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"Look Bella." At his voice I glanced over at what Edward was staring at. It was an advertisement to a community talent show for Forks. Apparently it was like a fundraiser for the school library.
"Come show Your Talent." The flyer boldly declared. The wild designs on the poster neither encouraged or excited me. They did succeed,however, in giving me a headache as a result of the clashing colors.
"What about it?" I inquired. I was confused. I didn't see why he'd even point it out. It wasn't something I'd ever do. He knew that. With my luck I'd probably trip over a microphone cord and send myself flying off the stage and into the seats. Oh Yeah. Fun. Not. Lauren would love that. Me making a fool of myself in front of everybody is what she lives for.
"I just thought it was interesting." He shrugged. But there was something else there.
"Interesting? How?" I was at a loss. It wasn't a secret I liked to stay out of the center of attention. Plus, there was no one I'd even watch perform. No one could really sing in those things anyway. How could he think that I would like it?
"You like music." Oh. So that's where he got it from.
"I do, original music. Not horribly done covers of songs from people who can't sing anyway." I shook my head.
"No thanks Edward. I'd actually like to keep my hearing intact." He just chuckled.
"Do I sing badly Bella?" I scoffed. As if there were anything he couldn't do. Just this once, I let him know my thoughts without editing them.
"Please Edward. As if there were anything that wasn't possible for you. With what your voice can do, you singing would probably hypnotize me into complete submission." I blushed, but not very strongly. He knew how I felt. He abruptly looked thoughtful.
"Would you like for me to sing to you Bella?" I smiled and reached up to softly touch his lips to mine.
" You sing to me all the time. When you lay beside me at night." I smiled at the reminder of our time together. Nights with Edward were so much sweeter after being taken away. He smiled too as he remembered.
"Although, I don't mind. I do sing for you everyday." He was confused. That much I could tell. He was definitely racking his brain, trying to remember if he'd ever heard me sing. He was probably worryied he was supposed to comment.
"Don't hurt yourself." I grinned at the idea. But I decided to let him in on the joke.
"My Blood, Edward." He laughed freely now. I chuckled breathlessly as I watched. His laughter was amazing. I was never going to take it for granted again. Still chuckling, he grabbed my hand and led us down the lot to his car.