"I think we should go out." Alice proclaimed.

"Go out where?" Rosalie asked skeptically.


The Cullens walked into the bar, Edward trailing behind, looking depressed.

"I'm gonna sing Envy by Digital Daggers." A voice said from the small stage in front of the bar. The crowd cheered. The Cullen's looked to the stage, where the singer stood, with her eyes closed, small waist made visible by the clingy dress she wore.

"Is that-" Esme began to say.

"Shh" Edward said. The girl began to sing in a soft, beautiful voice.

Someday maybe I'll know
What's behind that window
And I'll be on the inside
Looking out at the lonely nights

She placed both her hands on the mic.

And I'll be by your side
We'll hang the Christmas lights
Get lost in better times
If only in my mind

A small smile settled on her lips.

Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark
Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark

Esme flashed a glare in Edward's direction.

Someday maybe I'll learn
The comfort of strangers
And I won't feel the winter's bite
Looking out at the lonely nights
'Cause I'll be by your side
We'll hand the Christmas lights
Get lost in better times
If wishes came true
I'd be in there with you

Now roughly everyone was glaring at Edward, who looked dazed.

Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark
Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark

She leaned away from the mic looking down, her hair shielding her face. When she looked back up, she drew in a deep breath. Her round hips began to sway.

Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark
Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark
Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark
Feel my heart start bursting with envy
'Cause I'm still in the dark

The crowd applauded and her eyes slowly opened. The green orbs scanned the crowd, if she saw them she gave no indication. Her long red hair swung freely around face. Her looks grew more furtive, as if she were looking for someone that wasn't there, her eyes finally seemed to find what they'd been looking for. As she moved to step off the stage, her dress, satin aquamarine blue dress with black lace embroidery, swirled around her upper thigh. A woman stood at the bottom of the stairs, she stood with her arms crossed so that her hands were on her small waist, her pale blonde hair had a light blue sheen to it, her eyes silver-almost translucent. The red-haired woman continued down the stairs until she and the blonde were standing close to each other, the blonde placed a hand on the other's cheek and pulled her into a long passionate kiss.


May become a story.