Well I would like to tell everyone this story is by: me and DubbleBubble71. This is a blush moment for me because how I made this story. I made up it as a daydream; even though it was Jasper and me. =) Blushing. It is like this story, but different because DubbleBubble71 and myself are writing it. I'm very happy to be doing this with her.
DubbleBubble71: ha! I'm ecstatic about righting this story with RunEdwardRun!! Yay us
Disclaimer: We don't own twilight. Or any of the songs. :(
RunEdwardRun: Me sad about that two =(
I can hear them screaming our name. I look over at my brothers smiling.
"Are you ready guys?" I ask them.
"Yes, of course." Jasper says.
"Heck yeah!" Emmett screams. Jasper and I laugh at our dear brother.
"Let's go!" I said running out onto the stage. "Hello New York!" They all scream now.
"Let's get started! I would like to tell everyone who my band mates are, is that alright with you?" The crowd goes wild.
"So, on the head guitar, we have my big brother Jasper Whitlock, on drums back there, my goof of a brother Emmett Whitlock, and me on bass and the mike. And we are Glass Rose!" We start to sing,
This is my December, this is my time of the year
This is my December, this is all so clear
This is my December, this is me alone
And I
(Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed) Jasper sang in the back ground.
And I'd give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
This is my December
There are me pretending
This is all I need
And I
(Just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed) Jasper sings.
And I
(Take back all the things I said to make you feel like that)
And I
(Just wish I that I didn't feel like there something I missed.)
And I
(Take back all the things that I said to you)
And I'd give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
Give it all away
Just to have somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone to come home to.
We sang our hearts out on that stage. After all of our songs, we ran back stage to get ready to go drive to our next concert.
Emmett, Jasper, and I smile at each other.
"Nice singing Bella." They say
"Nice rocking out." I tell them. We got changed into some sweats. My favorite kind of clothes. I lay in my bed on the trailer, so did Emmett and Jasper. Jaspers bed is across from mine, and Emmett's is on top of his. My dad, Charlie, was the driver of our tour bus. He wanted to be closer to us, so he quit his job and came on the road with us.
We were a little torn about it at first, but then we got happy about him being here. We wanted to live a life without him and go a little wild, but he would never let us do that now.
I guess I'm fine with it, I'm just happy were all here and safe.
"Hey Bells?" I look over at Jasper.
"Yeah?" I ask concerned.
"I was going to tell you, you need to drink more water on stage, we don't need you passing out on stage, and you know that will probably happen right?" I laugh.
"With my luck, yeah." I said simply.
"I didn't see you have any water at all." He says, turning the older brother.
"I had some when I went and changed my outfit." I tell him. He looks at me trying to believe. Okay, I might be lying, but he always worries.
"Make sure you do, I'll make sure Angela makes you." Angela is our makeup, clothes, and everything else person and she's one of my good friends. I love her to death.
"Whatever, fine I will." I said, closing my little blind thing for me to live in my own little world. I hear Jasper chuckle.
"Jasper, why can't you leave poor little Bella alone?" Emmett asks.
"Because she's my little sister, that's why." He says.
I hear Emmett chuckle, and I roll my eyes, "Dorks." I say.
"But we're your Dorks!" Emmett yells.
"No, you're not."
"But we're related!"
"That doesn't make you mine, duh."
Emmett rolls over, and huffing. I smile, knowing I won.
Swiftly, I go through all of our songs that we are going to sing at the concert in my head, grinning at the end of each one.
"Bella, What are you doing?" Jasper asks.
"Nothing!"
"You're going through songs?"
Dang-it, he knows me WAY too well, "Yes."
He chuckles, "Thought so."
"You're weird, you know that, Bells?" Emmett says.
I sigh, "Will you shut up?"
"No."
"Ugh."
I roll over again, and try to tune out their rambling voices. No such luck.
"Bella…..Bella…….Bella?" Emmett asks.
"What??" I ask.
"Will you sing something?"
Is he crazy?! "What?!"
"Will you sing something?"
"Noooo!"
"Why not?"
"Because, I just sang for two and a half hours straight! And why do want me to sing?"
"Because I can't fall asleep." He says simply.
I throw my pillow over my head, "No"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Guys!" Jasper yells.
"What?" I ask.
"Both of you, be quiet. Please."
I sigh, and turn on the radio hanging from the ceiling.
I nod my head as one of my favorite songs comes on.
Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
No matter what I say or do
I still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone
You hold me without touch
You keep me without chains
I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love and not feel your rain
Set me free, leave me be
I don't wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
I'm just the way I'm supposed to be
But you're on to me and all over me
You loved me 'cause I'm fragile
When I thought that I was strong
But you touch me for a little while
And all my fragile strength is gone
Set me free, leave me be
I don't wanna fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
I'm just the way I'm supposed to be
But you're on to me and all over me
I live here on my knees
As I try to make you see
That you're everything I think I need
Here on the ground
But you're neither friend nor foe
Though I can't seem to let you go
The one thing that I still know
Is that you're keeping me down
You're keeping me down
You're on to me, on to me and all over
Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
"Bella?"
"What Emmett?"
"Can you sing like that?"
"Like what?"
"Like Sandra Bareilles."
"No, I cannot sing like her, Emmett. I have my own voice." And, plus, I'm only seventeen, while Jasper and Emmett are eighteen.
"Oh, that makes sense."
I nod. Whoops, he can't see me. "Yeah, it does." I say.
"Night."
"Night."
"…..Jasper……Jasper?" I ask. But he doesn't reply. He must already be asleep.
I situate myself, and fall into a fairly deep slumber.
"Helloooo Fresno!" I yell.
The audience responds with as much enthusiasm.
I walk forward, my feet just barely over the edge of the stage, and I start singing.
Holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
I'm hearing what you say
But I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me done
But wait, you tell me that you're sorry
Didn't think I'd turn around
And say
At the beginning of the chorus, the ground suddenly comes closer to my face. I'm falling. I scream out for help, but It's useless. Everyone around me is frozen. Time is frozen. It's just me.
The end is near, I know it. My face is just inches away from the ground, and I close my eyes, awaiting the impact.
I practically jump out of bed, sweating, and on the brink of crying.
I try soothing myself by telling myself it is only a dream, and it helps.
Slowly breathing, I quietly lay back down, and fall back to sleep, this time without any dreams.
Dubblebubble71: Whatcha think? Please review guys. :) (We said Sandra Bareilles instead of Sarah Bareilles 'because you're not supposed to write about a real person.)
RunEdwardRun: What she said. Hahahahahahahah, Omg love your part, Bubbles heheheheh. I'm dorky yes. =P