or the Lamb.
But look at me now…
Look at me now!
I'm a Lioness
Oh o o oa,
I'm a predator, fighting for our love,
The love the Lamb couldn't survive.
Oh o o oa,
Hear my roar, my warning growl.
Oh o o oa.
Now I'm a Lioness.
Can't you see we're equals?
Loving eachother equally.
You're a Lion
And I'm your Lioness.
We can hunt together,
Fight together,
Run together.
So open your eyes and see…
Open your eyes!
I'm a Lioness
Oh o o oa,
I'm a predator, fighting for our love,
The love the Lamb couldn't survive.
Oh o o oa,
Hear my roar, my warning growl.
Oh o o oa.
Now I'm a Lioness.
There's no need to protect me,
You don't need to watch over me,
You don't need to wait for me,
Just be there for me,
Just watch for me when I'm away,
I'll be with you.
Listen to me…
Listen to me!
I'm a Lioness
Oh o o oa,
I'm a predator, fighting for our love,
The love the Lamb couldn't survive.
Oh o o oa,
Hear my roar, my warning growl.
Oh o o oa.
Now I'm a Lioness.
Oh o o oa
I'm a predator, fighting for our love,
The love the Lamb couldn't survive.
Oh o o oa,
Hear my roar, my warning growl.
Oh o o oa.
Now I'm a Lioness.
"So the Lion fell in Love with the Lamb"
"What a stupid Lamb"
"What a sick, masochistic Lion"
So the Lion fell in Love
With the Lamb.
And the Lamb loved him.
But the Lamb didn't die…
She just became
A Lioness.
"I don't think so," Alice was shaking her head, "it's too…one sided, feminist. I was thinking more of a love song."
"Love song?"
"Yes. Love song."
It felt like I was falling,
Falling, falling,
Into a white sparkly
Silver trimmed mass.
I could hear the angels
Trumpeting up above
Ohooo
The day I fell in love.
One day, my heart sent me
A turtle dove messenger.
He warned me that Cupid
Was going to turn his bow
My way.
I said "No way!
That just won't happen to me!"
But when I looked up
Into a god's eyes
Cupid shot his love tipped arrow,
Aimed at my heart.
It went straight through him
And into me.
It felt like I was falling,
Falling, falling,
Into a white sparkly
Silver trimmed mass.
I could hear the angels
Trumpeting up above
Ohooo
The day I fell in love.
He caught me as I fell,
Continued to hold me after.
His hold became permanent
And unbreakable.
He promised to love me
And hold me for all eternity.
The angels sung their glee
And Cupid smiled, satisfied.
Then my heart sent another
Turtle dove messenger.
It said, "Now you're in love."
It was like falling,
Falling, falling,
And being caught
Surrounded by a
Simmering pink mist.
I could hear my heart,
Where it belonged…
Next to his.
Ohooo
The day I fell in love.
"Oooo!" Alice sounded excited, "yes, yes! That's a good one! New?"
"No," I said shaking my head, "In Love was one of the first songs I wrote. I wrote it for someone's wedding-I sung at celebrations to earn money fifty years ago-but they didn't like. So I've kept it to use for future CDs, but I'd forgotten about it until now." I finished truthfully.
Nodding, Alice stared into space, thinking. "Okay, well, now we need a more up beat song. One people can dance to."
"Kay, umm," I frowned, singing random songs under breath, trying to think of one.
I look at the sky
And see many shades of blue.
The grass in every
Tone of green.
And when I look at a bush
I see the many shades of lavender.
I've stared into a fire
And seen so many colours
Of red, orange and gold.
It burned on browns
So subtly different,
Crackling and fading
Into the many coloured night.
Nothing is ever the same.
Subtle or vast contrast-
Everything is different.
See it from my eyes,
See something new.
See blues, greens, reds.
See the many shades of lavender.
The clouds range from
Lily white to silvery grey to smudged black.
Then the rain falls as
Rainbow clear
And then the sun shines through
In the various hues of white-yellow
Onto
The many shades of lavender.
Alice kept shaking her head. "Many Shades of Lavender is to slow."
I sung the next song on my lips.
She was ruthless and cruel
But gentle and kind.
She understood the people
As her ancestors did not.
She knew what right
By her country.
The Queen of Kings,
Cleopatra.
A warrior queen,
She strategic and planning,
Finding ways to protect
Her loved country.
Allies and enemies,
Enticing and fighting.
The Queen of Kings,
Cleopatra.
Julius Caesar then Antonius,
She fell in love with
Their strength and power.
She was a Goddess
And they were her Gods,
And her servants,
Worshipping her feet,
And fighting in her battles.
The Queen of Kings,
Cleopatra.
She was the smartest,
Most beautiful,
Most cunning,
Ruler of Egypt.
This last Queen,
This Legend.
The Queen of Kings,
Cleopatra.
"Do they even teach Ancient Egypt in schools anymore? I don't know if anyone would understand The Queen of Kings." Pointed out Alice.
I sighed and continued to think. I couldn't come up with anything. I had so many songs, so many to choose from, each with different meanings to me, whether they're about love or hard times or just silly fun to take my mind off certain things. Alice suggested a few, but when I sang them aloud, decided against it.
Sighing we both stared into different distances, thinking different thoughts.
And so neither of us heard the quiet footsteps come up the stairs of the porch. And neither of us heard the quiet, unnecessary breathing, nor did we smell a scent that was familiar to me but not to Alice.
Neither of us noticed until the doorbell rang.
