Luckily, the Dynamic Duo (AKA: Alice & Emmett) didn't find it, so they went for an equally embarassing one. Alice read the label, "The Great Googlewhack Quest."

"Okay, okay! What do you suggest we do, Bella?" called Lyla from my bed as she munched on popcorn.

I shrugged and continued spinning in the chair by my desk. Mary yelled, barging in, "I bring soda and ideas! It's time for the hunt for a Googlewhack."

I raised an eyebrow and questioned, "What's a Googlewhack?"

Jess came out of my closet—Lord only knows what she was doing in there—and said, "A Googlewhack is where you go and type two words in the Google search and keep at it until you get one with exactly one hit!"

I sighed, "Please don't tell me that, even if I say no, you'll do it anyway."

They all grinned. I turned around and ordered, "Tell me what to search!"

Mary mumbled, "Try 'Armani armpit'."

Lyla groaned after a moment, "Awww! One-hundred-and-eighteen thousand hits!"

Jess commanded, "Type in 'materialistic diarrhea'."

I made a face as I complied. No luck. 491,000 hits. Next up was 'encyclopedia lackadaisical'. That one had 67,600. 'Adjunct puggle' came up with 71,300. 'Wiccan aardwolf' had 13,600. 'Obsequious wasp' had 96,800. 'Asterisk Jovani' had 11,600. 'Googlewhack sandwich' came up with 10,500. 'Anticlimactic oxymoron' had 18,600. 'Jellybeans anticlimactic' had 3,570! We crossed that one out, though, after discovering 'jellybeans' was actually two words. Another hour of random phrases later, we gave up.

I announced to the camera, "So ends our Googlewhack adventure! That was so much fun!"

Then, the camera shut off.

There was silence for a moment and then Esme asked, "What's the point?"

I shrugged and replied, "I never truly figured it out myself. It was just something to do because we were bored."

Emmett and (surprisingly) Jasper chorused, "I've gotta try that!"

I rolled my eyes as Carlisle found the next tape. He read the label of the tape, "7th Grade Winter Formal."

I groaned. Lovely.

The video started with me and Lyla walking into the gym from the hallway outside (AN: I'm modeling it after my school dance, so don't knock the description). The bleachers had been pushed back and mats were spread all over to make sure there was traction not provided by the waxed floor. Loud rap music came through the speakers, and Lyla immediately went over to the request area. She was there for about thirty seconds before I dragged her off. Up next came in Jess and Mary, talking and laughing as they made their way over to us. We danced for awhile before a certain song came on. Jess crowed, "It's our song!"

The song was L.O.V.E. by Ashley Simpson. We each let out a squeal and the trio linked hands, standing around me and dancing like that as I danced in the middle.

All my girls stand in a circle
And clap your hands
This is for you
Ups and downs; highs and lows
No matter when, we'll make it through!

We each began singing very poorly to it, and everyone suddenly joined the circle, and made their own. Lyla lept inside with me and we danced together perfectly, looking like polar opposites the whole time. When the song ended, there was a round of applause and the video ended.

Bada bing, bada boom! That's that! Hope you likey!
~TWC~
"Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. It's just that yours is stupid."
"I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you."