Summary: New Moon AU. After Edward's departure, Bella turns to music in an attempt to get over him, but finds herself drawn further into her memories and longings. When Bella appears on the final of American Idol, will it be enough to get him back for good?
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Prologue: Discovery
EPOV
I
stared blankly at the wall of the room that had been dubbed as mine.
It wasn't mine, not really. It was a guest room in the Denali
sisters' house. There was no life in it, no personality, but I
couldn't summon the strength to move from my current position, let
alone try to change anything. It wasn't worth it anyway. Nothing was
worth anything, not any more. In the words of Emily Bronte, the
universe had turned to a mighty stranger, and there was no one to
blame but myself. This vacancy, this inability to rouse my self to
any action, this utter desperation, was all of my own making; that
only served to make it even more unbearable.
A
television was running down stairs. I wondered who was watching it.
It wasn't football or baseball, so it couldn't be one of my brothers.
Not a cooking or real estate show, so not Esme either. Carlisle
preferred to read that watch TV. One of the girls then. But which
one?
“It's
Saturday night, we're live, and this is the final of this year's
American Idol! Tonight, you will decide once and for all which of our
three remaining acts has got what it takes to win the competition.
They all want it, and they've all come a long way to get here, but
tonight, only one person will be deemed worthy of a $1,000,000 cash
prize, a record deal with Sony Records, and the chance to perform for
the world, including the President of the United States, live on
national television, as well as the title of …American Idol!”
Ah,
a talent competition. Singers apparently. Alice then; she loved that
kind of thing.
Well,
I mused, I may as well
listen. It's not like I have anything better to do.
The program went on and on. Every part was dragged out as much as was
humanly possible, and it seemed to get more and more tedious. Sure,
the singers were good, but none were outstanding in any way. The
songs they sang were repetitive and predictable, and most of them
were completely unsuitable for their voice, and too difficult for
their ability. The first two contestants passed without incident, and
I wondered why Alice continued to watch it. Their stories were
supposed to be heart wrenching – one lost her parents at a young
age, the other one was in a gang when he was in high school – but
they just sounded trite and ridiculous.
I somehow managed to lift myself to my feet, with the intention of
telling Alice to turn the stupid program off. Then, I heard the
presenter announce the next contestant.
“We're down to our last finalist, and believe me, if you're looking
for the total package, look no further than this girl, because she
has got it all. Singing a song she wrote herself – she's come a
long way to be here tonight, so give her a big hand – ladies and
gentlemen, for your viewing pleasure, with 'In My Head', it's the
one, the only... Isabella Swan!”
WHAT!
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