I find writing this story extremely easy. Too easy.
But I'm soo not used to writing such short chapters! I'm used to writing 7,000-10,000+ chapters, not 1,000-3,000 worded chapters! But I can give the plot away so easily in this!
The Volturi don't come in until later on. So no Demetri until then…
This story will be in Bella's POV unless I say otherwise.
Thanks to the two reviewers! Y'all made me smile at your reviews!
You say you feel so down
Every time I turn around
And you say you should've been gone by now
And you, you think that everything's wrong
You ask me how to carry on
We'll make it through another day just hold on.
Cause life starts now.
You've done all the things that could kill you somehow
And you're so far down
But you will survive it somehow because life starts now.
I hate to see you fall down
I'll pick you up off of the ground
I've watched the weight of your world come down
And now it's your chance to move on
Change the way you've lived for so long
You find the strength you've had inside all along.
Cause life starts now.
You've done all the things that could kill you somehow and you're so far down
But you will survive it somehow because life starts now.
All this pain
Take this life and make it yours.
All this hate take your heart and let it love again.
You will survive it somehow.
Life starts now.
You've done all the things that could kill you somehow and you're so far down.
Life starts now.
You've done all the things that could kill you somehow and you're so far down.
Life starts now.
~ Life Starts Now by Three Days Grace ~
As the next two years dragged on, I found myself preparing for college even further than before. Sure, there were rivalries such as my rivalry with Lauren Mallory, but it had its great moments.
The Cullens never came back, but I was content even without them there. Sure, I still missed them all, but I had moved on from them leaving me.
I made friends with Jacob Black, and soon found out his secret on a trip to Edward's and my meadow. The La Push pack and I were on good terms now. I provided the info; they protected me from Victoria, who was still out to get me.
My social circle of friends stuck closely together, and we were all inseparable. To others, we were the 'emos' and 'nerds', but to each other we were the closest things to salvation for each other.
I found out my new passion for singing, dancing, and acting and I realized that I wanted to be serious about it. I wanted to go to a college specializing in these majors and a great college while I was at it.
So, I applied to the University of Music in Italy. I needed a change of scenery, and it was world renowned for its music programs, as it only specialized in the music and acting majors.
I already knew Italian, as I had grown up speaking it, so I was prepared for that. But I knew the hardest part was getting accepted into the school.
The University only accepted one round of students for a large semester of four years. Only a certain amount was accepted for each program/major, and connections didn't matter to this school. You had to have talent to get in.
I knew I was going to have to work hard to outshine all of the other applicants from around the world, so I increased my time in the drama club and choir. I even learnt to play the acoustic guitar in my free time.
I had shown everyone in my school wrong with my change of heart after Edward's leaving, and my time to shine was in my senior year, just at the end of it.
It was a school show, the seniors' only concert. It was the week before graduation, and prom had already occurred. My group ditched the prom, as it was deemed as a waste of time. The choir, Showstoppers, Orchestra, and Band were performing for the final time in the Forks high school auditorium. We all were pumped for the concert, and I knew a representative from the University had come to see my performance.
The Orchestra performed first, and I could see Angela's sad face at the end of it as she rose from her seat with her violin in hand. The orchestra played beautiful, yet sad melodies, no doubt showing their mourning about leaving the school.
The Band performed next, and I listened eagerly. Band music has always fascinated me for some odd reason, but when I was in my school band back in 5th grade, I tried to play the trombone and failed horribly. So naturally, I quit as soon as I got to middle school.
But these students could play like professionals, though I doubt all of them would continue to play their instruments throughout their lives.
They played three majestic pieces: "Fate of the Gods", "Firestorm", and "Whirlwinds". As soon as the final piece was finished, the entire band leaped to their feet and screamed, "LET'S GO BAND!"
I could barely hear the first performances from the girls Showstoppers dressing room, where I was being prepped for my performances.
Angel, a student with a talent for dressing and makeup, was working on me diligently. My hair was placed into a messy, yet elegant looking bun that had my bangs framing my face perfectly. I had a white dress shirt on with a red vest over that, and a black bowtie was over that. My black dress pants irritated the hell out of me, but I had to put up with them for now. My heels annoyed me the most, but I was grateful that I could actually achieve keeping balance in them.
Before I knew it, the Showstoppers were next, and I had to calm my racing heart down quickly. I tugged at my red vest and black bowtie nervously as the group slowly made their way on stage.
Our first song was "Sing" by My Chemical Romance. I had the main female part with female backing vocals, while a boy named Jamie had main male part. Everyone else was singing the magnificent chorus. I saw Jessica wink at me from her spot at the end of the row of Showstoppers. Yes, Jessica Stanley was in Showstoppers. She was admitted in right after Mike and she started to date each other.
(A/N: This version of "Sing" is by the Glee Cast! Check it out! But the original IS better…)
As I heard the intro, I took a deep breath before starting to sing my part, my voice cutting through the silence like a knife.
"Sing it out, boy you got to see what tomorrow brings."
Jamie sang his part next, his smooth voice delivering the lyrics just as planned. "Sing it out, girl, you got to be what tomorrow brings."
"For every time that they want to count you out." I cut in, my voice breaking in perfectly with the instrumentals in the background.
"Use your voice," Jamie sang, and managed to continue while I cut into Jamie's lyric with an "Oooooh…"
We sang the next part together, fitting in perfectly with our different tones.
"Every single time you open up your mouth!"
Up until this point, everyone else had remained still, but the chorus was coming up, so we made a diagonal line and made a wave-like pattern occur.
"Sing it for the boys! Sing it for the girls! Every time that you lose sing it for the world! Sing it from the heart! Sing it 'till you're nuts! Sing it for the ones who'll hate your guts! Sing it for the deaf! Sing it for the blind, sing about everyone who left you behind! Sing it for the world! Sing it for the world!" All of our voices melted into this beautiful chorus, making it as perfect as we had originally planned it.
Jamie and I began our solo parts, beginning together, and then I left it just for him. We circled around each other in tango-like moves, but never actually touching each other.
"Sing it out, boy they're gonna sell what tomorrow needs."
The same happened with the next lyrics, but reversed.
"Sing it out, girl, they're gonna kill what tomorrow brings."
Jamie sang a solo, but everyone else backed him up in vocals.
"You've got to make a choice, if the music drowns you out, and raise your voice, every single time they try and shut your mouth!"
The chorus started up again, the enchanting harmony echoing off of the walls.
"Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls, every time that you lose it sing it for the world! Sing it from the heart, sing it till you're nuts, sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts! Sing it for the deaf; sing it for the blind, sing about everyone that you left behind! Sing it for the world, sing it for the world!"
Now it was time for my solo, but with the chorus backing me up as well. I could feel the beads of sweat fall down my face as the sweltering heat beat down on my face.
"Cleaned-up corporation progress, dying in the process. Children that can talk about it, living on the web ways. People moving sideways; sell it till your last days. buy yourself the motivation, generation nothing! Nothing but a dead scene, product of a white dream. I am not the singer that you wanted, but a dancer. I refuse to answer, talk about the past, sir and wrote it for the ones who want to get away!"
I realized something after I sang that. This song could really relate to my life perfectly. I took a breath after singing all of that, and Jamie cut in with his shout of,
"KEEP RUNNING!"
Jamie and I ran across the stage, I went to the left side; he went to the right side. The chorus went up a final time, and I could feel the adrenaline rush as I belted it out a final time.
"Sing it for the boys, Sing it for the girls, every time that you lose it sing it for the world! Sing it from the heart, sing it till you're nuts, sing it out for the ones that'll hate your guts! Sing it for the deaf, sing it for the blind, sing about everyone that you left behind! Sing it for the world, Sing it for the world. You've got to see what tomorrow brings! Sing it for the world, sing it for the world! Yeah, you've got to be what tomorrow needs! Sing it for the world, sing it for the world!"
As soon as we ended, we managed to align ourselves in a straight line with our hands thrown up in the air aligned with each other. The audience was stunned for a moment, and I took that time to glance across it.
In the back I saw the entire wolf pack with their imprints and Billy gawking at me. I sent a small smirk their way, and I knew they saw it from the way Leah seemed to crack up laughing. I saw Charlie in the front row, trying to wipe his tears of pride away but failing horribly. In his right hand was a camcorder, and no doubt he was recording me at that exact moment. I wanted to wave, but I couldn't break the conduct of what we were doing with our hands.
Slowly, but surely, a person in the audience started clapping their hands. A chain reaction occurred, and soon the auditorium was full of hooting, cat calls, and clapping.
A grin broke over my face as I heard this, and then all of us straightened up and prepared for our next song.
The night flew by fast, and before I knew it, it was time to go home. I grabbed my bag and walked over to Charlie to get ready to go to an after party at the Newton's home. Of course, nearly everyone in the small town was actually invited to the party.
~ Newton Home ~
Our little social circle was huddled in Mike's room, discussing our plans for the future.
"I sent my application for Washington State University, and guess what?" Angela squealed with a grin, her brown eyes lighting up.
"You got in?!" Jessica squealed, clapping her hands together. Angela immediately nodded, and the two of them and I hugged while squealing. The men watched us while laughing at our antics.
"But I'm won't be with you…." Angela whispered as she took Ben's hand in her own, and he squeezed her hand gently.
"Guess what?" He whispered in her ear, but everyone else could still hear them.
"What?" Angela whispered back, her ears perked up for his next words.
"I'm going there too!" Ben shouted as he hugged his girlfriend in his arms. She squealed as she hugged him back with just as much force.
Jessica fell back into Mike's arms, and I just awkwardly stared at the four of them, and Eric was doing just the same thing as I was. We glanced at each other at the corner of our eyes, and we both knew how awkward it would be to interrupt the lovebirds.
"So~!" Jessica trilled after a moment, and I flinched at how high her voice got. It hurt my ears at that volume, and afterwards it left a ringing sound echoing in my ears. "Bells, where are you going to college?"
"Well…." I kind of didn't want to tell my friends about where I wanted to go. I was afraid of their reactions.
"C'mon! Spit it out!" Eric surprisingly squealed. I gave him a weird glance before sighing and saying where I wanted to go.
"The University of Music in Italy." As soon as I said this, all of their eyebrows went shooting into their hairlines. I let out a chuckle as soon as I realized it was at the exact same time.
"Don't be afraid to admit it, Bells! We would've been madder if you just left for Italy than telling us!" Mike said, and his voice was reaching a high pitched tone from the way Jessica was clutching his shirt to the point of choking.
"Thanks guys." I said as we did a group hug, all of us smiling and laughing.
~ A Week Later- Two Hours before Graduation ~
I sighed as I stared at myself in the mirror. My appearance had drastically changed, as Jessica had dragged me out to get highlights done against my will. So now my hair had natural looking blonde highlights in it. Surprisingly, I'm actually starting to enjoy them.
"BELLS!" I heard Charlie shout from downstairs, and with the roll of my eyes I screamed back,
"WHAT DAD?"
"YOU'RE RESULTS FOR THE UNIERSITY IN ITALY HAS ARRIVED!" My eyes widened as soon as I heard this. It was time for the moment of truth, finally! I raced down the steps, two at a time, but at the final step I just had to trip flat onto my face.
"You alright kiddo?" Charlie asked me from his spot at the door, mail in his hand. I ignored him and jumped back up, raced towards him, and literally ripped the official envelope out of his hands. "You're awfully eager." He stated the obvious as he threw the rest of the mail on the side table and I carefully opened the seal from the university.
I pulled an official looking paper out of the envelope, and then promptly dropped it on the ground.
"You didn't make it, did you?" Charlie asked quietly, and his brown eyes shone with sadness.
"I MADE IT!" I screeched after a brief moment of silence, and he gawked at my mood swing, and then he just let out a slight nervous laugh.
"Scared me there, kiddo." He muttered as he hugged me, and I enjoyed the feeling of his embrace, as I didn't have much longer to enjoy it.
Graduation flew by, and before I knew it, it was time to leave.
I remember the tears as I entered the plane, with my iPod tucked into my purse and my head held high.
Charlie's broken face remained in my mind, but I pushed it to the side for the moment.
I needed to focus on my studies in Italy, and that was going to be a major distraction.
Oh, but how my plane ride was going to change during a stop in New Mexico.
END OF CHAPTER 2- ADRENALINE
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