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.