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EpV
I ran my hand through my hair in an attempt to get it to stay in place. I could feel the knots forming in my back with stress.
Why was it bothering me so bad? So she had got a little upset, so what? I had ignored her, but I could have sworn I saw a tear run down her cheek. But it was goody Isabella Swan. I wasn't surprised
I was walking from the locker rooms when I was intercepted by Alice.
"Edward! I'm going with work with Jasper today so don't wait up!" she yelled.
Jasper worked at a cool little place called The Gig. The place was packed with talent scouts and agents looking for the next best thing. They had about three bands a night and every body went there on Friday night.
"Are they having auditions for tomorrow?" I asked.
"Yes! You want to come with?" she asked.
I was about to agree when I saw Kara Mclawn wearing a painfully short skirt. That was just what I needed to get my mind off of Swan.
"Nah, I'll catch you later!" I answered.
She shook her head and walked off while I went on with my business.
Bpov
This was it. All I had to do was pray that I don't trip. I normally don't when I'm singing but still, there are a lot of wires on stage.
I took deep breaths thinking of what I was about to do. I was about to show the real Bella. I was about to do this not just for my self but for Renee.
I pulled of my black hoodie that I constantly wore. That was pretty much what I always wore; jeans, a belt, convers or vans, a band tee, and my hoodie. Plus I never took off my mother's necklace. I was now in my red tank, a black bolt belt, skinny jeans, and black convers. I quickly opened a tin can and picked my dangly guitar belly button ring and a small diamond stud for my nose. I pulled down my pony tail to reveal the red and blue streaks in my long mahogany hair. Looking in the mirror might just ruin my confidence, so I went to join the band.
We were up first. I was holding hands with Embry. He gave my hand one last squeeze.
"Umm… will Flyleaf please take the stage?" A voice said.
The guys went ahead of me so entered last. I walked up to the mike while everyone took positions. I was about to count off when I was interrupted by a familiar voice that was that of Alice Masen.
"Hey! We like to know are bands! Bella, tell us about Flyleaf." She chirped. Well that's just great, she recognized me. The guys were pleading for me to answer.
"Well, umm…. We all started playing guitar when we were ten and we were all in church choir since we were eleven. Then we made the band when we were 15. And I think that's it."
"And who writes the music?" that was the voice of Jasper Hail.
"Umm… I write the music and the lyrics." I said sheepishly.
They all wrote down a bunch of stuff and nodded for us to start.
"This is called Red Sam."
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I stuck my hand behind my back and counted down three with my fingers.
Here I stand
Empty hands
Whishing my wrists were bleeding
To stop the pain from the beatings
There you stood
Holding me
Waiting for me to notice you
But who are you?
You are you truth (you are the truth)
Out screaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life
The warmth of your embrace
Melts my frostbitten spirit
You speak the truth and I hear it
The words are I love you
And I have to believe in you
But who are you?
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Out screaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life
My hands are open
And you are filling them
Hands in the air
In the air, in the air, in the air
And I worship
I worship
I worship
I worship
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Out screaming these lies
You are the truth (you are the truth)
Saving my life
I let my breathing return to normal as I stopped jumping. Then I opened my eyes to see smiling faces of the three judges.
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