Here's the third update! I'm trying to get up to date to what I'm writing (chapter 61 now ;]) and as I explained last chapter, no weekend updates so ;) Enjoy! xxx

"I guess. Liam doesn't like me much anymore either. When I talking about Luke," Bella started her story with a smile, with faded as she trailed off.

"Bella it's ok. You don't have to forget him; savour those memories. But don't let this heart break linger, it'll stop you living your life." Tracy encouraged.

"Thanks Tracy." Bella smiled.

"C'mon, Crash is one of the coolest guys you will ever meet, trust me." Tracy took Bella's hand and raced downstairs, and into the garden; it was a beautiful summer evening and she didn't want Bella to miss out. As soon as they were out the door, Tee came and pulled Bella into the football game, Tracy went over to where Crash and Mike were talking.

"Everything ok?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, she's just sad."

"I really need to read up on these kids." Crash admitted.

"I'll show you where the files are if you want, and tell you the juicy gossip." Tracy offered with a smile, Crash smiled too and the pair headed inside.

As they were through each child, Tracy delivered a little bit of extra info, about the child's character and such like.

"Aah, Bella," Crash said as he started reading through the profile.

"She's very sensitive about her parents, more so recently. She's a very sensitive person. She started dating Luke, I dunno maybe 6 months ago and he dumped her out the blue a couple of days ago. I see you in her Crash; she can get quite, um,"

"Aggressive?" Crash asked with a laugh.

"Yeah. She had the best friends in the world but takes everything personally, especially round here."

"I see you in her already! She's both of us." Crash smiled and winked.

"Oh, ha ha, very funny." Tracy answered sarcastically.

"She's a lovely girl; compassionate, caring, she get's on well with most of the other's, just none of the foster parents want her." Tracy couldn't understand it.

"You were her age before you got fostered," Crash added optimistically.

"Yeah, but if we're being realistic Crash, I don't think she's going to get fostered." Tracy whispered, hating having to say it. "But she's found this one couple, Amy and Rory; they're the closest thing she's got."

*next day*

Bella was woken up. She groaned, turned over and looked at her alarm clock.

"It's 7 am!" She exclaimed.

"You've only got 4 hours to shower, pack, eat," Mike told her.

"It's 7 am!" Bella repeated.

"Go have a shower." Mike instructed. Bella did as she was told.

Half an hour later, Bella stepped out the bathroom, light blue towel tightly wrapped round her middle, shrugging on her dressing gown she was me by 10 angry children with exclamations of 'You woke me up!' and 'Why are you have a shower so early!'.

"Mike told me to! Blame him!" Bella said, watching all the others scurry off to moan at Mike. Bella went into her room, pulled on a pair of ¾ length denim shorts and a baggy old T-Shirt of Mike's while her hair dried. She started shoving things into her bag; clothes, chargers, toiletries; enough for 9 days. She moved on to packing a handbag for the coach; Ealing was one of the first stops; there were 2 coaches picking up about 50 teens from all over the country.

Bella was soon packed and headed downstairs for some food. She quickly finished her bowl of Frosties and looked at the time.

"Look, Mike," She said, talking to the man sitting opposite her. "Only 8 'o' clock, I got ready in 1 hour, why the hell did you wake me up at 7 am!" Bella asked. Mike shrugged.

"You nervous?" He asked.

"No, not at all, I'm a very confident person." Bella said sarcastically. Mike glared at her for the truth. "I just have mental images of all these other really talented, confident kids, then me just shying away in the shadows, and forgetting all the lyrics in front of everyone." Bella admitted.

"You won't be the only one. You're one of the youngest, remember that."

"The competition is 15 to 18 year olds, I'm almost 16. They'll be kids younger than me." Bella stated. "I've been watching the advert over and over again and these kids look and sound really, really good."

"And so did you."

"Yeah, well I did try to avoid watching that part of the advert."

"I'm going to go watch some TV." Bella took her laptop into the living room (she was going to pack it last). Bella was on Facebook and MSN; it's all she really did on her extremely bad laptop; it's all it can handle. She went on webcam on the 'family' computer, which is very, very quick. She had many wall posts on Facebook; 'Good luck!', 'Can't wait to see you on TV!' and 'Don't forget the little people when your famous!' Tee was sat watching the TV, iCarly came on. Bella sand along to the theme tune; Tee watched it enough.

"Wow, Bells," Tee said.

"What sweetie?" Bella asked absentmindedly, not looking up from her computer.

"You're a really good singer!"

"Are you telling me you didn't listen every other time I sang along to that?"

"I wasn't really listening."

"And you haven't heard me singing in the shower?"

"No. Don't you think it's so exciting! You're going to be on TV!"

"More exciting for you. I'm terrified!" Tee laughed.

"What time are you being picked up?" Tee asked.

"11 ish."

"Have you said goodbye to Luke?" Tee asked tentatively. Bella sighed.

"No. He talked to me last night, gave me all this," Bella really wanted to say crap. "Rubbish, about mistakes and apology. I couldn't forgive him." Bella whispered. Tee nodded and went back to the TV.

Sam was slapping Freddie for one reason or another. Bella didn't mind iCarly, it was a good, innocent kids show; didn't show you what was really going to happen in life.

Then Luke started talking to her on MSN...