Age: 15
High School.
The place where nerds, jocks and popular girls are a more serious case. The place where relationships start and end almost every day.
And the place where Taylor almost loses Blake.
She's signed on to a record with Big Machine Records. She's going to release and album in a year, and Blake is happy for her. But it isn't like before, when he would cheer and clap and give party's or take her to the ice cream store to celebrate. Because Blake likes someone.
It's Diana Richards, the prettiest and most popular girl in school. The first time he tells Taylor about her, she feels as if the world has gotten cold. Blake likes a girl and that's not her.
Of course she's always known, deep down, that Blake would never pass the 'friend' line, becoming something more to Taylor. But she'd always wished he would. But for Blake's sake, she appears happy, helping him to ask Diana out on Valentine's day, congratulating him when she said yes.
But inside, she's breaking.
So, one day she goes home, after, listening to Blake talk about how wonderful and talented and beautiful Diana is, she's hit with a song idea while crying silently on her guitar. She grabs a pencil and her notebook and starts writing:
He looks at me
Taylor frowns, thinking it sounds wrong. She erases 'he' and writes down:
Blake looks at me
She nods, then continues:
I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want, what I'm needing
Everything that we should be
She takes a minute to calm down, because the tears are threatening to come back.
I'll bet she's beautiful
That girl he talks about
And she's got everything
That I have to live without
Blake talks to me
I laugh cause it's just so funny
But I can't even see
Anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love
He's finally got it right
I wonder if he knows
He's all I think about at night
He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing
Don't know why I do….
Taylor spends the whole night on the song, and wakes up in the morning with tear streaks down her face.