OMG, I'm sooo sorry about posting then taking it down! I got all confused as this is my first new chapter!

Also, I just wanted to mention that if you're confused as to why the date of the story is two years away, it's 'coz it makes all of the date work perfectly and you should find out by the end!

Big Apple…Tall Heights

Chapter 1

14th March 2013

"Dad?" I shouted up the stairs of my childhood home.

I stood in the middle of the living room surrounded by my two duffels, my laptop bag, my guitar case and my carry-on.

Taking in a deep breath, I double checked that I had everything essential that isn't already at my destination. After that…I triple checked.

"Bells, I'm sure you have everything you need," my father replied from behind me, effectively scaring the shit out of me.

I yelped as I jumped and I whirled around. There he stood, leaning against the door jam of the kitchen, chewing on a slice of left-over pepperoni pizza, with a smirk on his face.

"Jeez, Dad. Don't sneak up on a girl like that," I sighed, trying to regulate my breathing again.

He chuckled slightly, taking another bite of his pizza.

"Bella?" a soft voice asked from behind me. I turned to see Sue walk though the dining room to stand before me.

My father, Charlie, married Sue, one of his closest female friends, about two years ago. Along with gaining a step-mother, I gained a step-brother, Seth and a step-sister, Leah.

Sue is one of the nicest people you will ever meet. She's kind, caring and nurturing but without being full on.

Seth is four years younger than my twenty year old self. He's a bundle of energy with the compassion from his mother.

Leah… lets just say I'm not her favourite person in the world. We never saw eye to eye…just fist to cheek. My cheek.

We have never got along but I don't lose sleep over it. Well…apart from when she let thirty rats loose in my bedroom…at one am.

But now I'm moving out…and I'm fucking ecstatic.

As Sue embraced me, I melted into her. She's the mother I never had.

Don't get me wrong I love my mother but she can be a bit…flighty.

My mother, Renee, married major league baseball player, Phil Dwyer, who plays for the Texas Rangers, about four years ago. They both live in Texas to keep Phil close to his team. They met when we went to visit my biological brother, who insisted on going to college in Texas.

My brother, Jasper is two years older than me and he is my rock. As we grew up, instead of doing what normal brothers and sisters do, we were the opposite. We never fought without apologizing straight after, we never physically hurt each other and we never purposely tried to get the other in trouble…much, but our parents learnt that we were only fooling around.

We were practically joined at the hip. He was my protector and I was his go to person to get advice on how to chat up the girl he fancied.

All through high school we stuck together. Even though he was popular and I wasn't, that didn't stop him from making me sit at his table or if no one mad room for me, he would get up to sit with me on the floor in the corner of the cafeteria. He is the best big brother in the world and I love him for it.

In fact, he is my destination. Jasper is a recently discovered DJ in New York and he heard I was wanting to continue with my music professionally so he has invited me…well, more like forced me to move in with him in New York to be discovered just as he had been.

I jumped at the opportunity.

Playing music professionally has been my dream since I picked up a guitar for the first time.

It was like the music was calling to me and as I strummed the strings with my slightly chubby six year old fingers, in a very out of tune rendition of… well, what I considered to be Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, I just knew this is what I wanted to do with my life. Even though guitar got me into music, singing is my true passion.

I was broken out of my thoughts by a hand waving in front of my black face. I blinked rapidly as I came back to the present.

Sue smiled at me kindly. "Lost in thought are we?" She asked, knowing me too well.

Sometimes, when I get a good song inspiration, I blank out until either someone forces me back awake or I run off to write it down and fiddle with it until its perfect, but the latter normally takes hours.

I nodded, smiling slightly. "Yeah, sorry. What were you saying?" I asked as she released me.

"I said that you better go now or you'll miss your flight," she said as she walked around me towards Charlie.

She took his hand as he slipped his other arm around her waist and they gazed into each others eyes, adoringly. They were so cute…in a strange, disgusting way…especially when they kiss… and their faces were getting closer and closer together…

"Err, guys, I don't mean to be a party-pooper but I gotta plane to catch," I said with my back turned to them in case they decided to ignore my attempts to get them to back away from each other, to protect my brain from permanent damage.

I heard chuckling and heels clicking into the kitchen. I looked at where they'd been to find only Charlie there, with a large grin on his slightly lipstick stained lips.

I rolled my eyes at him and went to fetch my bags.

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