Disclaimer: All characters are the express right of Stephenie Meyer. No copy right infringement intended.

AN: Special thanks to my beta, toocute24. Sally you are the best! Also, I do not hold the rights to any of the songs used.

BPOV

I walked into the bar and looked around, trying to find my sister and our friends. I fished my phone out of my pocket and sent her a text.

I'm here. Where r u? ~B

I didn't have to wait long before my phone vibrated in my hand.

Go to your left. We are sitting at a table by stairs. ~K

I turned in the direction that Kate told me, skirting around tables and waitresses. I finally spotted them and immediately went over to them.

"Took you long enough! Where the hell have you been?" Kate asked.

"Jake needed to 'talk,'" I told her, making the quotes with my fingers.

Rosalie scoffed. "When is the mutt gonna take a hint?"

I laughed. "I think he finally got it. At the very least, he got a fat lip. Fucker tried to cop a feel."

"Did you hit him?" Alice wanted to know.

"No, I elbowed him," I commented.

"Hey, ladies, what can I get ya?" a brown haired woman asked at our sides.

"I'll take a Cosmo," Alice said.

"I'll have a dry martini," Kate requested.

Rosalie and I looked at each other and ordered long-necks. I am not a fru-fru drink kind of girl. Give me a beer and I am happy.

After the waitress had brought our drinks, I asked the question I had been dying to. "So why are we here?"

Rosalie and Kate laughed. Kate was two years older than me, but had never treated me like the younger sibling. Rosalie, Alice, and I had met in grade school and had been inseparable since.

"We are here to listen to the fuckhot band that plays here," Kate grinned.

Alice was bouncing in her seat. "They also do this thing where they play a song that is a duet. Whatever table number they call, a lucky girl from it gets to get up and sing with the lead singer. See, that's why all the tables are numbered."

"Down Pixie!" Rose laughed.

I nodded, "Okay, so if our table number is called, who is gonna go sing?" Three sets of eyes looked at me. "Oh, no. No way. Come on! You guys can't expect me to get up there. That's crazy!"

"Oh, come on, Bells. You're the best singer out of all of us. Plus, you would get to meet the hot band and maybe help out your big sister and friends," Kate encouraged.

I sighed in resignation. "Whatever. What's the likely hood that they'll call this table number, anyway?"

You know that saying 'don't count your chickens before they hatch'? Yeah, I should have thought of that. I had no idea at the time, though, that calling the number for our table would change my life in unimaginable ways.

EPOV

"Edward, I swear man, if we don't get someone on stage tonight that can actually carry a tune, I am gonna beat the drums with my head to avoid the misery," Emmett complained as we got ready to go onstage.

I laughed. "Emmett, stop being so dramatic."

"Yeah. Think about it this way: we are getting to meet some amazing looking chicks," Garrett laughed.

"Come on, guys," Jasper, always the peacemaker, spoke up. "It's only one song."

I just shook my head and strapped up before jumping on the stage. Before we got started, I looked at Jazz, "Hey, Bro, you gonna be alright on the steel tonight?"

He snorted. "It'll be fine, Edward. Calm down."

I nodded and headed toward the front. I plugged my Fender Strat in to the waiting amp and ran through a few chords. Just as I was about to step up to the microphone, I saw her.

She was beautiful. Her long brown hair reached her waist, and she had a creamy complexion that wasn't caked over with make-up. The tight skinny jeans and blue sweater she wore made the 'v' of her skin that was visible even creamier.

I broke from my stare as the guys started the music. Once I got pulled in, I almost forgot about the stunning brunetteā€¦almost.

STM

We had been going strong for about an hour when we decided to take a break.

"We'll be back in fifteen. Then we'll announce our lucky singer," I said and then backed off the stage.

I walked into the dressing area that the owners of the bar had established for us. The guys were already talking about some girls that they had seen.

"Man, there was this leggy blonde. Mmm, come to Papa!" Emmett was saying.

"It better not have been the blonde that I spotted," Garrett warned.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, grabbing a bottle of water.

Jasper looked over at me. "We spotted these three girls coming in tonight and we're staking our claim. Sorry, Bro, but there are only three of them."

I shrugged. "No problem. I spotted my own pretty lady. Man, Jazz, she is the prettiest woman I have ever seen."

Jasper raised an eyebrow. "Better looking than Lauren?"

I grimaced, thinking of my ex. She was all plastic, even her personality. "Much better. So, whose turn is it?"

Emmett smiled. "Mine."

"Okay, what number?"

Emmett sat back and thought for a moment, scratching his chin like this was the biggest decision he would ever make. "Forty-four."

"Alright. Let's go see what we get," Jasper laughed.

"Remember, it could be a guy," Garrett chuckled.

"Bite your tongue!" Emmett exclaimed.

I just shook my head and laughed as we headed back out on stage. I watched as Jasper set up the second mic stand and then handed the microphone to the waiting busboy. He told him the table number and then stood up straight.

I stepped up to my mic. "How we doing tonight?"

A loud roar came through the crowd, along with the usual catcalls and shrill whistles.

"Alright, well, Liam is heading over to the lucky table this evening. Congratulations to the patrons of table forty-four. If you're not familiar with how this works, well, we play music that is usually sung as a duet. You jump in at the appropriate place. Don't worry if you can't carry a tune; we're all here to have fun." I looked over at Emmett and grinned when he rolled his eyes.

"Let's do this," Emmett said into his mic.

The music started and I let it wash over me, waiting to see who my singing companion would be for the evening. Nothing could have prepared me for who it was.

BPOV

When they called out our table number I just about died. Alice clapped like a giddy elf, while Rose and Kate laughed at my blushing face. Not one to back down from a challenge, though, I took the microphone from Liam.

When the music started, I got up and made my way slowly toward the stage. The minute the music began, I knew what the song was. I would recognize those guitar riffs anywhere.

When the lead singer started singing, I felt heat rush to my body, just from his voice.

We didn't care if people stared
We'd make out in a crowd somewhere
Somebody'd tell us to get a room
It's hard to believe that was me and you
Now we keep saying that we're OK
But I don't want to settle for good not great
I miss the way that it felt back then I wanna feel that way again

I stopped at the top of the stairs that would lead me across the dance floor, I didn't want to be seen yet, although I knew I couldn't avoid it forever.

Been so long that you'd forget the way I used to kiss your neck

I lifted the mic to my lips.

Remind me, remind me

I watched as the crowd parted, so I stepped forward and met the greenest eyes I had ever seen.

So on fire so in love. Way back when we couldn't get enough

I continued forward as I sang the words, never taking my eyes from his.

Remind me, remind me

I stopped when I was halfway there and continued the song, making sure to keep eye contact.

Remember the airport dropping me off
We were kissing goodbye and we couldn't stop

EPOV

I was staring into the warm chocolate eyes of my beauty. She had the body of a seductress and the voice of an angel.

I felt bad cause you missed your flight

When her voice meshed with mine, it was indescribable.

But that meant we had one more night

She stopped halfway to the stage. She was really putting on a show and I couldn't help but grin.

Do you remember how it used to be
We'd turn out the lights and we didn't just sleep

I was mesmerized as I listened to her voice. She was the best one that we had ever had join us.

Remind me, Baby, remind me

I watched her as she continued to step toward the stage, creeping ever closer to me.

Oh, so on fire so in love
That look in your eyes that I miss so much

She stopped at the edge of the stage. I reached down and pulled her up at the perfect moment. The touch of her skin to mine, almost made me forget the words.

Remind me, Baby, remind me

She was standing right next to me - so close that I could smell her strawberry scented hair.

I wanna feel that way

I stared at her.

Yeah, I wanna hold you close

Her eyes stayed on mine and it was like we sang the next words to each other.

Oh, if you still love me
Don't just assume I know

I swung my guitar around and ran straight into the musical break as she continued to sing.

Baby, remind me, remind me

Her voice was still going strong when the guitar riff was over.

Do you remember the way it felt?

I leaned toward the microphone.

You mean back when we couldn't control ourselves

She smiled at me.

Remind me

I winked at her.

Yeah, remind me

I picked up the guitar riff again.

All those things that you used to do
That made me fall in love with you
Remind me, oh, Baby, remind me

It seemed like she hung onto those notes forever. Where had this girl been hiding?

Yeah, you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
All those mornings I was late for work
Remind me

Oh, Baby, remind me

Oh, Baby, remind me, Baby, remind me
Yeah, you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
Oh, yeah, remind me
Baby, remind me

The crowded bar when nuts as the song came to a close. I had forgotten where I was, I was so lost in her. I felt my dick twitch as she blushed from all the attention. What was this girl doing to me?