Argh so I have all of these story Ideas that I want to write but I don't want to get to behind in my other stories so yeah but I'm just going to write this so I don't forget.

Disclaimer – this is so dumb I don't own anything geeze. Not even the song

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I was home alone Edward was hunting and wouldn't be back until tomorrow which was Sunday and later tonight I would be going over to his house to have a sleep over with Alice.

I just barely opened the present that Edward got me it was an Ihome I put it together which wasn't hard just plug it into an outlet.

So I hooked my Ipod up to it and pressed play.

After about ten minuets of listening to songs a familiar one came on one of my favorites. For some reason I couldn't help but dance to it.

(If you don't know the dance look it up on youtube the songs called crank dat by soulja boy)

You...!
Soulja boy tell 'em
Aye I got dis new dance fo ya'll called da Soulja Boy
You...!
You gotta punch den crank back 3 times from left to right
Ah... you...!

[Chorus x2:
Soulja boy off in dis hoe
Wat' me crank it
Wat' me roll
Wat' me crank dat soulja boy
Then superman dat hoe
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)

[Verse 1:
Soulja boy off in dis hoe
Wat' me lean and wat' me rock
Superman dat hoe
Then wat' me crank dat robocop
Super fresh, now wat' me jock
Jockin' on them haterz man
When i do dat soulja boy
I lean to the left and crank dat dance
(Now you...!)
I'm jockin' on yo bitch a
And if we get the fightin'
Then I'm cockin' on your bitch a
You catch me at yo local party
Yes I crank it everyday
Haterz get mad cuz
I got me some bathin' apes


[Chorus x2:
Soulja boy off in dis hoe
Wat' me crank it
Wat' me roll
Wat' me crank dat soulja boy
Then super man dat hoe
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)

[Verse 2:
I'm bouncin' on my toe

Wat' me super soak dat hoe
I'ma pass it to Arab
Then he gon pass it to Don Loc (Loc)
Haters wanna be me
Soulja boy, I'm da man
They be lookin at my neck
Sayin' it's the rubberband man (man)
Wat' me do it (wat' me do it)
Dance (dance)
Let get to it (let get to it)
Nope, you can't do it like me
Hoe, so don't do it like me
Folk, I see you tryna do it like me
Man that shit was ugly

[Chorus x4:
Soulja boy off in dis hoe
Wat' me crank it
Wat' me roll
Wat' me crank dat soulja boy
Then super man dat hoe
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)

[Hook:
I'm to clean off in dis hoe
Wat' me crank it
Wat' me roll
Wat' me crank that roosavelt
And super soak that hoe [x10

I'm to fresh up in dis bitch
Wat' me shuffle
Wat' me jig
Wat' me crank my shoulder work
Super man that bitch [x6

[Chorus x2:
Soulja boy off in dis hoe
Wat' me crank it
Wat' me roll
Wat' me crank dat soulja boy
Then super man dat hoe
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)
Now wat' me you...!
(Crank dat soulja boy)

When the song was over I was exhausted I was so glad Alice didn't catch me doing that or she would never let me live it down.

Five minuets after my little performance I heard a knock on my window.

Finally I thought as Alice slid inside. "Hey Bella" she screeched and ran to give me a hug we're going to have so much fun tonight" She had an evil glint in her eyes.

I grabbed my bag which I had packed during my time of boredom. Alice motioned for me to get onto her back. I jumped on and clutched to her so I wouldn't die when we jumped out of my window.

She broke into a run as soon as she hit the ground I squeezed my eyes shut as to not get motion sickness.

When we reached the house and walked inside I almost choked. In the front room there was a big stage with spot lights.

"A-alice what is this" I said afraid to ask.

She giggled "Silly Bella haven't you noticed the Talent show poster hung up all around are school.

"What" I gasped "No Alice, No Talent shows"

"Oh come on we would be doing a dance routine"

"What" I said in horror "I can't dance"

Yet somehow twenty minuets later I was on the stage.

"Ok Alice What song are we doing" I sighed

"Crank dat" she yelled at her computer. My eyes widened "Alice I cant do that dance" I said coming up to her "Sure" she said rolling her eyes "Then what's this" she clicked a button then my room was in view and I was dancing. Crap she did see.

"Bella I think you can dance so I expect you to do this, Please" No not the puppy eyes anything but that.

"Fine" I muttered unhappily "Yay" she gave me another out of breath squeezing hug.

Me, her and Rose where up on stage practicing. I only tripped once which made me very proud.

After our 50th time practicing, yes Alice made us practice A LOT. It was around three in the morning by the time we were done.

I yawned as I trudged upstairs to get ready for be.

I was snuggled in the bed in Edward's room and fell asleep.