Disclaimer: The characters are not mine.
My name is Bella and I'm at a crossroads in my life. What I'm about to tell you is based on a true story, well, true for the most part. The names and some of the events have been changed to protect the innocent, and the guilty. Mostly to protect the guilty, and most of the time the guilty party was me. I guess we'll get to that in the portion of the story where I air my various escapades. You can judge the events accordingly.
My life has been one filled with dramatics and music, typically both at the same time. I've had a wild ride over the past 26 years, and the past 8 years have been particularly unique and I suppose that is where my story starts.
I love music and have for as long as I can remember. As a young child my mother told me I would dance and hum along to music in my crib and high chair. While I had seen a few shows prior to the age of 17, my first show I decided to go to on my own was that fateful year of my life. That was the first time I really felt alive. I'm not going to tell you my taste was particularly refined, because that would be a lie, but I will never forget the first time I stepped into a rock show. I saw New Found Glory, Alkaline Trio and blink-182. In that moment, I knew I was changed forever. That was the first show-high I ever had.
A show high is simple. It's the elated feeling a person has after witnessing a particularly amazing music concert. I caught it bad that night and I knew I would need another hit quickly to get that feeling back. So, I decided to drive 5 hours to see the show again, and another 3 hours to see it a 3rd time. If knew then this would become the trend in my life…
My demeanor changed. I had been looking for an outlet in my life, and here it was, right in front of me. I had tasted freedom and felt the rebel for those nights. I was permanently changed.
That summer continued on, and I found myself at an Eve6 show at a local venue. That was the first time I ever laid eyes on Edward Cullen. He was in the opening band playing bass when I walked into the room. He was gorgeous. Stunning. Tall and lean with messy copper colored hair. He looked like a runner or a basketball player, but there he was playing an instrument and occasionally singing. He was like a magnet. I had to know him.
I watched both bands and then went to buy a t-shirt from Edward Cullen. Honestly, I didn't like the t-shirt very much, it was orange with black writing and 2 sizes to big and reminded me of Halloween in all the wrong ways, but it had their tour dates on the back and buying the shirt would give me the opportunity to talk to the intriguing bassist.
Our exchange was short, I can't even remember what I said (nervousness), but I remember I made the promise I would come see them again now that I had the t-shirt with the tour dates across the back. He was kind and gave me a stunning smile that took my breath away. It was all I could do to get away before I started giggling.
Over the course of that summer, I became friends with Edward. Well, friends might be too strong of a word. We became friendly. I hadn't exchanged numbers with him or any of the other members of his band, Second Place, but we were definitely on a first name basis and our conversations were becoming friendlier with each passing show. It was wonderful and frustrating. My crush on Edward grew with each show that summer had to offer and my love for the band intensified with every moment. .
I went to college that fall a couple of hours away and got into a routine of listening to new bands. I was lucky enough to be within an hour of Chicago, so I was able to head into the city to see shows from time to time. It was in the spring of that first year that my relationship with Second Place and Edward changed forever.
I lived in a dorm room with 2 very active girls on campus and they came to me and asked if I knew a band that would be willing to play a concert on one of the quads. This was it! I found the band's e-mail address on their website and set them up to play the show. Second Place were coming to stay with me and to play a show at my college. Edward Cullen, Emmett McCarty, and Jasper Whitlock were coming to change my life forever.
And that is where my story and my music industry career began. The following is a story of growing up, falling in love with music, touring the country, falling in love with the boy, working for a record label, and meeting the crossroads in life where important decisions are made. The question is, will I make the right one?
So, this is just something I am trying out. Already working on the next chapter and since I have all of the events of the story locked in my memory, I should be able to crank out the whole story in due time.