AN: I don't own any of Stephenie Meyer's characters. If I did, Edward would have picked me, and Bella would have taken Jacob.
Bella looked wearily out the windshield of the Porshe from the passenger's seat. Alice had insisted on driving. Again. The pixie just couldn't get enough of the canary yellow automobile. Even after 20 years, she acted as if it was just bought yesterday.
Bella shivered, remembering with startling clarity, just what Alice had to do to earn the car. She had never liked Alice's hostage slumber parties. Slowly, Bella adjusted to the present, all to willing to let go of those memories. Any time without Edward was a time better off forgotten.
Bella replayed the days past few hours in her mind instead. The Cullen boys had decided to go hunting, dragging Jacob, who almost never left Renesmee's side willingly, with them. The girls, not wanting to be left behind while the men were having fun, decided to go on a trip of their own. The boys took Emmett's monstrous jeep in the opposite direction of the girls, who took Alice's Porsche. They didn't want to have to compete for their food. They did enough of that at home.
She became aware the radio softly playing in the car. It would be barely audible to human ears, but the three vampires and one half-vampire in the car could hear it perfectly. Bella recognized the uppity voice of the radio dj announcing an old pop song. "And this my amazing listeners, is a pop song from about twenty years ago. It was once on top of the charts. Enjoy." Curious, Bella listened to the opening lyrics of the song.
"This was never the way I planned, not my intention…"
Bella wondered why she had never heard the song before. Given she didn't usually listen to this type of music, if you could truly call this song music, but she was still stumped as to why she had never heard even a little bit of it.
Bella was so wrapped up in trying to force herself to remember hearing this song, that when the comfortable silence was broken, she jumped a little. A soft humming was coming from the backseat, perfectly harmonizing with the song's tempo. Bella turned, startled to find Rosalie the one humming. Renesmee was looking at her aunt just as incredulously. Rosalie looked at them both, an innocent expression playing across her breathtakingly beautiful face.
"What?" Rosalie questioned.
"Do you know what the lyrics to this song are, Aunt Rosalie?" Renesmee asked, her tone saying that she had indeed heard this song before.
As if she knew this was coming, which Bella reminded herself, she probably did, Alice, grinning, turned up the song full blast, and the singer's voice bumped its way through the speakers.
"I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chap stick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong, it felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it."
Alice turned the radio to its previous volume and acted as though nothing had happened. Bella stared at Rosalie a moment more, and then began laughing hysterically.
"And what may I ask, is so damn hilarious?" Rosalie demanded. She did not like being laughed at.
"Hahaha—did you—haha—hear what that song—hahahah—was about?" Bella gasped through giggles. Renesmee looked at her mother as though she had lost her mind.
"Yes as a matter of fact I did. I've heard that song before. It was a hit in Denali." Rose spat.
Bella instantly sobered up. Rosalie was referring to the very time that Bella was trying to forget. When Edward had left. The raw edges of the gaping wound that had formed in Bella's chest twinged painfully.
"Did Uncle Emmett know you liked that song?" Renesmee asked, laughter dancing in her eyes.
"He heard me listening to it once. But when I started singing it he got jealous. So he set the radio on fire," she shrugged.
Alice looked over at Bella worriedly. She had gotten awful quiet. She focused back on the road and her eyes glazed over. What she saw made her laugh her high, melodious laugh. Everyone looked at her questioningly while she shook with mirth. Everyone except the girl in the passenger's seat.
"That Bella," Alice sniggered, "is the best idea I've heard in a decade."