A/N I know there are a whole lot of these out there, but I wanted to try. It still has vampires in it.

Izzy's POV

"Wake up, Izzy! The crowd's been practically screaming for us! If you don't get up, Cam's gonna be mad!" Valery shook me. No one called me Bella anymore, since I was socially impossible, back then.

I moaned in response, "C'mon. They're asking for us thirty minutes early?"

"That's what I said, didn't I?" Valery shook me again, impatiently.

"Oh, fine." I said, my voice full of sleep.

We were on a tour in France . . . again. Valery and I had been best friends since we'd been through all the same heartbreak and the pain . . . we'd met at La Push, and we've been together ever since. Eventually an agent, Cam, discovered us and we became hits in Asia and Europe. It had been a very long time since I had been to the USA. I longed for it, but the whole in my chest had never healed. I had forgotten about his name at least, but his image was burned into my mind.

I opened my eyes. Valery was in her usual kind of concert clothes. It usually consisted of a t-shirt with a broken heart on it and plain jeans. The t-shirt covered what we had underneath, used for the finale. I had the same t-shirt on, but I wore khaki-colored, cut-off pants instead of jeans. We didn't really care if people didn't like our simple outfits. We just liked to be comfortable.

I tried to fix my hair as decent as possible. Although I couldn't top Valery's dark brown, a-little-below-the-shoulders, hair that was smooth, and almost untouched.

"How do I look?" I asked.

"You look great. Now c'mon before Cam kicks our butts." Valery took my hand and led us out of our tour bus to backstage.

Cam glared at us, "What took you so long?"

"Sorry, Cam. I accidently spilled some soda on my jeans when Izzy and I wanted a quick swig. I had to go change it." Valery lied smoothly, keeping the heat away from me, naturally.

"Be more careful, please." Cam rolled his eyes, annoyed, "Now you've got a show to put on. I don't think the crowd can take the suspense much longer."

We all piled our hands together, a tradition. "One, two, three, break a leg!" We all shouted. I got a microphone, but Valery got a headset.

She grabbed a guitar before walked over to the opposite side of the big TV screen and beginning the song that she had written about all the heartbreak she and I had to go through. A big pandemonium ran through the crowd, signaling Valery was out on stage, doing what she did best.

"I hope the ring you gave to her turns her finger green.

I hope when you're in bed with her,

You think of me.

I would never wish bad things,

But I don't wish you well.

Could you tell by the flames that burned your words?

I never read your letter!

Cause I knew what you'd say.

Give me that Sunday School Answer,

Try to make it all okay!"

The crowd was already cheering for her. I clapped with them too, knowing that if Valery and I had had a sing-off, she would've won. But I would've still been happy for her anyway.

"Does it hurt to know I'll never be there?!

Bet it sucks,

To see my face ev'rywhere!

It was you,

Who just end it like you did!

I was the last to know,

You knew exactly what you would do.

Don't say,

You simply lost your way.

She may believe you,

But I never will!

Never again . . ."

My turn was coming up. I took a deep breath and stepped onstage. Everyone cheered for me, just the same as Valery. I remembered my first time, stage fright. Everyone has it. But I got over it as time flew by.

We were both stepping down the staircases at our sides. I waved to the crowd.

"If she really knows the truth,

She deserves you.

A trophy wife, oh how cute.

Ignorance is blessed.

But when your day comes,

And he's through with you.

And he'll be through with you!

You'll die together but alone!"

You wrote me a letter!

You couldn't say it right to my face!

Give me that Sunday School answer.

Repent yourself away!"

"Does it hurt to know I'll never be there?!

Bet it sucks,

To see my face ev'rywhere!

It was you,

Who just end it like you did!

I was the last to know,

You knew exactly what you would do.

Don't say,

You simply lost your way.

They may believe you,

But I never will!

Never again!"

"Never again will I hear you."

"Never again will I miss you."

"Never again will I falter you."

"Never . . ."

"And never again,

Will I kiss you!"

"And never again,

Will I want to!"

"Never again will I love you!

Never!"

Valery broke out into a guitar solo, smiling at me. We were at in front of the screaming crowd now. Apparently most of them were guys, but there were girls all the same. I thought Valery was one of the best guitar players ever, but all she would say when I told her that was: "Naw."

The chorus was coming up, and we were both going to sing the rest of it together.

"Does it hurt to know I'll never be there?!

Bet it sucks,

To see my face ev'rywhere!

It was you,

Who just end it like you did!

I was the last to know,

You knew exactly what you would do.

Don't say,

You simply lost your way.

They may believe you,

But I never will!

I never will!

I never will!

Never again."

Valery and I jumped as Valery strummed the last note. The applause was thunderous. It almost hurt to hear it, but it was just telling us, "Job well done."

"Bonjour France!" We both shouted. A stage crew member quickly took Valery's guitar away.

"You ready for some more?" Valery shouted.

The answering call was either oui or yeah.

"I can't hear you!" Valery yelled over everyone.

They answered louder this time.

We continued with our songs, U + Ur Hand, Bad Reputation, Good Girl Gone Bad, Take a Bow, Rehab, and Misery Business. We smiled through them all, glad so many had turned up. (I recommend ALL of these songs!)

"This is the last one, sorry guys!" I said, apologetic.

We had saved the best one for last. The band started, while we made improvements to it. I started singing.

"He said I'm worth it.

His one desire!"

"I know things about him,

That you wouldn't want to read about 'em."

"He kissed me,

His one and only."

"Yes!"

"Beautiful liar!"

"Tell me how you tolerate,

The things you just found out about.

We'll never know,"

"Why are we the ones to suffer?"

"I have to let go!"

"He won't be the one to cry!"

We threw off our t-shirts after that. Underneath mine was a dark blue shirt that flowed down like a dress. It only had on strap on the side. Underneath Valery's was a bright red spaghetti-strap with a black jacket that only went halfway down. The sleeves were rolled up. The crowd was noisy after that. We swayed to the rhythm.

"Let's not kill the karma!"

"Let's not start a fight!

It's not worth the drama,

For a beautiful liar!

Can't we laugh about it?"
"Ha, ha, ha!" Valery smiled at me first then to the roaring crowd. We continued singing.

"It's not worth our time!"

"We can live without him,

Just a beautiful liar!"

Valery sang her verse.

"I trusted him but when I followed you,

I saw you together!"

"I didn't know about you then,

Till I saw you with him winking."

"I walked in on your love scene!

Slow dances!"

"You stole everything,

How can you say I did you wrong? Yeah.

We'll never know,"
"When the pain and heartbreak's over.

I have to let go."

"The innocence is gone!"

"Let's not kill the karma!

Let's not start a fight!

It's not worth the drama,

For a beautiful liar!

Can't we laugh about it?"

"Ha, ha, ha!"

"It's not worth our time!"

"We can live without him,

Just a beautiful liar!"

"Tell me how to forgive you,

When it's me who's ashamed?"

"And I wish I could free you,

Of the hurt and the pain."

"But the answer is simple!

He's the one to blame! Hey!"

Then Valery broke out dancing. I just clapped the beat, since I'd never gotten over my clumsiness.

"Let's not kill the karma!

Let's not start a fight!

It's not worth the drama,

For a beautiful liar!

Can't we laugh about it?"

"Ha, ha, ha!"

"It's not worth out time!"

"We can live without him,

Just a beautiful liar!"

A/N Review please!