LilsterZ - Past that never happened - Chapter 4

Emmett POV

"come on guys lets go"

I don't even know why we should go, but no - ones going to escape the pixies wrath.

8:00 - tough cookies, I know they people, their songs get really depressing after a while, ive never seen them but I know that the lead singer in a girl, a girl with a really good voice.

I heard their first ever song, bust ya windows - by glee, that's what I like about them they take other peoples songs and make it their own ad they probly don't even mean to, just do them on how their feeling.

Finally were here. While everyone shuffled out of their cars, I tried to remember what city were in. by the looks of it L.A. show likes and famous people everywhere.

Alice showed the bouncer her I.D. and he instantly paled, the look on his face was priceless. Scared, he pushed everyone out the way and showed us were the V.I.P but is.

We ordered some drinks to use as props and looked to the stage to see that they were adjusting the mike and violinist, great, more depression.

The stage lights dimmed, so it was pitch black. Everyone started cheering. Suddenly we heard a angelic voice.

"hi, I'm Izzy, thanks for coming, and were tough cookies!"

Everyone was cheering and clapping. they must be better than I thought.

The lights came on and the drums started. A girl walked up towards the crowd and was clapping to the beat of the drums everyone joined in. man she's hot. she was curvy but not to curvy just right with a firm ass that you could see was perfectly round through her dark wash jeans. And perky breasts that she covered with a blood red tank top and black leather jacket. She was pale and when I say pale, I mean vampire pale, she had a perfect heart shaped face. With a tiny nose, full pink lips and big chocolate brown eyes that were brimmed with thick lashes. She had thick and wavy mahogany hair that went down to her waist. She was beautiful. And then she sang.

" if I could give you the world

On a silver platter

would it even matter

You still be mad a me,

When you find me with

A dozen roses

That I would give to you

You still be miserable

When in reality

I still be who I be

And it wont be no fault

To the lies that you brought

She was singing Hate on me by - glee, man she liked these people.

Wait chocolate brown eyes, mahogany hair, vampire pale skin . . .

Isabella Marie Swan.

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