After returning from Paris and divulging into multiple Mobward stories, neither of which are connected in any way at all, I was struck with inspiration again. Well... Kinda.
Will you please forgive my lack of updates? I doubt that I am any good at all at this and when I do that I begin to lose interest in my story. Hence neglecting my wonderful readers - if there are any of you left and still bothering with this.
Anyway, I do not own Twilight. If I did then I would certainly not doubt my abilities and would finish writing and publish Midnight Sun. Then I'd be awesome!
Previously...
When I was finally seated and Alice began to make her way to her side of her Porsche, an angelic voice ran right to my ears.
"Don't let her bully you" Edward whispered to me just before we left.
Chapter 14 - My Lucky Day...
"Oh hush! Don't listen to his nonsense. He's just jealous that I get to play with you and he doesn't." She remarked, sticking her tongue out at him like a three year old.
With that, she slammed on the gas pedal and we were out of the garage quicker than I could formulate a response.
-:xoxo:-
The ride to Seattle certainly wasn't quiet.
When we hit the man roads Alice didn't hesitate to turn on the radio to full blast when she had finally settled on a station she liked, 'Oldies FM'. A familiar song began to play out of the speakers and Alice started singing along – more like screeching.
" He was a boy, She was a girl, Can I make it any more obvious?
He was a punk. She did ballet. What more can I say? " She wailed, her voice an octave higher than the melody, weaving through it with a complicated harmony.
I sat there chuckling at her, shaking my head. How was she always so chipper?
"Aww c'mon Renesmee, sing along too!" she whined.
When I shook my head at her she simply pouted.
"Humour me." Wasn't humouring her with this shopping trip enough?
She jutted her bottom lip out and stared at me with wide, sad eyes. Apparently not. Clearly she was going to guilt me into doing things her way.
Urghh. The things I would do for this family.
Her demeanour immediately changed as I began to belt the song along with her to the chorus.
" He was a skater boy, she said, 'See ya later, boy.'
He wasn't good enough for her.
She had a pretty face but her head was up in space.
She needed to come back down to earth. "
We laughed and sang the whole way to Seattle, which wasn't all that long in actuality with the way Alice drove.
As we pulled into the car park we couldn't stop giggling.
Alice led me out of the car and into the mall.
The size of the place and the amount of shops here was astounding. Floor upon floor of designer labels. Ted Baker, Michael Kors, Abercrombie & Fitch...
"Oh my God" I mumbled. Staring wide eyed at all of the shops. If we went to even half of these shops, and knowing Alice – we would visit the majority, then it would take hours. Possibly days!
"It's no Louis Vuitton or Gucci, but it will do." She stated. "For today, at least" She amended, seeming satisfied.
"Of course if we had more time I would have taken us both to Pairs. The Galeries Lafayette there has the most divine collections. But of course we can save that for another day." She began to ramble as she pulled me into the direction of the first torture chamber, whatever shop that may be.
"Baby steps. It all requires baby steps." She digressed. "Don't worry Nessie – stick with me and you will be my greatest fashionista project ever!"
I pulled her to a stop. "Nessie?" I questioned. Was that supposed to be me?
"Oh, I hope that's okay. It's just that Renesmee is pretty and all, but it can be a bit of a mouthful. You don't mind do you?"
Erm... "No. Of course not" I smiled. After all, every girl wished to be nicknamed after the Loch Ness Monster!
My Lucky day.
A little bit of fluff. (Don't hate me for the lack of action.)
Love always.
Until next time - K, x