Sing Your Heart Out – Chapter 2
Miley's P.O.V
"Some boys take a beautiful girl, and hide her away from the rest of the world. I wanna be the one to walk in the sun. Oh, girls, They wanna have fu-un." I sung along to the radio with my Dad.
I sighed with contentment, the cold breeze rushing in through my window. For a minute there with the radio on the loudest volume, singing in harmony with my Dad, I could pretend that life was perfect. I could act as if I had no worries in life, that I was truly happy at Hartbridge and that I wasn't classed as the school outcast.
But then I always take a heavy crash back down to reality. I do have worries in life – am I going to find my spot in the world and be able to do what I really long to do? And I don't have fun at Hartbridge. I'm too worried about what people might think if I show them my talents that I don't even bother and I'm just seen as the school swot. Plus I'm DEFINITELY classed as a nobody. Maybe if I could build up my confidence to show people the real me. But right now – that's not even a possibility.
"So Miles… do you know anything about your next term here? What is the school getting you to do?" my Dad questioned.
"Don't know. They tell us tonight at our welcome back assembly." I muttered.
"Come on chick. I know you wouldn't have come here not knowing everything about the term. Is it something that you don't like?"
"Dad honestly, I did go on the website and try and find any information but there wasn't any. If it's something I won't enjoy I'll just have to grin and bare it." I explained, squeezing my hands together and hoping that he wouldn't press me for anymore details.
"I know darling. I know you can cope with anything. You're a strong girl and I'm so proud of you. Oh hurray we're finally here. It feels such a long drive for some reason. We're just getting through the gates now Miley come on look out the window – Taylor and Mitchie are hanging out and chilling – doing what you young people do."
"Daaaad. Don't try and be cool in front of my friends. It's embarrassing. As soon as we step out of this car you're a serious and sensible Dad. Pinkie promise!" I groaned.
As we drove up the drive to the school and pulled up next to the two girls waving like crazy I looked around at the school. There's no doubt it's beautiful – a typical English manor with beautifully kept land and every facility you could dream of. A swimming pool, games rooms, a library, sports courts. You name it and Hartbridge has got it.
"Miley! I'm so glad you're here. Lover girl over there is obviously otherwise engaged. I've missed you!" Mitchie cried as she pulled me into a hug. This is why I love Mitchie. She's a great friend and so supportive. As for her appearance, she's just as beautiful on the outside as the inside. A girl of medium height with gorgeous curves accompanied by long glossy brown hair and a friendly face. Dressed simply in a pair of tight dark jeans, a slogan t-shirt and her favourite black leather jacket she looks stunning as always and ready to impress.
I looked at Taylor and laughed. A tall and slim girl with golden blonde hair in tight curls. Her bright smile showed her happiness and she took great pleasure in showing off her summer tan in a short floral print skirt and a light pink vest top. Stood next to her was Shane Grey, one of the boys who has stood by me no matter what. He's incredibly sweet and it's so obvious that he's in love with her. Secretly, Mitchie and me have given them until Christmas to get together. Although I do feel sorry for Mitchie having to put up with the constant flirting.
"Oh hey Smiley I didn't see you there. Has Mitchie told you the big news? The assignment for our year group this term is to create a song in groups and perform it at the school talent show. I hope they don't pick our groups – us three would so rock this school together!" Taylor hurriedly spoke showing her excitement.
Me, I'm not sure it's a good idea. It probably seems crazy to my friends who don't want to be singers that they look forward to performing more than I do. They don't seem to understand that if I show everybody what I'm made off I have to step out of the shadow I've been living in for the first year of school and I'd have to face everybody as a whole new Miley.
"Hey Miley I better get off in a minute if I want to get to my meeting on time. Actually I don't have a choice, I have to be there on time." Dad chuckled to himself.
"One minute guys I'm just going to say bye to Dad and then you can take me to our room and we can get our timetables." I said and began to walk over to the car.
The next thing I knew I was on my bum in the middle of the drive with blood trickling on my hands from where they had scraped on the stones.
"Oh Miles, looks like you've brought your clumsy gene back with you." Mitchie called from the grass, giggling slightly but a little frown forming on her face. My Dad was at my side in an instant fussing like a panicky mother would.
"Dad I'm fine honestly. Mitchie will sort me out once we've got to the dormitory. She's got her own First Aid, I'm sure you haven't forgot that she's got an obsession with being prepared." I laughed, getting up and brushing myself down.
"If your sure Miles. Anyway I just wanted to say good luck with everything and if you ever need me I'm only a phone call away and I can be down here like a flash if you need me by your side. I heard Taylor tell you about your assignment this term. Don't sacrifice your happiness and your dreams because of fear darling. This is your chance to shine. You've got raw talent love, something not many people are blessed with. Please Miley, just listen to your heart for once and believe in yourself as much as your friends and me do. Can you promise me you'll try? I love you Miley and I can't wait until you, Jackson and me are together again for Christmas. I'll see you again soon." Dad softly said as he hugged me tightly and kissed me on the forehead.
"I promise I'll try for you. I love you too Dad." I whispered with tears forming in my eyes at the prospect of facing this challenge without him by my side.
I know what he's thinking as he slowly draws away from me and heads towards the car. He's wishing that I'd have the confidence to break out of my shell. He knows me better than I do. He knows everything about my personality and he knows the reason why I'm trying to hide myself from the world. He knows that as soon as I walk into school I'll put up my barrier that can only be broken down by the ones I love. Hence my lack of friends. And lastly he knows that even though I try to hide the fact that all of this bothers me deep down I want to change – I just don't know how.
I waved until he disappeared out of the gates and then I slowly headed back towards Mitchie and Taylor, waiting for me. My hands were starting to feel the sting of the cuts and I let a single tear of frustration slowly fall down my cheek.
"Aww Miles, cheer up. I've got a great feeling about this term. Me, you and Taylor together are going to have some serious fun!" Mitchie said as she took my arm and gently led me through the crowds of people outside the school saying their goodbyes.
Joe and Taylor followed behind squeezing my shoulders comfortingly as a way of silently telling me that everyone's here for me. But even though I've had a bad start I'm determined that something's going to change this year. I'm going to change this year. I'm going to make my Dad proud and do what he wants – I'm going to learn to shine. These were the thoughts floating around in my head as I walked up to my room for the next term and I plastered a bright smile on my face determined to change.
"Oh my god, look at the state of her. Only been here one minute and she's already messed up. Can't say I'm surprised though."
"What a reject!"
"Maybe it wasn't an accident – she could have done it on purpose. You know, self-harming and all that. She looks like she might do."
My head was screaming at me to turn around and glare at the hurtful people with no hearts and tell them exactly what I thought of them for even thinking these things never mind saying them in my earshot. But I fought the temptation and carried on walking, rolling my eyes at Mitchie as I went.
Maybe things have started badly, but it can't get any worse, can it?
I'm so so sorry that this is really later than i said it was going to be. I'm under a load of pressure at school with Mock Exams coming up and over the weekend i've had 3 pieces of History coursework to complete as well as going to a Bonfire party and sleepover. I'm really sorry especially because i got a load of people alerting my story and favouriting it and then i didn't post the next chapter when i said i would.
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