We start out in the beginning of October. Before He Cheats took place five days ago, Saturday, now it's Wednesday. Remember, everyone is a senior.

When I say that they are performing at a club, let's assume that they are all all-ages clubs. We are going for a more appropriate place that highschoolers can perform at.

Voice font (this is the font for when they are singing): Bella … Alice and Rosalie

Album: Dear Jacob…
Track #1: Giddy On Up

Giddy On Up

Wednesday, October 6...

Don't forget, don't forget, don't forget. I mentally chanted as I raced down the hallways to get to biology. I had to get the lyrics that were spinning through my head on paper before I lost them. The moment I got to my desk, I threw my bag on the table, sat on the uncomfortable plastic stool and dug out my song journal and grabbed the first pen I touched. Opening to a clean page, I let the words flow from my pen and onto the paper.

Recently, all of my inspiration has come from my ex-boyfriend, Jacob Black. The 'ex' is there because he cheated on me. I had been dating him for two years, he had been 'tutoring' for half of that. Some good came out of it, though. I found out that my boyfriend was a lying, cheating, bucket of jerk and dumped him. And I got some kick-ass songs that I can get back at him with.

"Do I see a Grammy in our future?"

"Holy-!" I was too far into my writing zone to hear Edward come up and sit by me and then proceed to the scare living daylights out of me. I erased the mark I made when I jumped practically five feet off my chair. "Not if you keep scaring me like that and make me forget my ideas."

Edward threw me his signature lopsided smile, I couldn't help but stare at it. I immediately began blushing. I'm not going to lie, he is defiantly on the 'Top Ten Hottest Guys in School' list along with his brother and Jasper. But we are just best friends, family really, and we have been that way since the diaper days.

"Sorry, I'll try to refrain from spontaneously jumping up behind you from out of nowhere when you are deep into 'lyric writing mode' and clearly not aware of your surroundings."

I smiled sheepishly and punched him on the shoulder.

Mr. Banner walked in then, saving me from further humiliation. He set up his laptop and opened a Power Point.

"Pencils and notebooks out, people. Note taking time. Today's topic: cell functions."

I internally groaned, no way was I going to make it out of this class awake. I propped my head up on my fist as Mr. Banner began flipping through plain, black and white slides. In sheer boredom, I let my mind wander and drift back to Monday night…

Flashback, Monday night, the Rush …

"Hold still, Bella, I'm almost done… Okay, there." I stood up when Alice's hands left my hair. "Wait! Sit your butt back in that chair! Let me just fix that there..." Alice fluffed my hair a little. "Alright, you're done." I wasn't even able to get off the chair this time. "Hold on, hold on! You need more…" I sighed as Alice grabbed a brush and a compact. She dusted some blush on my cheeks. "There, now you're ready," she said triumphantly with a smile.

"You sure?" I asked, prepared to get in the dreaded make-up chair once more.

"Yes."

"Positive?" I added for teasing measures.

"Yes."

I giggled at Alice's irritated little face and admired her handiwork in the mirror. Half of my curled hair was piled on top of my head, my make-up light but dramatic. I could have gone with no make-up at all, but Alice said it would complete the look. I wore tight skinny jeans and a sparkly dark blue tank top. On top of that, I had a plain, light brown, leather vest with the three buttons buttoned. The only problem was the shoes. I convinced Alice down to three inch heels for me. There was still a good chance that I would gouge someone's eye out… or kill them.

"Well done, Alice," I complimented her. She did a little curtsy.

We walked through a side door and into the back stage. Our instruments were sitting by the brick wall. Alice grabbed her banjo and Rosalie her fiddle while Emmett tuned his guitar. Jasper picked up his drumsticks and tapped out the beats on Emmett's back. There were a couple trumpet riffs in this song, so Edward was warming up on his trumpet.

I, having no instrument to tune, peeked out to the crowd from behind the edge of the wall. The room was crowded with dancers, people sitting at the bar or tables. Lights of different colors danced across the bodies with the thumping bass, giving the room a certain energy. The butterflies that I felt in my stomach weren't from nerves but excitement and thrill.

Sitting at a table all by himself was Jacob. He looked frustrated, angry almost. A couple empty beer glasses were strewn in front of him, a half empty one at his lips. There's another lie, he told me he never drank. I narrowed my eyes at him and scowled, I couldn't wait for him to hear this song he inspired.

When it was our time, we got on stage with our instruments and stood in our places. I saw Jacob's eyes widen. I threw him a smirk.

"Hey there, everyone! Where are all the ladies in the crowd tonight that have been done wrong by their man, who have been lied to, deceived, and cheated on? Let me hear you!" A chorus of soprano cheers rang through the room. "This song is for you women, and for those nasty men in our lives," I said into the microphone and more cheers erupted. I turned to wink at a stunned Jacob.

With that, Emmett started plucking the first notes on his base, Alice joined in on her banjo. Then Jasper really picked things up the drums and Rosalie began playing the fiddle.

Woo hoo!

Baby where you been, it's half past ten.
Oh, look you're late again.
Busy day, got a lot on your mind?
You should hear about mine.
A tall drink of water and a pretty little thing
Were kissing on the corner in the pouring rain.
Turned my head to get a better view
Oh Lord, help me it was you.

Didn't love me
I ain't no fool
Didn't love me
No, no, no, no.
Love, love you let me down
Making this too easy
Love, Love you let me down
Think you should be leaving
Love, love you let me down
Let me down
No you wont string me along
You better be moving on
Giddy on up
Giddy on out

Jacob's face was red with anger as he bolted out of his seat to get the heck away from my painful revenge.

"Oh I ain't finished. Sit back down," I said to him with a smirk of amusement.

I heard the crowd laugh as he reluctantly sat back down.

Been acting pretty strange, didn't want to talk.
Mmm, there's a pep in your walk
Smiling a lot when you look at your phone
There's a change in your tone.
I've been through your pockets and smelled your shirts
I don't wear Bath and Body Works
Should've seen the signs you were sneakin' around
She must be the number on the napkin I found.

Didn't love me
I ain't no fool
Didn't love me
No, no, no, no.
Love, love you let me down
Making this too easy
Love, Love you let me down
Think you should be leaving
Love, love you let me down
Let me down
Oh you wont string me along
You better be moving on
Giddy on up
Giddy on out

Oh let me tell you
I guess you could say that I was blind
I was blinded by my love(uh-huh)
I did everything for you
And now push has come to shove (come to shove)

So lets call the spade to spade (mm-mmh)
Was it worth the price you paid?
(uh-uh)
Now I am done, I'm the lucky one
And you can sleep in the bed you've made.

Didn't love me
I ain't no fool
Didn't love me
No, no, no, no.
Love, love you let me down
Making this too easy
Love, Love you let me down
Think you should be leaving
Love, love you let me down
Let me down
Oh you wont string me along

Love, love you let me down
Making this too easy
Love, Love you let me down

Think you should be leaving
Love, love you let me down
Let me down
You wont string me along
You better be moving on
Giddy on up
Giddy on out

Ending the song with a strong strum on the guitar, I took a bow while the cheering audience clapped and then waved to Jacob. I could imagine the little volcanoes blowing up in that big head of his as he stormed out the door.

We gave each other high fives as we walked off stage with our instruments. I felt a sense of satisfaction flood through me as I pictured Jacob's shocked face.

"That was awesome!" Emmett yelled with enthusiasm. "Did you see the look on his face when we got out there? What I would have done for a camera."

Stepping out of the door, I saw Jacob leaning against our truck. Get your slimy backside off our truck.

"Jacob," Emmett said. "Good to see you again! Actually, that's a lie, but I won't tell you that because it would be rude."

"What? Then why did you say that?" Jacob asked looking confused.

"Because I was insulting you. We get to do that now."

Jacob just scowled at Emmett's amused face and turned to me.

"What the hell was that?" Jacob loudly asked.

"What was what, Jacob?" I replied with a raise of my eyebrows, feigning innocence. "Oh, you mean that song we just did back there? That would be me letting out my anger you caused."

"And you felt you needed to let it out in front of a whole damn room full of people?"

"Yes, yes I did. I write songs about my feelings and then sing them. It's kind of what I do. You of all people should understand that. But what do I know? Half of you had been preoccupied with someone else that whole time." My teasing and sarcastic tone had left and was now replaced by bitterness. I didn't feel like dealing with this right now. "Come on guys, let's go."

We got in our truck and drove home, leaving Jacob still standing in parking lot.

Present…

"Bella," I heard Edward say, he gently nudged my arm.

Because I was so off in flashback land I nearly fell off my seat.

"Edward! Cut that out, scaring the crap out of people twice in one hour is completely unnecessary."

His crooked smile emerged on his face. "Sorry, I was just wondering if you planned on leaving biology or if you wanted to stay."

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I noticed most of the students had left and I still had my notebook open and pencil in hand. Edward stood in front of me with his bag slung over his shoulder.

"Oh, right, of course I am." I threw my things in my bag and went out the door into the flooded hallways with Edward. I turned and waved goodbye to him as I weaved my way through the throng of people to get choir.


Song notes: Giddy On Up is by Laura Bell Bundy

And there you have it! Chapter number one! I was going to wait to post this until after I got the next chapter all nice and finished. But I'm having a case of writers block and we are going camping for about a week tomorrow, so I decided to just put it up :)

I hope you liked it! Reviews are well appreciated. The nice kind, please. I like love, not hate. So keep the hate comments to yourself and just don't read it if you don't like it. Thanks.

Peace, love, and Twilight,
Katie