Fan Fiction
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Halfling
Can’t even flourish
and I feel so hypnotized
Feel so energized
Do I need to slow down?
‘Cause right now I can’t seem to fight it
I kind of like how it’s flowing.
“ ‘Wake me up inside, wake me up inside,
Call my name and save me from the dark,
Bid my blood to run before I come undone,
Save me from the nothing I’ve become…’”
Nessie was singing to an Evanescence song with Seth as her backup vocal as they pulled into one of the very active malls in Seattle. Jacob in the backseat, (he was doing Seth a favor), thought the lyrics they were chiming sounded depressing enough but didn’t object too much considering that they actually sounded…good. Even Seth with his young, teenage voice. And Nessie clearly had inherited her father’s musical talent. She wasn’t unaware of that. When the song ended she beamed in the overhead mirror.
“Seth and I can totally start a band!”
Jacob grinned. “Yeah, but those lyrics..”
“What’s the matter, Jake?” Seth turned to pat Jacob’s head, “Intimidated by a suddenly scarier Nessie?”
Nessie turned the engine off, laughing. “If he isn’t already afraid of me. A Goth rock band might be a pretty smash hit with our vocals, Seth.”
The threesome piled out of the epic silver Volvo in the crowded parking lot. Nessie’s admiration of her dad was so obvious a thing that everyone who knew her had come to notice how she tended to copy his style. However, Nessie did wish that her Auntie Alice had lent her the yellow Porsche just this once so she could see a few heads turn.
Little did Nessie know that those heads were turning, nonetheless.
The Seattle mall was a downright maze for the La Push kids. Not so much for Renesmee. Though, her favorite store in the whole place was Barnes and Noble.
Once they were inside the beehive of a place, Seth made his way to a game store. Whenever he came here, which was only with Nessie, Jacob usually just followed Seth or tagged behind Nessie to the book store, although he didn’t feel as if he fit in particularly there. There was always the music section.
But today the book store was not Renesmee’s first stop. She paused in front of a place that sold mostly accessories and peeked at the leopard print wallets and silk clutches in the window.


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