A/N I spent the night at my friend Daphne's house, and when I came home, I was so happy to see eleven reviews just chillin' in my inbox. I need four more people! FOUR! Sorry... Spazz attack is over... Wherever you guys are: I have a question. If it snows where you are, and it is something that happens often in winter, how much do you have right now? We have 5.5 inches of fluffy goodness.
BPOV
I'm going down, down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover, Street Sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go...
The incessant ringing of my phone combined with the light shining in through the window woke me up. I glanced at my alarm clock.
8:37
"James, do you know what time it is, on a Saturday morning?"
"You need to wake up!"
"I'm awake! Now, what do you need?"
"Call your friends Alice and Rosalie: we're going to go shoot one of your music videos today."
"Mkay..."
"Pick a song, and meet me there in three hours!"
"Bye..."
I blindly threw my phone onto the nightstand. I sat up, and screamed.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
A grinning Alice was sitting on my bed being restrained by a bored looking Rosalie.
"WE GETTA MAKE MUSIC VIDEO!"
"Alice, please shut up..."
"K!"
Rosalie just shook her head.
"What song do you want to do?"
"Probably My Immortal."
A while later, I was standing on the set with a group of make up artists putting the finishing touches on me.
They had put a little bit of make up on my face, making my natural paleness stand out. I was wearing a long flowing white dress. The bodice was tighter against my body, and the skirt was rather full. They had me in a jumpsuit underneath the dress, because for part of the shoot, I would be soaking wet, to add to the mood, and without the jumpsuit I would be border line obscene. I had slight raccoon eyes, and they couldn't figure out what else they needed to add to make the look work.
"I've GOT it!"
Alice ran up to me, and roughly pinched my arm.
My eyes began to water, and threatened to spill over.
"Alice!"
She stood on tip-toe and blew in my eyes, forcing the moisture over the edges, making my makeup run.
"PERFECT!"
All of the makeup artists gasped.
"It's perfect!"
They had brought my piano that I had used back at FHS to use in the video: The white would contrast and stick out more than if it were a black one (NOT RACIST! I HAVE A WHITE FATHER AND BLACK MOMMA!).
I sat down at my piano, and began to tap out the melody that I would need to try to play as perfection in a few moments.
Someone sat down beside me on the bench. I turned my head to the side, and saw one of the tech guys sitting there.
"How long have you been playing?"
"A year."
"Whoa. That's amazing."
"Not really..."
"Well, I'm surprised. Usually, teen pop singers can't operate without drum machines and synthesizers."
I glanced up, and saw James looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I subtly nodded.
"Bella, we are about to start. Are you ready?"
The boy got up and left and James stood by the director.
"Ready? Go."
I began playing the haunting melody.
In my head I counted out the measures, and began to sing, making my voice sound weary and tired, but not low. It was rather high considering the mood of the music.
I'm so tired of being
here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to
leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence
still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
James shot me a thumbs up, and smiled.
These
wounds won't seem to heal When you cried I'd wipe
away all of your tears You used to captivate me These wounds
won't seem to heal When you cried I'd wipe away all
of your tears I've tried so hard to tell myself that
you're gone When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
This pain is just too real
There's
just too much that time cannot erase
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of
your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But
you still have
All of me
By
your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left
behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your
voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
This pain is just too real
There's just too
much that time cannot erase
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your
fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you
still have
All of me
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all
along
When
you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand
through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
I glanced up, and everyone was staring at me.
"What?"
"You just did that part of the shoot perfectly, in one take!"
Whoa. Cool!
"Bella, we will have you submerge in this water, and then we will need to redo your makeup."
I held my breath, and slipped under the slightly warmed water. The makeup people flocked around me again, and redid my makeup. This time, instead of Alice pinching me, I put eye drops in to make my eyes water.
They lead me back to the same set me had just left.
"Sing the song again, and then we need to do the third portion."
I sang the song, and when I reached the chorus, I sank to my knees, and clutched at my heart, looking up toward the ceiling.
The song finished quickly, and now it was time for the third part. For this, I would be doing the same thing, except in a soaking wet black dress, on a white background.
And, after that, they had me laying in a claw footed bathtub in my black dress, underwater, mouthing the words. It would be harder than the others, because I had to hold my breath, and the air could not be released as I was singing, or the bubbles would block the view.
It was hard, but I got it done.
"So, Bella, we will take these different parts, and put them together. In case you didn't notice, we shot this video in black and white, to make the colors of your dresses more prominent."
At that point, I was hardly listening. I just wanted to go home, and sleep.
When I got home, I was half asleep, and I kicked my shoes off, not caring where they went. I trudged through the hall, past all of my friends' bedrooms, and to mine. When I got to my room, however, and saw who was sitting on my bed, I quickly sobered up, and was suddenly wide awake.