Hey everybody! Thank you for you're reviews. I really, really appreciate it! Here's the seconds chapter! Oh, and I pictured Anna with brown hair and brown eyes. To me, I kind of imagined her like Nina Dobrev. Hope you like it!

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Chapter 2: I Need a Hero

"Annabelle!" I heard the knocking at my door. I opened my eye slowly as they adjusted to the light. "Annabelle!" Ashley called again.

I groaned and hid under the covers, hoping she'd go away.

"Annabelle," I heard my door creep open and her high heels walk towards my bed. "Annnabelle," the covers then flew off me and I quickly hugged my legs to keep warm.

"Annabelle," Ashley let out a sigh. "You have to get up, it's the first day of school" she said with a smile and then quickly turned her heel and walked gracelessly out the door.

It made me want to puke up my insides when she did that. Always acting like Miss perfect…or Mrs. Perfect should I say. After giving myself five more minutes to rest, I wobbled my stiff legs over to the bathroom and too a quick shower which then regenerated my body and I was able to do my hair, make-up and get dress in less than 30 minutes.

I then walked into the kitchen where my father was sitting at the table in his uniform drinking coffee. Oh yeah, did I forget to tell you that my dad's a police officer. He's the reason why we moved to New York. He got a big promotion as the Police Chief after their last one died in a freak accident. I don't know what the accident was exactly but they were able to stop it. It was like a mad science experiment gone wrong or something like that. I didn't really pay attention when my dad told us the story.

Ashley was happy when she found out we were moving to New York since this was her birth place and she was able to switch to New York to continue on being an art director thanks to some old friends of hers and as for me, personally, I hate moving.

I mean, Roseboro was such a small town for me but I liked it. Small but quiet but there were a bunch of stuff you could do in a small town. Every Saturday after work, we'd all run down to the near by beach where someone's friend would host a party and everyone was invited. Singing, dancing and just hanging out with friends is what I loved to do.

Oh, I forgot to mention. Besides from loving to play guitar, I love to dance. It's one of the things my mom pursued me to do. I use to want to give up when I was younger. When the other kids said I was horrible but my mom pushed me to continue…and now…I'll never stop. Anyway, life was great in Roseboro…but now in New York…I don't think I'll be able to do the things I love to do. New York's a big city. Jumping from a small town to a big city…I'm afraid I'm going to be eaten alive.

"Annabelle," I was shook out of my thoughts. "What's wrong?" Ashley asked with the skillet full of bacon on it. My father looked up at me with a concerned look on his face.

"Oh," I walked over and sat beside my father. "Nothing"

Ashley smiled and walked over and put three pieces of bacon on my plate and two eggs. 'Does she want me to puke up my breakfast on my first day?' I thought to myself as I stared at my plate.

"I made you're favorite," Ashley said smiling at me. "I don't want you to go hungry on your first day of school. She then went a head and dished my father's breakfast and then dished hers and we sat at the table eating as a 'family'.

"I hope you're excited Annabelle," Ashley said. "Midtown Science is great. I believe you won't have any trouble fitting in. You have such a bright personality and everyone will get along with you" I smiled at Ashley and then looked back down at my food as I dug into my egg.

"Ahem!" I heard my father. I turned my head and saw him gesturing to Ashley with his eyes. I know what he wanted me to do. I looked back at Ashley and gave her my fake smile.

"Thank you Ashley," I said in an not meaningful tone. "That's very nice of you to say" Ashely smiled and then went back to eating her breakfast.

After breakfast, Ashley told me she would drive me to school and give my a map so I could find my way home after. As we pulled up into the school, I felt the butterflies in my stomach get bigger and bigger. I let out a sigh as I turned to Ashley for just a little bit of advice. I know I hated the woman but I still wanted just a little bit of motherly advice. Like the one my mom told me on my first day at Roseboro High.

"Be strong, be confident and don't let anybody tell you to be different. Have a good first day"

Ashley smiled at me and then wrapped her arms around my. I sat there with my arms stuck there, not knowing what to do. So I just patted her back. Ashley then pulled away and gave me a big smile.

"Everything will be fine," she said as she pulled a red strand away from her face. "It might be scary at first but before you know it…you'll love it here"

I let out a pff. "Yeah right," I got out of the car and then leaned into the window. "See you after school," I then started to back away but then stopped. "If I'm alive" I then backed out of the car and watched Ashley drive down the street and then disappear into the traffic.

I then turned around and stared at the huge school. Midtown Science High School it said on the front.

"Ok Annabelle," I whispered to myself. "Deep breaths, deep breaths" I did as I told my self as I walked up the steps, hugging onto my purse.

It was like starting off as a junior again…only I was suppose to be a senior. God! Why did my family have to do this to me…and on the last year too?! They couldn't have waited until I graduated?!

I opened the door and the same thing happened that happened yesterday. Everyone stared at me. I quickly walked straight to the office and waited for the secretary to notice me. She turned her chair and then saw me.

"Can I help you?" She said in a somewhat snarky tone.

"Uh…Uh…" I tried talking but that was the only thing that came out of my mouth.

"Speak up, doll" she said as she looked through some papers.

"I'm…I'm Annabelle Jamison. I'm…supposed to start my first day today"

The sectary looked up from her papers and looked at me dead in the eye. "Right," she said. "I remember you from yesterday. You're Ashley's kid"

"You know my step-mom?" I asked.

"Yeah, worked here for 30 years and you're mom was one of the brightest kids I've known"

"Step-mom"

"Whatever," she said as she grabbed some papers beside her and set them out in front of me. "Here's you're schedule," she said as she showed me a paper with a timetable on it. Great, I had English first….but my Music class was after lunch so that was good…I guess. "Here's you're locker and you're pass code. Don't want to lose that," she said showing me the paper. "And here's the school map in case you get lost"

The sheet was double sided. At Rosewood, there was only one side. Oh god, I'm going to die!

"Um…Um…" Again, the only thing to come out of my mouth.

"Stop mumbling, dear. Now go on to you're first class with Mr. Adams. I nodded as I started backing away from the office and out the door. I shuffled through my papers and pulled out my locker paper so I could find my locker. I kept walking down the halls until I found and tried three attempts to open my locker and stuffed the lunch Ashley made for me.

The first bell then rang and I started following the crowd, hoping it would lead me to Mr. Adam's English class. After stumbling into four classes that didn't look at all like an English classroom, I finally found my class where the teacher was already making his lecture.

Good Job Annabelle. Way to drag less attention from yourself.

I knocked on the door and waited for the teacher to stop. He looked over and saw nervous me on the other side of the window and came over and opened it for me.

"Can I help you?" he, Mr. Adams, asked.

"Hi," I said, shaking like mouse. "I'm…Annabelle Jamison…the new girl"

"Oh," Mr. Adams said loudly, making me jump. "Come on in Miss Jamison. We were waiting for you" he said as he stepped aside and I walked in to the full classroom with 58 eyes on me.

I then noticed that guy from yesterday, the one that I made eye contact with, in the back.

"Please stand here Miss Jamison," Mr. Adams said, gesturing to the space in front of his desk. Oh no, what was he going to do. "Class this is our new student, Annabelle Jamison and Miss Annabelle," he said now looking at me. "This is an Literary English class and we always like to hear more about the new students here so, tell us about you're self"

Ashley set you up for this didn't she?

"Um…Um…" For the four times, the only thing I could get out of. The some of the students started laughing.

"Everyone quite down!" Mr. Adams said to them before turned back to me.

"I'm…from North Carolina…moved here because my dad got a promotion…um…"

"What do you like to do in you're past time?"

"Um…play guitar…listen to musi-"

"Is it true you guys surf a lot there?" Some girl in the middle row with a thick New York accent screeched out to me.

"Not all of us surf but I did have some friends who did?"

"Hm," she let out. "I'd be cool if you did"

"Alright, Alright," Mr. Adams stopped her. "Miss Jamison," he said looking at me. "You can go take the empty seat beside...Mr. Parker over there" he said pointing to the empty seat beside the boy from yesterday.

I nodded and then planted myself into the seat, trying to avoid eye contact with the boy, Mr. Parker, beside me. The girl then in front of my turned around.

"So, you're from North Carolina, huh?" she said in a Jersey accent.

"Um…" I said as I tucked a strand of my brown hair away from my brown eyes. "Yeah"

"Cool, names Stevie"

"Nice to meet you Stevie"

"What's you're next class?"

"Uh," I took out my timetable and saw that I had Calculus next. "Calculus"

Stevie smiled. "Cool so do I. I'll walk with you there"

I smiled back. "Thanks"

"Miss Conti, Miss Jamison," Mr. Adams said. "Eyes on the board" Stevie then turned around and I started writing my notes.

After having English and Calculus with Stevie, I was left on my own to go to my last class before lunch where I would meet Stevie. Biology. I walked into the class only to find the one and only Mr. Parker sitting in there. I swear somebody was setting me up or something. I met the teacher, Mrs. Brighton where she assigned Mr. Parker and I as lab partner.

The butterflies in my stomach then came back as I slowly walked over to the table where Mr. Parker sat and set my books down. Mrs. Brighton assigned us to a lab. Right after she told us to start working, he already started talking to me.

"Hi," he said with a smile and extended his right hand. "I'm Peter"

I smiled back and took his hand. "Annabelle but you can just call me Anna…or Anne…or Belle or…" I stopped when he let out a chuckle. "I'm drifting off aren't I?" I said all embarrassed.

"No, no it's fine and I know who you are. We have English together. I sit right next to you"

I smiled. "Yeah I remember you" He smiled at me and I smiled back.

After we finished the lab and the bell for lunch went, I went to go find Stevie where I saw her sitting at a table, waving at me. I quickly took a seat across from here and started talking.

"So, I'm just curious," I said to her as I started picking at the grapes in the case. "What made you want to talk to me?"

"Because I was the new kid last year and I know what it's like to start over" Stevie said as she took a bite out of her sandwich.

"So, who yeah live with?"

"My dad and my step-mom. My dad just got promoted to Police Chief so…looks like I'll be staying for a while and my sister is in North Carolina for her first year in university"

"Hm…step-mom? You're parents split?"

I thought for an answer. "Uh…no…my…my mom…died three years ago. My dad moved on about two and a half years ago and married my step-mom last year"

"Oh…sorry about that. I didn't mean to-"

"It's fine," I said with a smile. "Really, it is"

Stevie gave me a half smile and then continued on eating her sandwich. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw Peter walk into the cafeteria.

"What can you tell me about Peter?" I asked, still looking at him. Stevie turned around to see what I was looking at and smiled.

"Why? You have a crush on little Peter Parker?"

I shook my head immediately.

"No! No! I don't it just…he's my lab partner" Stevie look at me suspiciously.

"He lives with his Aunt. His parents died when he was a kid and his Uncle was killed last year after getting shot by some robber. He use to date Gwen Stacy but they broke up a couple months before the school year ended. Now…he just keeps to himself"

I nodded. The school bell then rang and I jumped out of my seat in excitement. Stevie laughed.

"What are you so excited about?"

"Music class?"

"Yeah so?" Stevie got out of her seat and threw her purse over her shoulder.

"Music is my passion," I said. "If it wasn't in my life…I don't know what I'd do" Stevie laughed as threw her arm around my shoulder.

"Come on, Adele. Let's get you to you're music class. I laughed as she pushed me down the hallway.

When I walked into my music class, I saw Peter was sitting in the back seat.

Ok! Now somebody was messing with me!

I walked up to the teacher, who I thought to be Miss Chamberlin, and introduce myself.

"Hi," I said as I walked up to her. "I'm Annabelle Jamison, the new girl"

"Oh!" she said loudly and gave me a hug. I was scared for a second and didn't move a muscle. Miss Chamberlin then let go of me. "I'm sorry but you're mom, Ashley, was one of my star pupils. I've dreamed for a day for one of her children to walk into my class"

"She's my step-mom"

"Oh…well I'm sure Ashley taught you some music skills"

'Barley' I thought to myself.

Miss Chamberlin looked like those artsy, fartsy drama teacher that you see in some schools…well she was the drama teacher as well. Thank god I'm not taking that class.

"Everyone!" She called the class to attention. "We have a new student with us today!" she called out. "Please welcome, Miss Annabelle Jamison" I gave a small wave to the people I've met before. I then turned to Miss Chamberlin.

"Where can I sit?" I whispered.

"Oh no dear, you can't sit down yet"

"Excuse me?" I asked in shock.

"You're mother already told us about you're guitar skills"

Thank. You. Ashley.

"Step-mom"

"It doesn't matter. The point is, I want to hear you play" I felt my heart sink into my stomach.

"But…but…I don't have a guitar"

Miss Chamberlin walked over to the guitar sitting on the stand and brought it over to me and then sat me down into a chair in front of the class. I was going to kill Ashley when I got home. Miss Chamberlin then dragged a chair and took a seat in the 'audience'.

"Play," I was about to play a chord with my shaking hands. "Oh and sing. You're mother told me you had a beautiful singing voice"

Now I really was going to kill Ashley. I'm going to be the laughing stock of the school.

"What song?"

"Any song? The last song you just played"

I thought about it. The only song I've been playing on repeat is 'Holding Out for a Hero' the one by Ella Mae Bowen because the only movie I've been watching constantly is the new Footloose. Hoping it would calm me down when I counted my days down for the first day at Midtown. There was something of this song that remind me of my break up. I just…I needed a hero to save my broken heart…but after Noah…that hope seemed hopeless.

"Um…" I let out.

"I've never heard that one" Miss Chamberlin said as some students laughed. I let out a sigh and then started playing.

Where have all the good men gone
And where are the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?

Isn't there a white knight
Upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn
And dream of what I need

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast,
and he's got to be fresh from the fight,
I need a hero,
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light,
hes got to be sure, and it gotta be soon, and he's to to be larger than life

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me

Racing on the thunder
And rising with the heat
Isn't there a Superman
To sweep me off my feet?

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast,
and he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
Im holding out for a hero til the morning light
hes gotta be sure, and its gotta be soon
and hes got to be larger than life

Up where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I could swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me

Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the raging flood
Oh, his approach is like a fire in my blood

I'll meet a hero
And then we'll dance til the morning light
Dreaming, he will lead me
Held tight, tonight's the night

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero til the morning light
He's gotta be sure, he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life, larger than life

Oooooh
Larger than life
Larger than life
Oh maybe, maybe, maybe tonight

I then waited. For a cough, for a laughter, for something to make me run out the door a ball my eyes out but all I heard was…clapping. I looked up and saw the whole room clap in applause. It was the weirdest feeling I'd ever had. Miss Chamberlin got out of her seat and came up to me.

"Oh my goodness," she said taking the guitar from me. "That was brilliant. I'll be sure to have you at the top of the list for the next musical," Please don't. "You can take the empty seat in front of Mr. Parker"

I quickly walked up to my seat and planted myself in it. Just hoping to continue on with the day.

"Hey," I felt a pat on my shoulder and turned to meet eyes with Peter. "That was amazing"

I smiled.

"Thanks" I said as I turned around and felt my checks heat up.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad here.

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