I walked to the microphone. No-one had noticed my presence yet so I looked around the room, searching for one face in particular. A tanned and muscular man caught my eye.

Wow...

Is that Jacob?

His suit hugged his body perfectly, showing off his incredible body. No way that cannot be Jake. Can it? He laughed at something the boy was saying next to him, oh my god! The boy next to him was Embry! Could this day get any worse?

Obviously the DJ Emily had hired heard my last train of thought.

'So folks up next is Fork's own Mariah Carey, Isabella Swan!'

Oh god, not only had he compared me to arguably one of the best female singers of all time but he had actually called me 'Isabella'. Whoever this guy was he could not have been from Washington.

Everybody's eyes found me at the centre of the stage. Shit.

The music started, I could barely hear it over the sound of my own blood rushing and my heart pounding in my chest. I dared a look in Jacob and Embry's direction before I had to sing the first line. What I saw really didn't give me any help. Jacob's face was full of utter shock and Embry didn't look any better. Great.

Walking down Brick Lane, feel the blue.
Winds blowing lightly and I picture you.
Sweet Sunday morning, with nothing to do.
Love is like a dream, when it's just me and you.

Open my window, sing me a song.
Baby can't you see that this is where I belong
with your hand in my hand, still feel the love
Really wish that we could go back to the way that it was.

They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can't be without you any longer.
Every time I let it go, baby it's you.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

Sweet Sunday morning, all by myself.
Hard love what we've done, when with anyone else.
Watch my mascara dripping down.
Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now?

They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can't be without you any longer.
Every time I let it go, baby it's you.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

I'm running fast, as fast as I can, to get you back, just to get you back again.
I can not wait, I can not wait, if we can be, we can be us again.
I cry at night, cry at night, I'll cry for all the words, all the words I didn't say.
Sweet Sundays, sweet Sundays.

They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can't be without you any longer.
Every time I let it go, baby it's you.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

I opened my eyes to see everyone clapping, Emily with tears in her eyes and Jacob, his face full of awe.