Chapter 4:

It was a couple days after we had went to the music shop. I had become good friends with Nash, the storekeeper, and Sam and his friends seemed to really like my music.

I was sitting in the living room. The pack had gone down to the tribal hall, saying they had stuff to do. They said that a lot, but I didn't really put enough thought into finding put where they go.

My new song, The Climb, was still in the works. I hadn't really focused on it lately, and I wanted to still keep it. So, I decided I would work on it for the next few days.

I was sitting on the couch, my guitar on my lap, and tons of music sheets around me.

I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"

Every step I'm taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying

Gotta keep my head held high

This was how far I was. I just couldn't get it. I know I needed a chorus now, but I just couldn't find one.

Then, suddenly, I got it.

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

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

Perfect! I started to sing, not knowing that the 'pack' as they refer to themselves as, was walking in. They were quiet, as they had been thinking I would be sleeping. It was midnight. But, I think better at night.

I can almost see it

That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"

Every step I'm taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high

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

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

Suddenly, the room was filled with applause. I jumped up, scared, and felt a huge relief that it was only the guys.

"That was great Miley! I'm so proud of you! Great job!" Sam said. I was stunned. Even after all the time I had spent here - a three week period - I was still surprised to hear him say that.

"T-Thanks Sam." I said. I quickly grabbed my music sheets, and ran from the room.

SAM POV (Not going to be here a lot, but I need him for some parts)

As she ran from the room, I felt so guilty. I regret ever sending her away, even if I did it indirectly.

I was going to sit on the couch, when I noticed a blue worn out journal on the floor, almost out of sight for a normal person, but not for my werewolf eyes. I picked it up, and saw that it was Miley's, just by looking at the handwriting. I didn't want to be rude or anything, but I looked anyways.

The first page said "Que Sera" in big purple letters at the top, and it looked like song lyrics on the page.

Ha!
Whatever will be,
Will be.

Delete me from your friends
I don't care what you think
Let's forget we ever met
Don't cha worry 'bout me

So sick to my stomach
When I'm think about the wasted time we spend together
Planning on forever

Cheat me once, shame on you
Cheat me twice, shame in me
I'm an idiot
That I couldn't see what's underneath

That beautiful face
Or these warm or worse days
Surprise, surprise
I'm doing just fine

Aaaah
Que sera, sera
Aaaah
Que sera, sera

Whatever comes I'll be okay
Whatever life throws my way
You wish I'd hurt
But I'm as free as a bird
And I'm happier no-ow-ow-ow

Aaaah
Que sera

I could never go back
To a thing that didn't last
And I'm sorry to say
That you're living in the past

And if you'd ever believe
I would take you back
It took you long to get in
But now you're out so fast

The way you played your cards
should a told me who you are
always goin' all in
and you hated when I win

Just had me whipped too far
I should a known from the start
that you gamble
with my heart

Aaaah
Que sera, sera
Aaaah
Que sera, sera

Whatever comes I'll be okay
Whatever life throws my way
You wish I'd hurt
but I'm as free as a bird
And I'm happier no-ow-ow-ow

Whoo
Ha Ha

Ooooh I feel it in the air
Ooooh There's something better out there
Ooooh Hello to the new me
Ooooh So goodbye baby

I could never go back
to a thing that didn't last
and I'm sorry to say
that you're living in the past

And if you'd ever believe
I would take you back (no)
It took you long to get in
But now you're out so fast

The way you played your cards
should a told me who you are
always goin' in all in
and you hated when I win

Just had me whipped too far
I should a known from the start
that you gamble
with my heart

Aaaah
Que sera, sera
Aaaah
Que sera, sera

Whatever comes I'll be okay
Whatever life throws my way
You wish I'd hurt
but I'm as free as a bird
And I'm happier no-ow-ow-ow

Aaaah
Que sera, sera
Aaaah
Que sera

I was amazed. She had real talent, not that I didn't know that already. I was so sad of the way she was treated by me.

I looked at the next page, and it said "Who Says". I read more titles, skipping the lyrics, and trying to interpret the meanings. There was "Shake It Up", "7 Things", and 'Party In The USA", but that was it. She must have had another book, or she just filled them all onto music sheets, but I didn't really think the second option was true.

I realized that Miley had become different. She wasn't the little girl that would trust so easily and love so openly anymore. She was closed off and shy, and hardly showed emotions around us. It was breaking me slowly, and I don't think I'll be able to handle it anymore.