Okay it's finally here, well at least the first chapter lol. This is the start of a new story and I think you all know what it is. I'm glad I get to make so many people happy with my stories. I would also like to take the time to thank YourGuardianAngel13. I read her stories and she inspired me and I decided to try and make my own shake it up fic, so thank you and if you didn't read her stories check them out. Now here's Hopeless Love. Gordonboy14

Hopeless Love

You all remember me right? Yeah, I'm Zendaya Coleman, the girl whose life completely changed over ten weeks, and to top it all off, the girl I was fighting for moved away right when she was mine. It's been two years since Bella moved away and my life is pretty much shit. Many people say I have the good life since now a major superstar, but it still doesn't make up for the huge hole I have in my heart. I got so many mixed reactions from coming out. My mom fully approved of it and was very proud that I made an adult decision. My dad on the other hand was upset, he wasn't mad, but he was upset. Eventually he cooled down, but still doesn't approve of what I did.

I'm also a huge singer also. I've worked with many well known artists like Rihanna, who has become one of my good friends. Almost all of my songs that I I've released have been about Bella, ''Gone'', ''Empty'', and the biggest, ''Hopeless Love'' and that's just a few songs. I've taken down Disney as well. When they fired me and Bella, I did everything that I could to take action aganist them. When people realized what I mean't they fought by my side. Disney was hated by many people by not taking kids as they are, and eventually they had to make a whole new change.

I have everything I've ever wanted, money, fans, but one big piece is missing from my life puzzle...Bella. I spend most of my time now at my house listening to sad songs and crying in my room. I've always thought that I could simply call or text people who live far away, but that proves a tough task. I've tried to call Bella and Tyrell, but none of my calls gets through. Yeah I haven't forgotten about Tyrell either, he was the one who gave me the courage to push on and fight to get the girl of my dreams. I haven't seen or heard from him since that day he moved away, and the bad part is I never asked him where he was moving, so I can't even visit him if I wanted.

It's all stupid really, I can't help myself but think that this is all my fault. I mean think about , if I didn't have those feelings for Bella in the first place none of this would have happened. I would probaly still be here with Bella, but I've gotten so many things from what I did, but I'm not really happy though. My mom always say ''Everything happens for a reason'', so I guess that this means something.

I'm in my bed as always staring at the ceiling listening to sad songs when I hear a soft knock on my door. ''Zendaya?'' I hear my mom's voice. I get up and turn off the music. I then walk over to the door and slightly stick my head out of it.

''Yes?'' I ask sadly.

''I'm sorry I have to tell you this, but we're moving'' My mom says.

''What!'' I scream.

''Look I'm sorry, but we have to move away from here''

''At least tell me where we're moving'' I say

''Miami'' and with that my mom leaves.

I don't know about this, it seems to be wrong somehow, but I'm 17 and I can't go against my mother. She didn't tell me when we we're leaving, so I decide to ask her. ''Mom!'' ''What'' she responds.

When are we leaving?'' I ask

''We're leaving in an hour'' my mom says.

An hour!, how the hell are we going to pack up everthing and leave in an hour? I walk out of my room and go downstairs and discover all the boxes ready to go. I really must have spent some time in my room. ''Oh Zendaya you are finally out of that room'' my mom says. ''Yeah'' I say, still looking at all the boxes. ''Zendaya can you take care of that'' my mom says pointing to a box. I cringe at hearing her say ''take care''. Yeah I still do that.

I now hate the word love. Love to me was a special bond between two people, now to me it means a hurt and tears. I always heard sad love songs on the radio and never understood what they meant, but now I fully understand what they mean and I wish I hadn't. My love story was a big one across the country,. I had many interviews with a lot of people and to this day they still talk about it. I don't like talking about it though, it just brings back too many memories.

I finish up downstairs and head back upstairs to pack. This is kinda hard too, I mean, my house is the only real thing I have to remember Bella by, other than pictures and videos, my house is the only thing. I pack very slowly and eventually finish in 30 minutes. I walk to my closet and get dressed. I look at myself in the mirror and touch up my hair to where it's presentable. I fix my makeup and give my room one last look before I walk downstairs.

When your famous and need anything done, it's almost positive it will be done in less than fifteen minutes. I walk to the car and sit and wait. While I'm there I pull out that picture of Bella that I always carry around and softly begin to cry. It's not fair, I fought for so long at when I won I still didn't get the prize. I lose track of time and before I know it we're at the airport. I have my own private jet so I can just go. All of our stuff is put on another plane to follow us. I board the plane and sit where nobody can bother me and after that we take it.

The plane took off and I get my last view of Los Angeles. ''Goodbye'' I say to myself as the plane starts to make it's way towards Miami.

It would have been longer, but I have to try to update my other stories, but I will be back :)