OK guys, this is my new story. It's based off of the movie 'Raise Your Voice'. I don't know how many of you have seen it. For the summary, look at my profile page. So, read and review, please !!!

Chapter 1

BPOV

5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Cheers erupted from all around me. I couldn't help myself. I cheered, too. School was finally out for the summer. We all got up from our seats and swarmed out the door. It was like this constant flow of people, and I was just being pushed along with everyone else. I made it out of the school in one piece.

"Oh my god, Bella. School is finally out!" My best friend, Kayla, shouted in my ear.

"I think I just became permanently deaf," I grinned dramatically. She slapped my arm playfully. "What are your plans for the summer?"

"Well," she bit her lip thoughtfully, "My whole family is going to the Caribbean." She dropped the calm façade and started jumping up and down. "It's going to be so much fun!" I giggled. Kayla was always extreme; it was always extreme happiness, sadness, anger, or excitement. She was an interesting person to be around.

"Hello, girls," A suave voice behind me said. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. I spun around and squealed and threw my arms around him.

"Jason!" He was about 2 feet taller than me. He picked me up and twirled me around. I kissed him on the cheek. "You're home early from college."

"I wouldn't miss this for the world." He smiled. "Hey, beautiful," He said to Kayla. Kayla was used to my brother's antics by now, so she would just play along with him.

"Hey," she linked her arms with his. "What's new?" I tuned out their nonsensical banter and enjoyed the warmth of the summer day. Even the weather was reflecting everyone's mood. We finally reached Kayla's car. She offered me a ride, but Jason intervened.

"Hold on a minute," He interrupted, outraged. "I think I'm capable of taking home my baby sister."

"I'm not a baby," I protested. He just rolled his eyes.

"Bye, Kayla," I said, "See you in the fall." She waved at me and she pulled out of the parking spot.

"So," I turned to him, arms crossed.

"What?" he asked innocently. "You won't believe it if I tell you. I have the best news." I waited for him to continue. "OK, I'll give you a hint. Who's our all-time favorite band?"

"Maroon 5," I said, stating the obvious. He grinned so wide, it looked like his face would tear.

"Well, I got tickets to their live concert tonight!" He exclaimed, clearly excited. I gasped and started hyperventilating. He looked unsure. "Are you ok?"

"Are you kidding me," I laughed. "This is the best thing I could ever get from you. You're the best!"

"I know," he faked arrogance. "But it's nice to hear it time to time." I scoffed. "Come on," He pulled me by the arm. "Let's go home. Mom and dad already know, of course, but they must be waiting to see us." We both got into his pick-up. He put in a CD and the song 'She Will Be Loved' started playing. We both sang along at the top of our lungs.

"I really hope they sing this song," I commented. It was one of my favorite songs by them.

"Me, too. Although, I hope they play that other song. What's it called, again...? Oh, yeah, 'I Won't Go Home Without You'… You know the one from their new album." He said. I agreed with him. We pulled into the driveway. Mom and dad were waiting out on the lawn in garden chairs. They both hugged me

"Hey, sweetie, how was your last day of school?" Renee asked me. She had dark brown, shoulder length hair and brown eyes. I looked a lot like her, except that I was younger. My dad, Charlie, on the other hand was a tall man, with a receding hairline, and had a strict air about him.

"It was fun," I replied. "Any mail for me?" Charlie looked at me through narrow eyes.

"If this is about that music program, again?" He asked sardonically. "I've already made my views on this topic clear. I don't think you're ready to go for this."

"Dad," Jason said. "Bella is very talented and this is a great opportunity for her. She deserves to go."

"Jason," Charlie said in his 'warning' tone.

"Why can't you let her live her life?" Jason's voice started to rise. Renee and I looked on helplessly.

"She's too young," Charlie protested.

"You want to know the real reason, dad?" Jason said in a hard voice. "You're just bitter than you haven't had chance to leave this small town and me and Bella might actually have a chance. That's why you use every opportunity you get to discourage us."

"That's enough." Charlie's face because slightly red. "Jason, you're grounded. Bella, go up to your room. I don't want to hear any more on this. You are not going to this summer music program, whether or not you get accepted. That's the final verdict." Tears filled my eyes, and I stomped up to my room. I heard Jason slam his door, as well. I plunked down on my bed and sighed. Couldn't we have one discussion in this house without an argument? And if I got into this music program… Music was my life. It was a superb chance for me, but dad had to go and rain on my parade. I had sent in a CD of my recorded songs a few months ago. I was yet to receive a reply from them.

I whiled away the rest of the day in my room. I spent some time on my computer, and listened to music for a bit, too. I sat up in horror as I realized something. Jason was grounded. And today was the Maroon 5 concert. I glanced up at the time. If we wanted to go, we would have to leave in about ten minutes. A sharp knock on my window startled me. I opened the door and stepped out onto my balcony. Jason was dressed and ready to go, holding two tickets in his hand.

"Ready?" He inquired. I told him I would be out in a minute. I wore a pair of skinny jeans and a red tank top. I put on my converse and applied some light pink lip gloss. I opened my balcony door again, but this time, I closed it behind me.

"Yes, I'm ready." We climbed down the vines on the side of my balcony, hoping to not be seen. We saw our aunt Elizabeth, who we called Lizzie, sitting on our parents' balcony. She was pretty supportive of our late night sneak outs. She waved at us. We pushed the car until we turned the corner. Then, we got in, revved the engine and went to the stadium where the concert was being held.

Once we got there, Jason gave the security guard our tickets. The attendant led us to our places… front row seats?

"You got us front row seat?" I asked, stunned.

"Only for you, sis," he kissed my forehead.

"I love you, Jason," I hugged him. "You're the sweetest brother anyone could ever have. And I'm really glad you're mine."

"OK, now let's get this show started!" He said enthusiastically. We sat down, and waited. When the band came on stage, the crowd went wild. I screamed at the top of my lungs. We sang along to every song. By the last song, the crowd was out of their seats. We were standing right in front of them. Jason lifted me onto his shoulders so I could reach out and touch the singer's hands. I was so happy.

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

He sang into the microphone. I sang loud enough that I think he heard me. He leaned over towards me and held the microphone near my mouth.

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

We both sang those lines together. It was the best moment of my life. When the concert finally ended, I was too exuberant to think of anything else. Jason led me to the car, and turned on the radio.

"Thanks you, so much," I said softly to him.

"It was special," he agreed.

"I'll never forget it." I said, smiling.

"Promise me that you will go for the summer music program." He said seriously. "The proudest person, when you perform on stage, will be me." I nodded, tears in my eyes. He was the most caring person I knew. A sudden, bright light from Jason's side blinded me. He jerked the steering wheel to the right.

"Jason!" I screamed. The last thing I remembered was seeing his worried face in the middle of the blinding light.

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