On our way back to Forks, I turned it to a fifties station on the radio. Since I don't have toi par the skyliners had just came on and I looked over at Bella. Her brow creased as she stared out the windsheild. "Are toi okay, Love?"
"This song sounds so fimilar. I never listen to this kind of music, but I can sing every word in my head." She looked over to me and I smiled.
"You used to l’amour this song." I looked back out to the road.
"After toi were murdered in 1918, toi were born again. Another chance for us. I still remember it." I smiled.
It was 1962, and I had just pulled up to the town's le dîner, salle à manger and Dance. I was wearing my black, blue and dark blue stripped sweater-only back then, the stripes were vertical-and my black pants. Alice had taught me how to make that one perfect girl that sat on my fourhead.
I could hear the song, Big Girl's Don't Cry par The Four Seasons playing on the inside and I pulled the door open.
I spotted her sitting a little ways down the bar. She had a white strappless dress on that of course poofed out after the waist. A dark blue ribbon was tied around her waist and the same blue ribbon tied in a head band with a bow on the right side. She had pearl earrings and a neckless, and I noticed I had stopped dead in my tracks.
She was sitting suivant to another girl and they both at once sang, "Big girls, don't cry-i-i." and giggled. I had to chuckle myself and made my way over to her. I was a few stool's away when Elvis's song Are toi Lonesome Tonight, came on over the juke box. Her friend hopped up and ran to a preppy blonde boy and she still sat.
I walked over and sat beside her and asked her "Are toi lonesome tonight?", the same time Elvis sang the words. She smiled slightly and spoke to me.
"My friend is just dancing with her boyfriend." she looked down and back up to me. "What about you?"
"I'm not anymore." I smiled and she blushed. "If toi don't mind me asking, why aren't toi out dancing with your boyfriend?"
"I don't have one. I don't want to be with a boy who uses me for popularity."
"You must be populaire at your school." The foutain girl walked over and I ordered a coca float.
"You could say that. My daddy own's the car boutique in town. You're not from here are you? Where are toi from?"
"Alaska." The foutain girl brought my the float and I slid it over to her. "For you. What's your name?"
"Mary." She smiled. "And thank you."
Mary. So close to Marie.
Since I Don't Have toi par the Skyliners rolled through the diner. "Dance with me?" I asked and stood up, reaching out my hand.
She smiled and hopped out of her seat, placing her hand in mine.
"Maybe that's where toi remember it from." I smiled at her.
"I was a teen in the 50's and 60's? Wow." She smiled. "How was that chance for us ruined?
"You got very ill. And no one could figure out what was wrong with you."
She was silent as she stared out the window.
She sighed and smiled and looked over to me. "We'll I'm here now. And toi know what they say, Third time's a charm."
I chuckled and kissed her hand. "That they do."
"So, was I pretty back then?"
"Bella, toi have never been merly pretty. Every time I see toi I have to catch my breath."
She lifted our hands and ran her thumb over the crease in my fourhead. "I l’amour you."
"As I l’amour you." I kissed her hand again.
Once we were home, I sat down with Bella in my room and went through hundreds of songs and sang them with her. She didn't remember the times like I did of course, but she still knew the words. I put in one of my softer cd's and she fell asleep as I laid suivant to her chant Tears On My Pillow. That had been one of her favorites. I left her to sleep and walked downstairs humming Stand par Me when Alice came from the kitchen, smiling.
"I thought I heard toi singing. It's been a while." She sat down on the canapé and I sat suivant to her.
"Bella heard the song we first danced to in the 60's and I told her the story. We came accueil and she wanted to listen to them all again so we sat in my room for hours and sang the songs. She finally fell asleep." I chuckled.
"Tears On My Pillow?" Alice smiled.
"Of Course." I laughed. "Guess old habbits die hard."
"So did toi guys find a condo?"
"Yes, actaully, we did. Bella about had a cœur, coeur attack when I showed it to her."
"Aren't toi glad toi went with my plan? montrer her this once and toi won't have to look at anymore." She laughed.
"Thank toi Alice." I smiled.
"What do toi want?"
She propped her elbow up on the back of the canapé and rested her head on her palm. "What do toi hope the baby is?"
"Actually, I hope it's a girl." I smiled.
"Have toi thought of names? Just ideal names?" She asked picking at a fingernail.
"Well, I like the name Charli. ou Ever ou Blair. Something different."
"I like them. I would have never picked those names out. I would have gone really girly with something like, Lily, ou Kaylee." She giggled. "What if it's a boy?"
"Coen, ou Braylen, ou McShain. Again. Something different."
"Well, I think I like McShain for a boy, and Ever for a girl. toi must be excited to have names already in mind." She smiled.
"I am." I smiled back. "She told me third time's a charm." I laughed. "When actually the third time it is."
"You're finally going to get your happily ever after." Alice laughed and got up from the canapé turning on the stereo. "Come on Edward. We are going to dance." She pulled me up and Stand par Me played through the stereo.
"Just so toi know." I laughed as she wrapped her arms around my waist. "I'm not avaiable."
"Well, your in luck, because neither am I." she laughed.
I toi haven't ever heard any of the songs I listed through this chapter toi HAVE to listen to them. The 50's and early 60's musique was so true and amazing. My favori listed is Big Girls Don't Cry par The Four Seasons.