The Masking Chapter 1, a twilight fanfic

So this is a new book I started...enjoy!!

btw....I'm just finishing writing the chap for be no more...

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Chapter 1

The roar of the crowd. All the fans. The adrenaline rushing through every burning whole in your body. The blaring lights seeping through your eyes. Everyone is jumping. Everyone is yelling. You are jumping; you are yelling. You sing your heart out. Sweat until the concert is over. They are smiling. You are smiling.

You at that moment are Faith Taylor the red headed, green eyed, pale faced rock star or as the paparazzi call it: "A Sensation."

You say goodbye, wave to them, skip off stage to your Manager who also happens to be your Aunt Maya and hug her, taking the bottle of water out of her hands and rushing back stage when you here a fainted sound in the background.

"Encore. Encore. Encore." The fans yell over and over again.

You rush back into your change room while your changers help you get undress, fix your wig, retouch your heavy makeup and slip you into a dark blue dress that goes to the middle of your thigh while putting you into black tights and high black knee high socks and black pumps. The dress is a cropped neck and has blue frills sticking in different directions. Sleeveless.

You are ready to go.

They hand you your one of a kind rich brown guitar specially made for you by Yamaha, slip it over your shoulder and are ready to go back and perform.

The fans scream your name as you waltz back onto stage for your final number, your favourite number, the slow number.

You grab a stool, sit on it, adjust the mike and sing.

I love your smile
I love your eyes
And when you kiss me
It's a great surprise
Oh, I wanna take you home with me-e-e

I love every kiss
I love every touch
And when you leave
I miss you so much
Oh, you make me feel free-e-e

My heart beats out of my chest
You'd think that I'm obsessed
So what do you suggest?
'Cause nothing will make me depressed
Oh…
This is love
Not a game
So don't proclaim
That I need to be tamed
Oh, I love him
Oh, I love you, Tim.

I love your lips
They're like scarlet
And when we fight
You never quit
Oh, he continues to pursue me-e-e

You make me feel safe
You take care of me
You hold me safe
And never let me be
Oh, please don't ever flee-e-e

We'll be together
I know that for sure
He puts me in a good mood
He is my cure
It will be forever
I can assure
He's there through my ups and downs
There to allure!

Oh, oh, oh, oh…

The crowd shouts at your award winning song as you run off stage to get another drink of water and then head back to the change room where you're greeted with your Aunt who runs up to you to give you another hug.

This is your life.

"Faith, that was beautiful. I know everyone goes crazy for that song. It really is a wonderful hit." She smiled.

"Thanks Maya."

My name is Bella Swan; my fame name is Faith Taylor. I have a double life. Aunt Maya calls me Faith in case anyone hears that I have a double life. The only other people that know are some of my crew like the costume designer, the agent, the publicist and things like that.

My mom died giving birth to me and my dad wouldn't leave my moms side so he told my Aunt to take me and run while he stayed there and died in the same place she had.

He knew it was wrong to leave me but he couldn't imagine a life where she didn't exist. They were in love.

I wish I could have known them, Charlie and Renee. Maya tells me stories but it's nothing how I think they would have been in real life. In my life.

I think of Maya as my mother although I don't address her as that. I would never betray my mother that way.

I'm eighteen now and life is going pretty well, especially with me being 'A Sensation'.

Dan, the guy who plans the meet and greets told Maya and I that everyone who has a backstage pass in lined up now to meet me.

"They are just five minutes away from here." He assured. "You ready?"

"I'm ready. Thanks." I smiled at him.

Maya opened the change room door for me and led me down the narrow hallway way there were about thirty fans waiting to meet me, get a picture and an autograph.

We were going to be here for a while.

I don't just shrug the teens off and say "have a nice rest of the week" or shit like that. I really like to get to know them for the three minutes they have to get to know me.

The first girl looked about sixteen came up to me and smiled politely, nervousness striking through her whole face.

"Hi," I smiled. "I'm Faith." I shook her hand.

"Kimmy." She grinned. "Good job! I really like that last song."

"I'm glad you did." I laughed. "So are you sixteen?"

"Almost. My birthday is next week."

"Happy Birthday."

"Thanks…umm…can you sign this?" She asked, holding up my platinum CD called "The Previous". The title is different and unique. I feel that we all have a previous even if you don't know what that previous is.

"Sure." I smiled and took the black sharpie in my hand and wrote on the front. Dear Kimmy, Happy Early Birthday! I hope you have a good one! E-mail me sometime! I'd love to chat with you. .com. Talk soon!

Faith Taylor

I signed my name and let her take a look as she gave me a tight hug and withered away back to the main lobby. I'd be keeping in touch with her. She seems like a nice girl.

I don't give my e-mail out to anyone, only the people that really seem down to earth and deserve it. The genuine ones; the sincere ones. I can tell that in the blink of an eye. Not just based on their clothes, but what they look like on the exterior then digging deep into the interior. She is one of those people I trust. Plus, she won't tell anyone. She wants to be the only one with my e-mail.

I chuckled to myself.

One and a half hours later, I was finished with the thirty teens and didn't give my e-mail out once more.

I gave the last boy a hug and said goodbye as my body guards took me back to the change room where I locked the door and Maya greeted me again.

"How was it?"

"Good." I smiled, sitting down and taking out my green coloured contacts. Everyone who doesn't know I am really Bella has left by now or is out of hearing range.

I set the contacts in contact solution. My eyes were naturally soil brown. Also known as dirt coloured or shit.

I began to tug on my wig which was styled into loose curls and Maya ran over and helped me take it off.

"How many more concerts do I have?" I asked. We were in Miami today but I wasn't sure where we were headed next.

"Your next one is in Seattle which we need to talk about." She said, pulling of the remains of my deep red wig and letting my wavy dark brown hair fall flat in my face. She walked around the couch and sat next to me, grabbing my hand. "We are moving to a small town named Forks."

"Like…spoons?" I asked and she laughed.

"No, we are moving into your parent's old house. Where they lived for the first two years of their marriage and where you were conceived." She explained.

"I don't need the dirty details Aunt Maya." I said, making a disgusted face. "So we are moving there…"

"You will be taking a semester and a half of school there postponing your concert until March."

"It's August!" I exclaimed. "I can't perform for seven months?!"

"No! You will be driving down to Seattle every weekend to do local concerts."

"I guess that is a bit better. Why are we moving? I thought you loved New York."

"I do but the board is making me do this. You have one year more of school and they want you to spend it properly."

"Why can't I go to school in NYC?"

"Faith is too popular Bella, Forks is a small down where hardly any civilization lies."

"Like…Antarctica?" I asked.

"No…the population is three thousand, one hundred and twenty people." She said.

"Oh g-d someone kill me."

"It won't be that bad. Just go be the Bella I know you can be."

"I went to school in NYC though. I don't know why I can't go back!"

"Because you barely attended school Bells. You need a real life sometimes so we are going to give you a new start along with that as well as new friends and new people. A new environment."

I grimaced. "This is completely unnecessary." I mumbled.

"I know, but it's for the best." She smiled. "Now come on, we have to catch a plane this evening and be in Seattle tomorrow morning to rehearse. Don't let the time change kill you please."

I frowned. Time change.

"All your things will be shipped over. Grab your purse and let's get a move in it. We don't want to be late."

I stuffed my contacts that were in the solution and my wig into my big purse and changed into gray sweats and a baggy black tank top and moccasins that made me look like I was a normal girl when I wasn't.

After tomorrow evening I was going to attend a school where three thousand people lived and I didn't like it.

I didn't like it at all.

So I hope you guys like my story! I know it's all Hannah Montana like but I really wanted to try it!! Please like it! I swear it won't be the cheesy shit you watch on Hannah Montana.

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NikCul