Author's Notes:
Katy: We're listening to The Used.
Kat: Though they don't have a song used in this story...OMFG!
Katy: What?
Kat: This is the first time we've worked on a chapter in daylight!!
Katy: OMG! Amazing!
Kat: Now we're listening to Switchfoot!
Katy: I wanna listen to Matchbook Romance...they have a song in this story...
Kat: But that song will be a surprise!
Katy:Woo hoo! A surprise!
Kat: I hate surprises...
Katy: Just like Bella.
Kat: Well we're on an agreement about that subject.
Katy: To the disclaimer!
Disclaimer:
Kat: Um...we just don't own the main plot or characters or whatever...we do own the ideas though.
Katy: I mean the whole point of fanfiction is that it's written by fans. Hence fanfiction!
Kat:I know you guys can't see this but spell check is really annoying me...silently fumes
Katy: Calm down, Kat.
Kat: No.
Katy: Fine then. Just get on with the story.
Kat: Reminder! Breaking Dawn Spoilers Ahead!
Nessie P.O.V.
I was sitting in my parent's room later that day while my mom brushed my waist length hair. She was never wanting to cut it so it just kept getting longer and longer. Then she started singing like my dad had earlier. Dad walked in right as she started.
There's a boy who works at Starbucks.
Who is very inspirational.
He is very inspirational because of many things.
Dad interrupted her, "What? Who's this inspirational guy you're talking about? And why did you even go into a Starbucks?"
I come in at 8:11 and he smiles and says, "How are you?"
When he smiles and says, "How are you?"
I could swear my heart grows wings.
"And I don't do that?"
So today at 8:11.
I decided I should meet him.
I decided I should meet him, in a proper formal way.
"Bella, it's 9:00 and you never left the house."
So today at 8:11 when he smiled and said, "How are you?"
I said, "Fine. And my name's Bella."
And he softly answered, "Hey."
"That jerk! Doesn't he know not to mess with a married woman?"
And I said, "My name is Bella and thank you for the extra foam."
"You can't drink anything but blood? What did you get you get with foam on it?"
And he said his name is Taylor,
which provides the inspiration for this poem.
"Taylor who? I'm gonna kill him!"
Taylor, the latte boy.
"You like a latte boy? I can be a latte boy!"
Bring me java, bring me joy.
"You can't drink java!"
Oh, Taylor the latte boy.
I love him, I love him, I love him.
"I thought you loved me..."
So I'd like to get the nerve up.
To recite this poem musical.
He would like the fact it's musical,
because he plays guitar.
"I PLAY PIANO! I thought you liked classical music!"
So today at 8:11, Taylor told me he was playing,
"This all happened in one day? On a day you never left the house?"
in a band down in the village,
"What village?"
in the basement of a bar.
And he smoothly flipped the lever
to prepare my double latte.
"Bella? You don't drink lattes. I mean, you didn't even drink em when you were human!"
But for me, he made it triple,
and he didn't think I knew.
"Why is this jerk hitting on a married woman?!"
But I saw him flip the lever,
and for me he made it triple.
And I knew that triple latte meant that Taylor loved me too.
"Why do you love this jerk? You're married to me! I thought you loved me!"
I said, "What time are you playing?"
And thank you for the extra skim.
"The extra skim in your latte you can't even drink?!"
He said, "Keep the 3.55."
because this triple latte was on him.
"He really needs to stop hitting on you! He's really starting to cross the line!"
Taylor, the latte boy.
Bring me java, bring me joy.
Oh, Taylor the latte boy,
I love him, I love him, I love him.
"No you don't! You married me! You love me!"
I used to be the kind of girl,
who'd run when love rushed toward her.
"You didn't run when I said I loved you! That was like a death wish!"
But finally a voice whispered, "Love can be yours,
if you step up to the counter and order."
Taylor, the latte boy.
Bring me java, bring me joy.
Oh, Taylor the latte boy,
I love him, I love him, I love him.
"But what about me?!"
So many years my heart has waited.
"But you've been dating me for years! What do you mean waited?"
Who'd a thought that love could be so caffeinated?
"What?!"
Taylor, the latte boy.
I love him, I love him, I love him.
I love him, I love him, I looooooooooooove him!
My dad proceded to get down on both of his knees and grab my mom's hands. "Bella, I love you so much! Please, don't let this Taylor guy get in the way!"
Exasperated, my mom stood up. "Oh, Edward you dipstick. It's just a frickin song!"
"Really?"
"Yes," she sighed. "I really do love you."
He jumped and hugged my mom. "Yay! I love you too."
They then started making out. "Ewwwwwwwwwwwww! Parental PDA! That's disgusting!"
My mom looked at me with her eyebrows raised. "Well how do you think you got here?"
When I ran out of the room horrified, I bumped into Emmett and Rosalie who were about to go hunting.
Emmett was dancing and singing, "I'm out of time and all I've got is 4 minutes, fricky fricky, 4 minutes. Hey!" Crap. Not them too.
Kat: So I guess you know what the next chapter is.
Katy: I'm outta time and all I've got is 4 minutes...oh hi.
Kat: Congrats on making a fool outta your fricky fricky self.
Katy: Um...you did a pretty good job too...
Kat: But not as much as you.
Katy: Remember, review!