Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Twilight
A/N: Rose's song!!!
"Nessie? Please don't get mad, but I picked out an outfit for this song too." I sighed heavily before I asked my mom to follow and not approve the outfit.
"NES-SIE," Alice barked, "come out!" This was unbearable. I refused to speak to her. Then; rasp, rasp, rasp! "Nessie? What's wrong with the outfit?" my mother asked, soothingly as possible.
"The skirt is bright red and pretty short, I can't breath with the white top, and she brought the stilettos! The bright red ones!!!" I cried.
"Alice, really, the red stilettos?" my mom asked ticked.
"Nessie, come out!" Alice demanded.
"Alice, give me the fabric in your purse!" I retorted. "Fine," Alice sighed, "here." She said sliding the fabric under the stall.
"Needle and thread too." I said calmly as possible. Then I had what I needed I lengthened the skirt, but still couldn't breath in the scrap of fabric that I was supposed to suffer in the name of fashion for. "Alice, did you bring other tops?" I gasped.
"Here." Alice scowled. This was bearable, a skirt that came down to my knees and a shirt that I could breathe in.
"Are you sure I can walk in these heels?" I squeaked. Silence. "Mary Alice Cullen!" I shouted.
"Chill Nessie! Go barefooted!" Alice barked.
I walked to the table, "What's your song, Rose?" I asked hopeful it would be something that I would like, apart from the song my dad requested.
"When I Grow Up!" Rose smiled.
I shook my head and climbed on stage. Here goes nothing.
Boys
call you sexy [What's up, sexy?]
And you don't care what they
say
See every time you turn around
They're screaming your
name
Boys call you sexy
And you don't care what they
say
See every time you turn around
They're screaming your
name
Now I've got a confession [ha, ha, ha, ha]
When I was
young, I wanted attention [ha, ha, ha, ha]
And I promised myself
that I'd do anything [ha, ha, ha, ha]
Anything at all for them to
notice me [ha, ha, ha, ha]
But I ain't complaining
We all
wanna be famous
So go ahead and say
What you wanna say
You
don't know what it's like to be nameless
Want them to know what
your name is
'Cause see, when I was younger, I would say
When
I grow up, I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star, I wanna be in
movies
When I grow up, I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars, I
wanna have boobies [Radio: groupies]
When I grow up, be on
TV
People know me, be on magazines
When I grow up, fresh and
clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be
careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it
You just
might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish
for
'Cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You
just might get it
They used to tell me I was silly
Until I
popped up on the TV [la, la, la, la]
I always wanted to be a
superstar
Who knew singing songs would get me this far? [la, la,
la, la]
But I ain't complaining
We all wanna be famous
So
go ahead and say
What you wanna say
You don't know what
it's like to be nameless
Want them to know what your name
is
'Cause see, when I was younger, I would say
When I grow
up, I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies
When
I grow up, I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars, I wanna have
boobies [Radio: groupies]
When I grow up, be on TV
People
know me, be on magazines
When I grow up, fresh and clean
Number
one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you
wish for
'Cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You
just might get it
Be careful what you wish for
'Cause you
just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get
it
I see them staring at me
Oh, I'm a trendsetter
Yes,
this is true, 'cause what I do
No one can do it better
You
can talk about me
'Cause I'm a hot topic
I see you watching
me
Watching me
And I know you want it, oh
When I grow
up, I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies
When
I grow up, I wanna see the world
Drive nice cars, I wanna have
boobies [Radio: groupies]
When I grow up, be on TV
People
know me, be on magazines
When I grow up, fresh and clean
Number
one chick when I step out on the scene
Be careful what you
wish for
'Cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You
just might get it
Be careful what you wish for
'Cause you
just might get it
You just might get it
You just might get
it
When I grow up, I wanna be famous
I wanna be a star, I
wanna be in movies
When I grow up, I wanna see the world
Drive
nice cars, I wanna have boobies [Radio: groupies]
When I grow
up, be on TV
People know me, be on magazines
When I grow up,
fresh and clean
Number one chick when I step out on the scene
Be
careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it
You just
might get it
You just might get it
Be careful what you wish
for
'Cause you just might get it
You just might get it
You
just might get it
I couldn't tell if Jacob liked the song or if –like the DA- he was slightly scarred. My dad was pinching his nose, and my feet were cold. Oh and Max was walking over to my family's table.
"Hi, I'm Nessie's boss Max Newton." Max said introducing himself.
