making changes and what it means

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          Bpov

The next few days my dad took me to get a new vehicle. I chose a another Ford truck again but this time I made sure there was a stick shift in it. My dad looked at me funny. "I will be damned if I get caught again without being able to get away and not having a few tricks up my sleeves." Then he just laughed.

Then I sat in the office one evening and stared at the laptop and the songs even the teacher picked out for the concert.

"UGGH! This just doesn't feel right anymore." I sat back in my chair and thought about it. The teacher said I was in charge so why not change it up. So I got to work starting from scratch. I knew there were some songs I was keeping.

So I searched and listened. I was up all night and through the next day and the next night until I was happy how I wanted everything and what I wanted. The concert would be longer but it represent what I wanted it to. I grabbed the papers from the printer and ran into the bedroom.

I woke up Edward and he open his eyes. "What's that big smile about?" He asked me and I handed him the papers. "Is this what you been working on?" He asked me. "Yeah! Tell me if you like it or not."

He sat up and turned on his bed side lamp and started looking it over. "You changed most of the songs." He told me. "Yeah I wanted it to have a meaning." I told him. "Well you certainly done that. But I can't help but think this is about you in someway." I smiled and nodded. "It tells a story in a way." I told him.

"I like it but we need to tell everyone else though and we only have a few weeks to do this." I look up at him I know we can do it." He gave me kiss.

The next day I went to the school and gave the music class the new list and walked over to the dance classes and told them what I wanted. They started working with me first since everyone else was in class.

My dad was at the house searching it from top to bottom and calling Carlisle and Esme about getting a security system put in. Everyone was trying to make things easier on me. After I was done at school I drove back to the cabin.

I walked back to Edward's Music room and downloaded all the songs. Then I turned around and leaned against the table and I looked around the room and then I started pointed where things should go and I set to work calling Dad in to help me move the piano. Then he left.

Once I was down I looked around and nodded. I walked out and looked at the clock and realized no one would be home until after five and it's only 11 am. So I went to change so I could practice. But I stopped and went to Rose's room.

I dug in her closet for just the right dress I could dance in. Then I found it. I went into my bedroom and changed. I made sure I put shorts on underneath. That's just me. I put my hair up into a ponytail. I didn't put a sweater on because I didn't care it was just me and dad here. I didn't put no shoes on either and I walked back to the music room and I left the door open.

I grabbed the head set and did everything I need and I went and stood in the middle and started with the first song.

I knew the order I wanted to do this. I was going to practice each one until I got it right. Each song represent how I felt in some way. I could envision Edward dancing this one with me. When I had my eyes closed and repeated the song I could see everything.

How Edward would appear and everything. I envision a dress and how Edward would be dressed. I smiled and kept going and put more feeling into the dance and my singing. It felt good.

I felt so free and happy. Then the next song came on and I imaged Edward singing this playing the piano with the band and I danced.

I kept my eye's closed and just moved myself to the music. I seen the dress and how I have my hair. Then the next song came on.

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