Full Summary: Bella is a teenage girl from LA that has come to find her way in Forks with Charlie, her father. When a local talent scout, Sam, spots her at a show she finds herself wrapped up, once again, in music. When she attends a high school after a life of home-schooling, she's suddenly trusting the local bad-boy, Edward Cullen, to know her dramatic life story and how singing and the keyboard changed her life.
Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight
Fanfic written by Elisa
Bella's POV
I was whistling and sliding my fingers across the keyboard absentmindedly. I continued to wait for Sam to come with the rest of the band that he had spent the day gathering. Sam told me that the band members were all the same age, but they were all about a year younger then I am. I sat down with a long, bored sigh after 10 more minutes of waiting for them to show up. I hesitated only a second before remembering the song that my brother, Emmett, taught me.
I left the recording room and turned on the mic, as well as the head phones. I walked back in and sat on the red leather stool and played a few warm up notes on the keyboard before I began the actual song. I started with the soft six second intro. After that I began to sing.
I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled King composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Maybe I've been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
There was a time when you let me know
What's real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The Holy Dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And it's not a cry you can hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah
I looked up through the window, half-expecting to see the boys there. But, much to my relief and disappointment, they were not. I continued to play through two more songs, at the end of both I looked up to see if they were watching me. But of course, they were not.
I then began to play my favorite Paramore songs, and then went on to Hey Monday songs. I hadn't looked up to see if the boys had gotten here yet, so I looked up slowly and cautiously. When my eyes finally met the window, I noticed seven pairs of eyes watching me, all of which belonged to six guys and one girl, all of them grinning.
I was surprised to see a girl there, because Sam had told me that I would only be in a band of guys. One of them, a tall boy with muscular arms and short, shaggy hair wasn't grinning at me, but his band mates.
"I told you guys we would suck compared to her!" He was laughing now, and I spoke into the mic.
"Hey guys, I'm Bella. Feel free to come in here at any time..." I stood up and turned off the keyboard, walking to the door of the sound room and opening it. I smiled to each of them as they introduced themselves. I learned that the boy that was talking is named Jake, and he was pretty much the leader of the band. The youngest was Seth, and his sister's name was Leah. There was also Jared, Paul, Embry, and Quil.
I hung out with them for a little while longer and found that they were all nice and fun, a bit crazy but in a good way. They all seemed to take a liking to me quickly, but Leah doesn't seem to like me much.
"So, should we run through a song or two before we go?" I asked, suddenly self-conscious wondering and worried they wouldn't want to play with me.
"Sure." I hesitated for only a second, but smiled at Leah, who was taking her seat behind the drum set.
I waited for a second, letting the beat of the drum echo continuously through my ears, like a gun fire. Then I began to play a low octave on the keyboard, and let it slowly build up to a higher one. I heard a bass in the back, then two guitars. Before I knew it, Sam was outside the recording room and was dancing, and it looked to me like he completely forgot we were there.
2 Days Later
First day of school
School. Today was the first day, and I was terrified. I can play in front of 50, maybe 65 people, but going to school? For me it was just disaster waiting to happen.
The entire band lives up in La Push, close to wear Sam lives, and attends a high school on the reservation they have there. While they're up there, hanging out with each other and having the company of people they know, I'm stuck here. Just a girl from a big city called LA lost in a little high school in a little town called Forks.
I have never felt so confused, lost, and frustrated. Maybe even a little ticked at the world.
As I looked down at my schedule, and at the school map that the secretary oh-so-kindly gave me, I began to find my way through the halls. I stopped at one classroom, a chemistry class, and looked at my schedule. I had this room for fourth period. As I continued to stare at my schedule in confuzzlement, I walked on through the crowded hallway. Just as I was scratching my head and walking forward, until I bumped into a large body that was coming in the opposite direction as I was.