Bella sat down and snatched a few slices of toast. She began to nibble on them, often ripping off small bits off and eating them. Every two or three minutes her head would slowly start dropping and her eye lids would droop. Her usually bright eyes were a dull blue and rimmed red.

"Bells, what's up?" I asked as I sat next to her. She jumped, startled and turned to me "Nothing, just thinking and I'm hungry." I nodded and turned away, helping myself to a bowl of cereal and 2 bits of toast with ham on them.

It wasn't five minutes later that Bella was sitting, her head in her hands. She was quietly singing, writing words on a notepad that looked like it had seen better days. The thing looked like it was about to explode. The front cover looked as though it had been taped back on too many times, bits of paper and materials stuck out of the side. You could see the tell tail signs of artist hands. Blots of different colored paint and glue, pencil and ink covered the part of her hand underneath the pinky finger. She turned the page and started drawing, looking up every now and then. She sat for an hour drawing until she got up and walked to the kitchen.

She returned a few minutes later with a steaming mug of coffee. She sat at the island and continued drawing, sipping from the mug every now and then.

Half an hour later I greeted a customer out front. "Hey what can I do for ya?" I asked, half politely.
"Sorry to bother but I've got a flat and need a new wheel." I nodded and scanned his car, a red convertible beetle. I hummed "I think we have those in stock." he breathed a sigh of relief "You're a life saver!" he exclaimed.
I turned and walked inside as Bella walked out of the kitchen, this time with a mug of Hot Chocolate. I kissed her cheek "I wanna have look at that drawing when you're done!" She laughed "Sure thing pops!" she then walked away to her seat at the island.

"Jasper have we got any tires for the VW Beetle out front?"
he jogged out back and pulled a spare tire out "Yep!" he shouted as he threw it at me. I grabbed the jack and buzz gun.

I made quick work of changing the tire and fixing the old one.

"$110." I said. He pulled a fat wallet out of his pocket and started counting out the cash.

"There's always gonna be another mountain!
I'm always gonna wanna make it move,
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose!"

He looked up and inside where Bella was sat singing.
"Has she ever thought of pursuing a career in music and singing?" he asked "She wanted to be a pop star when she was little. But she don't want to any more."

"The struggles I'm facing,
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down, but
No I'm not breaking."

He nodded and turned to his car, he leant in the window and grabbed something. He walked over to Bella "If you ever want to pursue your career in music, call me." she nodded, looking kinda freaked out.


Here you go Chapter 2.5 and if you add the words together they make about 900 ish, give or take a few! That's my aim for chapter 3 (900-1000 words) Anyways gotta go, I have some flashbacks and another story to crack on with!

See you in chapter 3!