THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER! YAY!!!!!!! Anyway... here it is... Thanks for the reviews right away!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga.... :'(
BPOV
Some people count their age by years, some by maturity, and others by important events in their life. I count my age by visits from my best friend Jasper Whitlock. Jazz (as I like to call him) has visited 24 times in the past 19 years. To myself, I'm about 25, but to my parents, Charlotte and Peter, I'm still their baby girl.
They worry about me even more now that I was diagnosed with Leukemia last summer right when my career as a singer took off. No one knows it's me; I have an alter ego. I hate it, but its necessary because I don't want the whole world to know I'm sick, including Jazz.
The doctor told me not to on tour, and that doing this may slow down the cancer. He's been right so far, and I now have a recording session tomorrow with Sean, my friend from when I was little. I haven't seen him since I moved and he became a big singer.
I was getting changed and ready to head down to the recording studio when I felt someone's presence behind me. Thank goodness I had pants on!
"Take one more step and I'll scream rape." I warned, pulling on my shirt.
"Your father is a very bad influence." My mom said laughing.
I turned around. "You scared me there! Seriously! I was this close to not warning you!" I said putting my two fingers very close together.
"I get it, now take your pills." She said sternly as I grimaced at her.
I took my pills and we left the house. "That's my girl! I'm proud of you!" Dad said, earning a 'Gibbs slap'.
"Come on! We're seriously going to be late!" I said from the drivers seat.
Surprisingly they let me drive, and we made it on time. As we were walking into the building my phone buzzed. It was Jazz's 'adoptive' sister Alice. He didn't know that we've met before.
"ALLIE!" I screamed into the phone!
"You need to be quiet! He's still in hearing distance."
"What has he done now Allie?" I said cutting straight to the chase.
"He's popping in for a surprise visit when I come tomorrow. This causes problems because: A.) You haven't told him about your condition yet. B.) He doesn't know about your obsession. And C.) He doesn't know Samantha Shades."
"I DO NOT HAVE AN OBSESSION!" I yelled into the receiver.
"Who's this?" Jazz's voice came on the phone.
I hung up. "Oh shit!" I whispered.
"Was that the Jazz man?" Dad said coming up behind me.
"No Dad, that was the Jazz man eavesdropping and taking the phone away from Allie."
"Well, come on. Its cold out here and a bunch of people are waiting for you inside."
Dad and I walked in and the owner greeted us and took me into the recording room. I sat down on the stool they put in there for me and began to sing.
(A Place in This World, Taylor Swift)
I don't know what I want
So don't ask me 'cause I'm still trying to figure it out
Don't know what's down this road
I'm just walking, trying to see through the rain coming down
Even though I'm not the only one who feels the way I do
I'm alone, on my own and that's all I know
I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh, but life goes on
Oh, I'm just a girl trying to find a place in this world
Got the radio on, my old blue jeans
And I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve
Feeling lucky today, got the sunshine
Can you tell me what more do I need?
And tomorrow's just a mystery, oh, yeah, but that's okay
I'm alone, on my own and that's all I know
I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh, but life goes on
Oh, I'm just a girl trying to find a place in this world
Maybe I'm just a girl on a mission but I'm ready to fly
I'm alone, on my own and that's all I know
Oh, I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh, but life goes on
Oh, I'm alone, on my own and that's all I know
Oh, I'm just a girl trying to find a place in this world
Oh, I'm just a girl
Oh, I'm just a girl
Oh, I'm just a girl
Everyone clapped when I was done, and I saw someone who wasn't supposed to be here until tomorrow. "SEAN!" I cried running to hug him.
"If I knew I was going to get this kinda reaction, I would've come earlier." He laughed hugging me back.
"Oh, shush you!" I said playfully smacked his arm.
"Is Alice coming tomorrow?" He asked sheepishly. Sean and Alice have been dating for about a year, and he knows all about vamps. He's just as ok with it as I was when I found out.
"You think you're fiancé wouldn't come?" I said incredulously.
"SHHH! I haven't even asked yet! Well she's probably seen it already…" He mumbled the last part.
"Nope! She would've told me!" I replied smiling.
"Well go back and record. I want to hear you!" He said gently pushing me towards the door. I stuck my tongue out at him and sat back down on the stool.
(Soulmate, Natasha Bedingfield.)
Incompatible, it don't matter though
'Cause someone's bound to hear my cry
Speak out if you do
You're not easy to find
Is it possible, Mr. Loveable
Is already in my life?
Right in front of me
Or maybe you're in disguise
[Chorus]
Who doesn't long for someone to hold?
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soul mate for everyone
Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit?
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line
[Chorus]
Who doesn't long for someone to hold?
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soul mate for everyone
If there's a soul mate for everyone
[Bridge]
Most relationships seem so transitory
They're all good but not the permanent one
[Chorus]
Who doesn't long for someone to hold?
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soul mate for everyone
Who doesn't long for someone to hold?
Who knows how to love you without being told
Somebody tell me why I'm on my own
If there's a soul mate for everyone
If there's a soul mate for everyone
Everyone looked at me shocked. "What?" I asked into the microphone.
"That was amazing!" Sean said taking the intercom thing from the guy sitting at the desk.
"BYE!" I said running out of the room.
Everyone chased after me like I was little and had a match, or even that time when I had a lighter. I kept running until I felt a sharp pain in my leg and fell over. Everyone rushed over.
"What hurts?" Dad asked.
"Well my best guess would be my leg… FUCK! This hurts." I said. I don't know what it is about me, swearing, and sarcasm that go well together with pain.
Dad picked me up and we took the secret exit in the recording studio and drove to the emergency room.
***********
We walked out of the hospital six hours later. I was now sporting a grey boot on my left leg, and was on crutches.
"Damn girl, you do get hurt a lot." Sean said teasingly.
"Not a lot, but enough to allow the nurses and doctors in the ER to know me by name…" I said embarrassed.
I took my pills again. Gosh, those are nasty! I decided to think about Jazz and got an idea for a new song. I quickly got my notebook and pen from the back seat and wrote some of the lyrics down quickly.
Threw some chords together
The combination D-E-F
Is who I am, is what I do
And I was gonna lay it down for you
Try to focus my attention
But I feel so A-D-D
I need some help, some inspiration
(But it's not coming easily)
Whoah oh...
Trying to find the magic
Trying to write a classic
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know?
Waste-bin full of paper
Clever rhymes, see you later
These words are my own
From my heart flow
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
There's no other way
To better say
I love you, I love you...
I decided that I would write the rest later. "Are you staying at the guest house?" I asked Sean.
"Yes. I already arranged it with your parents." He replied smiling at my parents before spacing out again.
I wonder how tomorrow will play out….