AN: The fifteenth chapter! Yay! I want to thank everyone who reviewed because this story has made it to the fifty review mark!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the Macarena. Twilight is owned by S.M., and the Macarena is owned by…I don't know, but I do know that it was performed by Los del Rio. I guess maybe he owned the song too…maybe… I am also not making any money from this fanfiction.
Rosalie POV
"I can't believe my entire family is crazy. I mean Alice, that's understandable, but everyone else…No, just no…" I grumbled with disbelief, searching the aisles of Target unhappily.
The whole place reeked of Renesmee's scent, so she had obviously run around to try and throw us off. It was working too.
I heard some Spanish words that I thought no one but Alice and that worker knew.
"Heeeeeey, Macarena."
Another echoing crowd scream.
I froze up then, looking around in a daze. "It couldn't be, could it?"
I turned the corner, crossing my fingers and hoping against all odds. Unfortunately against all my wishing, Emmett stood in front of a crowd, standing on top of a large collection of cans and dancing to the Macarena. So I guess that not only Alice and the worker knew the Spanish words before the Macarena song, but Emmett knew them too!
Seriously, what was with people doing the Macarena?
"EMMETT!"