She Rocks My World
80's Rocker, Edward Cullen, is the frontman for the enormously popular band, Cullen.
He's every woman's dream; handsome, wealthy, and talented, but the elusive rocker has something to hide until an overwhelmingly gifted, doe-eyed beauty steals his heart at first sight and sound.
A/N: This chapter has been Beta'd by my queen, Fran. Twilight belongs to SM. I just play with her characters.
Everyone, I apologize for the delay of my stories. I sincerely just couldn't write, but I want to reassure you that I will finish them. I hope everyone is well, safe, and taking necessary care.
Chapter 32: And the Winner is ...
BPOV
The clock beats down to fifty-five minutes. Jen continues to finish another plate as Emmett and Garrett slowly chew from their full dishes. They are the last three remaining in the contest.
Andy taunts the boys. 'They can't keep up with the little lady,' and they forcibly shove spoonfuls into their mouths. "Oh, look at them now, trying to catch up." Andy laughs, and the crowd joins him.
Jen, on the other hand, happily pops a mini-cherry pie down her piehole. She opts for her last round to be all sweets. Amanda says she has this amazing sweet tooth. She sucks down eight petit fours, six eclairs, two large puffs, nine mini-cupcakes, two chocolate puddings, a Napoleon, three fruit tarts, two double-decker brownies, six chocolate chip cookies, a handful of fudge, and three blueberry scones. They easily slide through Jen's mouth. She smiles, chewing her sweets and slowly licking her fingers with a satisfied groan, showing off, and taunting Garrett and Emmett. Covered in food, they stop and stare at her in amazement.
"Where is she putting it all?" Emmett complains.
"I think she has a wooden leg," Garrett jokes. "That little body can't hold all of that!"
She kiddingly rubs her stomach with a devilish glare drinking a small glass of water. She moans, "Oh, I need something, savory."
"I gotcha, Jen." Amanda hands her a plate of pepperoni pizza.
Smiling, Jen looks at Amanda. "Thanks, sis."
Amanda whispers in my ear, "Italian food makes her hungry."
We both giggle.
The time winds down … 5 … 4 … 3… 2 … 1 … Andy grabs the mic and instructs, "Forks, spoons, and hands down, and we'll tally the plates."
The crowd hoots and hollers as they stand clapping and stomping.
I start the crowd chanting Jen's name, "Jen, Jen, Jen."
A hard rock, steel guitar intro blares through the intercom system with my voice ringing loud and clear:
That Little Shark Girl
She may be small and not so tall
But she can eat you under the table.
Give her a chance to make her stance.
The little lady keeps it all stable.
All of you guys don't have a clue
Leave you there with food on your face
You don't have an idea what she can do.
You don't know what hit you in your disgrace.
She's got the room to seal your doom
She clears a plate with one debate.
Sucks up the food. She's in her groove
It's what she ate that seals her fate.
That little shark girl. That little shark girl.
Ha, she's a fierce eating machine
Ready to take you on leaving you shocked.
The little lady has a plan
Leaving you guys behind looking half-cocked.
Don't let her tiny size fool you.
Her tummy has a huge bottomless pit.
She's a lightning bolt with the sweets
Licking her fingers and knowing you'll quit.
She's got the room to seal your doom
She clears a plate with one debate.
Sucks up the food. She's in her groove
It's what she ate that seals her fate.
That little shark girl. That little shark girl.
(fades out)
Little shark girl. Little shark girl
Wiping her hands and face with a damp towel, Jen stands without any food stains and a clean area. She broadly smiles, while Emmett and Garrett truly need to be hosed off with a power spray, and their part of the table is a total mess. Grumpy and frowning, they complain to the crowd, raising their arms in protest.
The crowd yells, 'You're sore losers. Losers.'
Edward leans near my ear. "I like the song."
I shout, "Wait until you hear her victory one."
He laughs. "Oh, there was a slight delay at the airport, but she's on the way."
I sigh with a huff of breath. "Everything's okay?"
Edward hugs me. "Yeah, she'll be here soon." He turns watching Emmett. "To witness the loss of the buffoons." He moans. "And I'm related to that."
I roll my eyes. "You're like night and day."
Andy taps the microphone. "Hey, you wanna know who won?"
The crowd screams, "Jen. Jen. Jen. Jen!"
He continues, "Garrett consumed twenty-one plates."
Many point their thumbs down and boo.
Garrett frowns with pouty lips. "Hey, now." He puffs out his bottom lip, and Emmett smacks it, thoughtfully staring at Andy. "Don't hate the G."
"And Emmett topped off twenty-three plates."
Emmett jumps up and shoves Garrett. "Hey, loser, I beat you."
The crowd laughs.
"And Little Lady Jen … drumroll?"
Jasper leans over Andy impersonating a drumroll with his tongue into the mic. Andy raises his eyebrows at Jasper and wipes the mic with a napkin. "The winner, with thirty-two very full plates, is Jen, the little shark girl."
The crowd goes crazy, jumping, screaming, and throwing confetti.
The girls and I grab Jen and bounce up and down in a circle, singing:
JEN'S FOOD ANTHEM
It's mind over matter
I empty my bladder
I expel what I ate
To put more on my plate.
Order me a rare steak
With a big slice of cake
And a cherry on top
Ha, I'm not gonna stop.
Feed me sugar on rice
Yeah, make it taste so nice
Sweet and sticky, baby
I'll be happy maybe.
My eating is no joke
Get near and I'll poke
Got room for any dish
I don't care if it's fish.
A buffet is my name
I can play any game
Sweet, sour and spicy hot
Baby, give me a lot.
Jen is a little girl
Who will upside your world.
Yeah, guys think they can win
Watch me as I begin
I'll put away more grub
Out of your rub-a-dub.
The winner gets the crown
Honey don't fool around
It belongs on my head
Now I'm ready for bed.
Jen is a little girl
Who will upside your world.
(Laughing)
She's the little shark girl.
Andy joins us with his arms around Alice and me, begging, "Ladies, let me present Jen with her prizes."
Jen stares and questions, "I won prizes?"
We simmer down as Andy leads Jen back to the front table. "Jen, the MGM Grand Buffet will have your poster-size picture in the lobby as the winner of the event. And, you are gifted free buffets for holidays and birthdays with a plus-one guest."
Everyone cheers.
"Wait, there's more." Edward hands him a small cake box and kisses Jen on the cheek.
Andy opens the box and places a jeweled crown on Jen's head. "Queen of the buffet!"
The crowd repeats, "Jen. Jen. Jen."
"And last but not least," he pulls an envelope from the box. "A check for twenty-five thousand dollars."
Our little Jen starts to cry.
Jasper, with a twinkle in his eye, shouts, "She has to have a trophy!"
Edward reaches underneath a table, uncovering this behemoth-sized trophy of a woman sitting in a bowl with her feet dangling over the edge, holding a slice of pie, and smiling.
Emmett frowns. "Hey, how did you know she was going to win?"
Garrett complains, "Then, this was rigged?"
The crowd boos.
We exit the restaurant, and I tear into a jog when I see Rose heading in our direction. "Rose."
We run to one another and hug.
"I'm so happy to see you."
"Oh, Bella, this is amazing." Rose giggles, looking at the trophy, "I see she won."
Emmett, all smiles, approaches with his arms extended.
Rose puts up her hands in protest, "Not now, Cowboy, you're a mess."
His smile turns to a frown. "Rosie." He bends over, trying to catch his breath. With his hands on his knees and head down, he throws up on our feet.
Rose and I cringe in disgust, shouting, "eww."
Emmett doesn't dare look at us.
But leave it to Edward to be ahead of the game with a canister of wet wipes, running toward us. "Here, you go." He reprimands Emmett, "Really?"
A/N: Soooo, what do you think Rosalie should do with Emmett? Yeah, how would you feel if your boyfriend threw up on your Louboutins given to you by your best friend for your birthday?
A/N: Also, Fran has done some remodeling with her Facebook group 'Pay It Forward.' The name has been changed to 'It All Started with Twilight' … If you would like to join us for fun, fic, and friendship:
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