Never Ending

The Beginning

The soft patter of rain drops falling upon the roof was Belle's favourite thing in the world. It was astounding how something so simple could bring her so much comfort. She often caught herself smiling while she listened to the delicate, calming sound but just listening to the rain was not enough. She left her room to sit on the edge of the balcony with her toes slightly poking out collecting the water droplets. Belle closed her eyes trying to take in as many of the senses as she could because soon this perfect moment would be over. Everyone knows that all things must come to an end. But this was only the beginning of many endings for Belle. She just didn't know it yet.

"Sweetheart you have to come pack". The familiar voice of her darling mother came from inside reminding her to get ready for the exciting weekend away. She gently dried her toes before stepping through the door where life would now resume as normal. She went to her room and packed all the active wear she could find to make her mother happy, ready for the weekend that she knew would be full of sweat and soreness. Every year on the same March weekend, a cast of at least 50 spent time together learning endless choreography and eating the best food this world could possibly provide. Yes, the typical human would find something like a musical camp extremely lame. But Belle was lame. She found happiness in the corny and clichés of life. She was a girl who would sing a-long to the High School Musical soundtracks no matter where she was or who surrounded her. She would cry in the hopelessly romantic movies and grasped desperately on to the hope that she too would find her Prince Charming like the girls in her favourite films. However, she wasn't delusional. She knew her life was a modern fairy tale and no one can really be sure how they end. Some get lucky and others just don't. None the less that dream of hers never died even though dreaming so big could be the thing that kills her.

The night rolled over and Belle would have liked to be bouncing out of bed when it came morning however, no teenager is capable of that type of enthusiasm at 7am. She hit the snooze button at least 3 times before eventually dragging her dead weight body out of bed. The trouble of turning on the shower almost broke her wrist and then leaving the soothing warmth of the falling water became an unbearable situation. However, getting dressed and applying makeup was a piece of cake. Within 30 minutes she was in the car patiently waiting for her dad to drive her to her desired location. The car ride consisted of loud music and singing with four other girls that found joy in the performing arts as much as she. When they arrived an overwhelming sense of excitement came over Belle. One of her favourite parts of the year was about to begin and she could not wipe the smile off her face.

Belle and her best friend Emily walked through the front entrance that was boarded with logs of wood. The familiar musky smell entered their nostrils as they walked into the room which was filled with fellow cast members all buzzing with the same excitement. These people felt like a second family to Belle and she immediately felt at ease. These people were as unique as her, everyone had their own little quirk about them which Belle absolutely adored. It made the whole group even more special to her. However, as any normal teenage girl would, Belle was always looking for some nice eye candy to obsess over but unfortunately that was not often common within this particular group. Luckily for Belle, a new addition had made himself known this year. His blonde hair caught the light every time he turned his head and his eyes were the most beautiful shade of blue she couldn't help but stare at them. His little smile was the most adorable thing Belle had ever seen it made her want to just run up and squeeze his perfectly shaped cheeks. Of course, she couldn't because that would be totally weird. Especially since his ex-girlfriend was standing next to him and she didn't really feel like being killed. Ashleigh was one of those girls that was pretty but extremely intimidating. Belle wouldn't feel welcomed if she went up and had a conversation with her even though she would attempt to be polite. It was obvious Alex still loved her, but it was a hurting sort of love. Belle recognised the way he looked at her from one of the many romantic movies she had watched. She could tell she had hurt him and that hurt heart would not be easy to heal but in that moment Belle decided she would try everything in her power to help this beautiful stranger.