I've had a revolution!! I am no longer depressed! How long it will last however, I have no clue. And apparently my story has crossed the line from awesomeness to GODLY EXTREME AWESOMENESS (you know its gotta be special when its all caps)

I have homework that I probably should be working on.

I don't have the Twilight Saga, most of these characters, or any of this music.


The next day


Blake's POV


I sighed as I threw my book bag into the passenger seat of my new Koenigsegg CCR. Nice car, very fast. I could push this thing to 230 mph on an empty road. I turned sixteen today, so now I could unleash some major horsepower.

Then I saw it. On the windshield there was a folded piece of paper with my name across it in my fathers elegant script. I grabbed it and pulled it open.

Dear Blake,

Your mother and I wish you a happy birthday and apologize that we could not be there to celebrate. We shall tonight, right now we are out hunting. I took your car for a test drive earlier, sorry, couldn't resist. Your license is in the center console and the other papers are in the glove compartment. Anyway, I hope you enjoy your day.

Love, Your Father

I sat in the drivers seat and ran a hand over the leather of the seats. I pulled the door shut and turned the key in the ignition. Suddenly the worst noise was blaring in my ears.

Til you put a girl in it

You aint got nothing

What's it all worth

Without a little lovin

Put a girl in it

Some huggin and some kissin

If you're world's got somethin missin

Just put a girl in it

What? Country? Put a girl in it? In my car? Put A Girl In It?! I quickly turned off the radio. Who the hell would listen to country in my car? Then I turned the note over and saw something else.

P.S. I think that Emmett was playing with your radio. Sorry.

Wonderful.

With the music off I could hear the purr of the engine as I pulled out of the drive way.

It was about five miles to school. If I wanted to I could probably get there in two minutes, but I preferred to say out of jail.

I pulled into the school parking lot and found a place close to the building. I turned off the car and pocketed the key. I turned, grabbed my bag, and jumped out of the car. My parents may want to blend in but I want to stand out. "Going with the flow," as some people put it, isn't my thing.

I sat on one of the benches outside of the building. It was only 7:21 so I had some time to kill. So I pulled out my iPod and put it to the most blaring loud song I could find without even bothering to look at the title.

As the noise continued I started to unravel the complicated drum patterns, thinking about how I would have to try some of them on my drum set at home.

I looked at my watch, 7:46. I turned the iPod off and put it away. Even though the iPod was gone I still heard music.

These words are my own

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 easilyWhoah oh...

Oh lord. Leah Clearwater. Her voice was beautiful. Then I looked at the people around her. They were all there.

Quil and Embery were sitting on the bench next to the one Leah was at. Seth was next to his sister and Adam was on his other side. Brandon was keeping beat on the table, while lastly, there was Jacob. He was running Leah through the music, there was a CD player on his other side with the music coming from it.

Jacob had that look that I had after making a new great song. The guitar cords coming from the player were obviously his making.

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 sayI love you, I love you...

Then out of nowhere the bell rang. I grabbed my stuff and ran into the school. I wouldn't be caught dead staring at Jacob Black's girlfriend, if I was, Jacob could probably insure the dead part.


Considering the day before the today had gone fairly easy. I had made it from class to class with no major conflict. Now I just had to get through tonight with the family.

Wonderful.

I pulled in the drive and turned off the car. As soon as walked through the door I felt cold hands go over my eyes.

Again. Wonderful.

"Mom" I started as she walked me to the living room.

"Surprise!" she and my father said at the same time. I open my eyes as the cold hands were moved. In front of my face was a huge drum set.

"Thanks mom, dad, everyone." I started "I-"

At that moment there was a howl from somewhere in the woods behind our house, we all froze. There was a look of concentration on my fathers face as he tried to zone in on the noise. Then there was the faintest scrape of claws and the smallest whine of an animal on the porch outside the door.


Well, there it is. What do you think. That purpley-ish button is just asking you to push it. Can't you hear it?

"Push Me! Push Me! Please."

Aw, how cute, who are you to deny that cute little button?