I do not own Twilight nor American Idol nor the songs used.

Basically, Bella gets on American Idol and rocks. All the songs she chooses fits her at the moment.

I've altered the show a little bit. Instead of auditioning, the contestants have to send in a application and if they are accepted, they're flown to L.A. From there, America takes over as the judges. The panel is still there, but only for criticism.

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared

After he left, I was an emotional wreck. I was like a zombie doing things on autopilot. I basically had no social life. People learned to leave me alone because of this. Charlie never seemed to care about me, always going fishing or going to work. At night, I had dreams that I was in the forest and had nothing to look for, so I screamed. Oh, by the way, my name is Isabella Marie Swan, but I prefer Bella.

Ring, Ring, Ring. The phone shocked me out of my thoughts, I went to it and picked it up. "Hello, Swan Residence," I said. "Is this Isabella Swan," a male voice asked. "This is she," I answered. "Hi, this is Toran Matthews from American Idol, we have decided to fly you out here to be on the show," Toran said. I was in to much shock to answer. I had signed up to do American Idol thinking that I wouldn't get picked, but here I am talking to one of the producers. "Hey, are you there," he asked. "Yeah, I am, but this is a shock. I never thought I'd get picked," I replied. "I know this has come as a shock to you, but your plane will be leaving tomorrow at 6 p.m.," Toran said. "Okay, I'll be ready," I said. "Alright, bye," he said. The line went dead.

After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

Oh man, what am I going to tell Charlie? "Hey, Bells, is something wrong," Charlie asks as he comes in. "No, it's just I signed up to be on American Idol and I just got a call telling me that I'm going to be going to L.A.," I replied. "What are you going to tell Jacob," Charlie asked. "I don't know," I said.

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

I grabbed my keys and headed down to La Push. When I pulled up, Jake came running out and gave me a big bear hug. "Jake, can't breath," I said. "Sorry," he said. It was then that I realized that his skin was really hot, he was well muscled, he cut his hair, and grew about two feet. I then remembered the Quileute legends on werewolves.

"Jake, two things: I'm going to be on American Idol and are you a werewolf," I said. "Congrats on the show, but why would you ask that," Jake asked. "You've changed since I last saw you and I'm known to be observant," I said.

"It's true," a deep male voice said. "Bella, this is Sam, Sam this is Bella," Jake said.

"Well, I want to spend my last day here having fun so come on," I said. For the rest of the day, I had fun. When I got home, I just sat and thought.

And don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shared what I made

I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you

So if you're asking me
I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed

Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory

Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside
You've learned to hide so well

Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are
I can't be who you are

I fell asleep shortly after.

A/N: The last part where there are just lyrics, those go along to what Bella is thinking. This idea just came to me. What would you all think if if i made Bella a shape-shifting dragon and she was immortal in this story? Her voice would not change because it wold alert the Volturi.