Keep reading everyone Hello! I just felt like writing, and just let my fingers guide me along the keyboard. I hope you like it! Also, this fanfiction has characters based on real people I've met, some of them are made up and some of them belong to Stephanie Meyer and some are a mix of all! This chapter is inspired by Sia, My Love. Enjoy!

DFTBA

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I turn my head as soon as I hear lovely music coming from downstairs. I wait until the last note is softly played to leave my book on the bedside table and get out of bed.

As I make my way down the stairs, the music begins again. I walk silently through the hall into the living room. Again, I wait until the final note to say:

"That's a beautiful piece, Dad."

Charlie turns away from the grand piano, smiling.

"Thanks, Bells. I hope I didn't wake you."

"No, no... I was awake anyway. But I'd love to learn that piece. It's lovely, really."

"Yeah, I could teach you after school today. It'll give you something to look forward to."

I always look forward to get out of that place we call "school". I think.

"Okay. Cool. I'm going to get breakfast. Would you like something?" I ask.

" No, I'm fine thank you. I'll eat at the station." He glances at his watch. " Speaking of which, I must go. Is Jacob bringing you to school?"

" Yes," I say, as he gets up and walks to the front door. I follow him over and open it while he shrugs his coat on. He walks out of the house and down the steps. " Bye! Have a nice day." I call.

" You too. See you later!" He yells over his shoulder.

I close the door and head over to the kitchen, but, instead, find my way drifting towards the piano. I sit down, look at the sheet music and begin playing. It's as if I already know the piece of by heart, the way my fingers play the notes perfectly.

After playing it about a thousand times, I get up and look at the clock.

"DAMMITTTTTTTTTTTT!" I say aloud. Jacob will be here any second. I rush upstairs, throw on leggings and am just about to throw on a tracksuit top when the doorbell rings.

"Coming!" I yell. I pull my socks and tracksuit top on and run down the stairs. I put my dock martins on, get my coat and school bag and leg it.

I open the door and jog out into the damp air. I yank the door of the Volkswagen Rabbit and climb into the warm car.

"Hey Bells" He greets.

"Hi." I say, panting. "Wait, I thought you rang the bell?"

" Yes, I did. But there is such thing possible as going back into your car and not waiting in the rain."

"Oh yeah."

I turn the radio up.

"You really need to get good CDs instead of listening to the news every morning" I sigh. " But lucky for you, I do happen to have a Cd with me."

"Which CD would that be?" he asks.

" The best of Debussy, Vivaldi and Tchaikovsky" I say, pulling it out of my school bag.

" Well, that is an odd mix."

"I know," I say, grinning. " Handmade. Or, in other words, songs chosen by me."

I slide it into the CD slot and wait for it to begin. The first piece is " The first movement of Autum, By Vivaldi."

I relax for the rest of the ride, trying not think of school. I distract myself by guessing how much change I can find in my bag to get breakfast from the cafeteria. I'd have time, Jacob is obsessed with being half an hour early.

When we get to the school, I think it would be so much easier if Jacob still went here. But there's nothing he could do about graduating.

"Bye Bells." Jacob says.

"Bye!" I say opening the door. " Pick me up usual time?"

"Yeah, of course. Have a good day."

Yeah, yeah. I think as I close the door.

I walk in the doors and head to my locker. I seem to be the one of the first here.

As I open my locker door, I hear that voice.

"Heyyyyyyyyyyyy Bellaaaaaa." Kourtney slurs.

Oh please, for one day, give me a break! I say in my head.

Sorry it was a short chapter! I'm going to update a couple of times a week, and I might dedicate chapters to people with nice reviews.!