Edward: Hahaha you got caught!
Rose: Shush
Emmett: You just got shushed dude! Hahahhahahaha
Chapter One Wow still the same
I was sitting in the car with my father, driving to his house.
"I had your car driven here, you just cant race it, understood? He asks.
"Yus, I understand." I reply. They had never told me I couldn't race, So I did it, I would probably still race here, but they believe me when I say I won't do things, because I never break promises. To bad dad didn't make me promise not to.
"Sweetheart, I found you a job that doesn't pay but it will keep your mechanic skills up, as well." My dad adds. Uh-oh he only calls me sweetheart when its bad.
"Ok what is it?" I ask
"Well since you had so much money... I was wondering if you would tweak our police cars." He asks throwing a sideways glance at me.
"Oh sure! I honestly don't mind, I'll work Thursday's and Wednesday's." I reply eagerly, anything to work on my dads car, because it really did suck.
"Oh you don't have to come in but once a week, sweetheart since your a volunteer." He replies. Oh, am I gonna be called sweetheart from now on?
"K." I replied, we were silent the rest of the drive, and when we arrived, I saw my car in the driveway, it was a Light blue Lamborghini with 4 different accelerator's, good stuff.
I opened my car door when we stopped and grabbed my 5 bags, Yes five, I liked my fashion, but not shopping. My mom thinks i'm insane. She was wrong, I'm not insane... I hope. Anyways I am the second best drag racer in the U.S. So, I had cash, I didn't use it unless it was for drag racing. I knew there was a drag racing place about an hour from here, they only let girls race though, so I would be disguised. The only reason I knew about it was that Kool-aid the racer went to it, and it was even bigger then the arizona one, Its the best drag racing place in the U.S. and as long as we don't have gun fights, and don't go on regular roads, it was completely legal. So I was safe with my idea... I hope. So I was in my room, single bed, I had a nice desk, and a laptop I loved, It was an alien laptop of course! My room was a dark blue, its my favorite color. I was completely unpack already.
"Sweetheart, I got you a homecoming gift..." Charlie, (Thats my fathers name) Says holding a present out.
"Wow thanks Dad you didn't have to!" I reply. Taking the gift and unwrapping it. IT WAS A GUITAR! AND IT WAS BLUE! I hadn't had one in a month when someone broke into my moms house Renée and stole it.
"I know you needed a new one, and I knew that was your favorite color." He muttered. "I was wondering if you would play it."
"Sure!" I reply. I started to play Death Cab For Cutie - I'll Follow You Into The Dark and sing.
Love of mine, some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me,
"Son, fear is the heart of love."
So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'Cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark
When I was finished his eyes were watery he loved when I sang, and I knew it was his favorite song as well, I have to say, I was really good.
"That was beautiful sweetheart, i'd better go, I need to hit the sack, you have to school tommorrow so you'd better hit the sack too." He says gruffly.
"K." I replied. when he left I closed the door and got into my pajama's and went to bed. Thing were like they never changed 3 years ago, when I had stayed with him for a year. I had fun that year, but missed mom to much. But I loved my dad, and I would stay again.