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This is my first published fan fiction, so tell me if you like it or not, just don't harass me if you hate it. =P

Chapter 3

Bella's POV:

After another day of being forced to watch Edward and Tanya's sickening love fest, I had just had it. I couldn't take it anymore and I realized that I wasn't having any doubts about agreeing to be in the talent show. In fact it was quite the opposite, I was actually excited about the performance.

I came home from school and immediately started working on my homework, and by the time I was finished about two and a half hours had passed. I was exhausted and I had already eaten dinner so I put my homework away and stretched out on my mattress for a quick nap.

When I awoke my eyes flickered to the time, it was barely 7:24 P.M. I still had time to try and work on a song that I could sing for my talent show performance.

I sat up and pulled out my guitar placing it on the bed along with my 'music notebook' and a pencil and eraser. Then I began to think about what I wanted to say in this song that I was going to sing for Edward… time passed and I still hadn't gotten really anywhere.

Soon, I realized that my problem wasn't in finding something to sing about; it was in choosing only one subject to sing about. I had so much to say to him that I hadn't said and I didn't know how I was ever going to fit it all into one song.

I decided that I needed some help in figuring this out so I reached over and pulled my bedside table drawer open and grabbed my diary, it was filled with personal thoughts, poetry and music, perfect. I opened it and began skimming through the pages searching for something that might inspire me, coming across some songs and poetry that I had written about Edward, sadly they weren't what I was looking for. I was about to give up looking when I came across a diary entry that I had written around the time that Edward had started falling for Tanya, when their relationship had barely begun.

Dear Diary,

It's me again the dull and pathetic Bella Swan, can you tell that it hasn't been a good day for me? Yeah, I thought it was pretty obvious. Well it seems that the love of my life has finally found the girl of his dreams; the sad thing is she isn't me her name is Tanya Denali, ugh even her name sounds like some form of toe fungus. She is the queen bitch of Forks High School freshmen; I mean she's tall, blonde, rich, popular, everything you could ever dream of being in High School.

As soon as Edward laid eyes on her it was like obsession at first sight, he was completely mesmerized by her and yet she didn't notice him, at least not at first. He would literally stop and stare at her as she walked past him; it hurt me to know that he liked her in that way especially when I knew she wasn't a good person. I had seen her with other guys, I knew that she got around and I knew that she bullied a lot of people, myself being one of them.

Then one day she saw him too, and she played him like a piano, she was a black widow and she had spun him so tightly in her venomous web that I didn't know if he would ever be free of it, of her. I stood by the sidelines watching all of this happen knowing that there was nothing I could do to make him see her for what she really was.

He was in too deep, if I even suggested anything bad about her I just knew that he would side with her and I would loose him, forever. I wasn't going to let that happen. So I kept my mouth shut and watched as he slowly changed into someone he wasn't, I watched as he began falling in love with her and I watched her not love him back.

It has to be that hardest thing I have ever had to experience in my life, I felt helpless and hopeless. I just wish that he would've chosen me instead of her, and that he would've seen me for who I was instead looking right through me like I wasn't there. I was invisible to him and I always would be…

After I finished reading my diary entry I knew that I had found what I was looking for, it was the perfect inspiration for a song that I could already hear playing in my head.

I grabbed my pencil and placed my music spiral in my lap and began to write down the words that flowed fluently through my mind. I hummed along with the lyrics trying to find what kind of melody I would sing with this song and it was getting along beautifully. Before I knew it I had written down all of the lyrics to my song without even having to pick up my guitar. Though eventually I did pick up my guitar and play along the chords that I thought would go best with the lyrics I had written, I wrote everything down and before I realized it I was ready for bed.

The clock on my bedside table said that it was already 8:47 P.M. so I put away my things and went to the restroom so that I could change into my P J's and not only brush my teeth but wash my face and take care of my bladder before I trudged back to my bedroom. I closed the door, turned off the light and snuggled underneath the covers of my warm bed hoping that I would get a good night sleep before I was once again subjected to the tortures of High School.

Note: I wrote this really quickly and its pretty late so if it isn't good, I'm terribly sorry but I hope it is good enough. I hope that it didn't seemed too rushed, oh and sorry to those who have been waiting a long time for me to continue this story. Please review, thank you.