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Thanks so much for reading this. It was going to be a different story, but it just fit together to darn well. I hope you laugh as much as I did planning this with my best friend mrs. lautner 578. Another huge thanks to my beta SheWolfx3.

Note: If you don't know what Gwen Stefani looks like, go look at a picture. It will make one part much more funny.

SPOV

I ran to the bonfire. I had gone home to get something to eat and was running late.

I stumbled in just as Jacob's dad was starting to speak.

"Thank you for gracing us with your presence." My mother said with a glare

I just sat down. It was really better not to answer her when she was in one of her moods. Embry was sitting next to me.

"What took you so long?" he whispered so mom couldn't hear "We all got here on time."

"I was hungry." I whispered back. Sam glared at me. He was such an annoying grown up sometimes. He was only a little older than the rest of us, but as soon as he got near the elders, he went all mature.

"Nice dude." Embry just looked at me "You couldn't wait?"

"I was very, very, very hungry." I said with emphasizing the very's

Sam glared at us again and shushed us.

"Did he just shush me?" Embry asked. I could tell he hadn't like it "He's not even my alpha. He cannot shush me. I won't even let Jake shush me. Ugh!"

We shut up then. I knew it would be best not to argue with Embry or Sam and just let then have their ways. I only choose a battle when I know I can win it.

About half way into one of the stories, Embry turned and looked at me. He had an extremely annoyed look on his face.

"Dude, why are you humming Rich Girl"?" He asked

I had it stuck in my head, but hadn't realized that I was actually making noise.

In my mind, there was an odd Leah-Gwen singing: she had Leah's skin color, eyes and mouth, but Gwen's hair, nose, and legs. The rest was blurred and somewhat manly. I didn't realize how messed up that image really was.

I had just gotten to the part where Gwen, or Leah, was really rocking the refrain.

I tried to shut up, but then it was really stuck in my head. I felt the energy running through me. I was about to burst out singing, from the beginning, when I heard a small noise from the other side of the fire.

"Na na na na na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na."

I looked over, and saw that it was Quil Sr. He started humming with me in perfect synch. We quietly sang together making eye contact.

"If I was a rich girl, na na na na na na na na na na na na na na , I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl. No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end, Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl."

Sam looked at us, and turned his head. He would never doubt of Quil Sr.

We moved on to the next part. My mom was talking and Billy, Jake, Leah, Quil, and Embry had joined us.

"Think what that money could bring, I'd buy everything"

We kept going for most of the song. Eventually, we all stood up and bellowed out the rest of the song. People had been steadily joining.

"If I was rich girl (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na nah). See, I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl. No man could test me, impress me, my cash flow would never ever end
Cause I'd have all the money in the world, if I was a wealthy girl"

Quil Sr. jumped up on a picnic table and started shaking his hips.

"Na na na na na na na!"

He jumped off and kept dancing, his head was bobbing. He was also twitching, and shaking in ways that old men shouldn't. Then it got worse.

"Uh huh, uh huh, work it baby, work it!" He kept dancing, even though no one was singing anymore.

There was dead silent and he switched songs.

"Everybody makes mistakes
Everybody has those days
Everybody knows what, what' I'm talkin' 'bout
Everybody gets that way"

He was dancing on the table again, and was just about to start the refrain when Quil jumped on the table.

"Please dad get down, it's over." He begged him

"I ain't done yet! Let me have my fun!" He pushed him and continued dancing.

Quil just sat on the floor looking at him. After a while, he got up and started walking home. Everyone had left. We all went home.

As I got further and further, I kept looking back at Quil Sr. He was still dancing. Leah looked at me.

"Old people are so cool." She said

"What about mom?" I asked

"Good point, old men are so cool."

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