AN: Bella's age will be a little wacky, so she'll be 15, and freshman, instead of 16/17 as a sophomore/junior. Hope you'll enjoy it!
Bella's POV
I was sitting in my music room, trying to think of what my next album should be. I just released my Debut album, Taylor Swift.
Taylor Swift. My alter ego, as I call it. I've always wanted to be famous. But, I still want to be me, and not just some pop country artist to everyone. I haven't even told my best friend, Angela, that I'm Taylor, because I moved to Nashville before I could.
Both of my parents are super supportive in my decisions and my music, but sadly, they got divorced soon after we moved to Nashville. My dad, Charlie, moved back to my hometown, Forks, Washington. It had a population of just a mere 1462 people.
Anyways, I've never been in a relationship, like the world thinks I am. My music is basically love songs, and breakup songs, with me wanting to murder my ex. Those are just fantasies, made up from my head and my friend's relationships. I have to change up the storyline just a bit so they don't suspect anything, but I don't think they know that I'm the American Sweetheart, Taylor Swift.
I was so spaced out, that I didn't hear my momager, Renee, who was trying to get my attention. I looked up from my song book, which is just a red, college ruled notebook, and said, "what's up mom? You look a little on edge."
Her eyebrows were furrowed, and she had a deep set drown etched onto her face. She sat down next to me on my red couch, wrapping her arm around my shoulders.
"Sweetie. You've been trying to write this album for the past year, and you barely have one song finished."
And it was true. I don't even have a title for one of the songs I'm thinking about recording. All I have are the chords for the song, and pieces of the chorus.
"So, I talked to your father. He wants you to go live with him. It will be a big change, but maybe a change of scenery will give you some inspiration." She sighs, and gets up.
"You will have to enroll into highschool over there, so you get to have the 'normal' life that Bella is supposed to have. I'll give you tonight to think, and I'll call Charlie in the morning to tell him your decision." She bends down, and kisses my cheek before walking out of my music room, closing the door gently.
I sigh, and go back to my songbook. I'm trying to base it off of my favorite book, Romeo and Juliet. So far, I have some basic chords used for the beginning, and pieces of the chorus. I try to test it out, bumming out the rhythm, trying to put words in the places I'm missing them.
AN (... Are for the blank places Bella hasn't written yet)
Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
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You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story, baby, just say "yes"
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This love is difficult, but it's real
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It's a love story, baby, just say "yes"
If I still can't figure out this stupid chorus, I'll probably just scrap the song. Maybe I'll just be one of those country one hit wonders.
Maybe moving into my dad's house would be a good idea. I could still bring my guitar, maybe a keyboard, and my songbook. And during school vacations, I can come back and try to record a song or two if I can even finish a song by then.
It's about September, the back to school season, and I will be a freshman in highschool. I'll do it. I run out of the room to tell my mom that I'll move in with my dad, before I can have a chance to second guess myself.
I find her in the kitchen, tossing a caesar salad. When I run into the kitchen, I trip over the door frame, and land on my knees. My mom has a questioning look on her face, as if asking "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine! Anyways, I've thought it over, and I will move back in with Charlie. I'll come back here on holidays to try to record some songs, and hang out with you."
She nods, and gives me a small smile, pain shining in her eyes, probably that I agreed so quickly. I gave my mom a big hug, and buried my face in her shoulder.
"I'm going to miss you a lot, mom. I really love you, and you know that I would never really leave you. Just think about it as one of my trips to go see Charlie. I'll be back for all the Thanksgivings, Christmases, you name whatever holiday, and I'll be here for it. With you. I'll miss you so much, but I feel like I have to do this."
Mom pulls back, and gives me a smile, smoothing down my hair.
"I know that sweetie. I know that you would never willingly leave me. I love you so much, and it will be hard to let you go. I'll miss you so much you would never know. I guess it's just harder, because I've never been living alone. I was either with Charlie or you. It will take a while to get used to, but you must do this if you want to continue with your career. I know how much it means to you, and I can't hold you back from your dream."
Tears start shining in her eyes. I give her another hug and say, "Mom, you know that you can't hold me back. I love you so much!" I kiss her cheek, and pull away from the hug.
She laughs, and wipes her eyes. "Now you got me all emotional, I'm about to cry. Now sweetie, I'll go call Charlie, and you start with the packing. I love you!" She gives me a kiss on the cheek, and grabs her cellphone. I walk out of the room, and grab some spare boxes from the garage to put all my stuff in.