Meet Bella... An 18 year old girl who tries to stay unnoticed at school. After her father dying and her so-called mum abandoned her, she has nobody apart from her aunt and her best friend Ali. But the thing is, Bella has a secret talent that nobody...
It was a Saturday morning and I was being woken up at 6:30am by an alarm clock. I groaned realising that I forgot to turn off my school alarm. No matter how hard I tried to get back to sleep, I couldn't. I dragged myself downstairs to grab a glass of orange juice and a small bowl of cereal. I never really ate much since my dad died because I never had the appetite. The only reason I do eat is because of my aunty and my best friend Ali. I was surprisingly hungry so that's why I ate the cereal. After about 10 minutes, I had finished my cornflakes and my orange juice and washed up all my dishes. I was the only person awake due to it being 7am omon a Saturday morning. I finally dragged myself back upstairs to get ready for the day ahead.
I began to run a shower whilst I prepared a towel and an outfit. Showers always seemed so calm me. I used to be a confident, loud and popular girl but ever since it happened, I hardly talk to anyone. One of my biggest passions was singing but because I was so shy, nobody knew. Dad had always said I had an amazing voice and I loved to sing for him. I remember him telling me that as soon as I was old enough, he would sign me up for some sort of contest and he always believed I could easily win.The thought of my father broughtu a tear to my eye.. I stepped into the steamy shower and let the hot water put me at ease.
After finishing washing my hair with strawberry scented shampoo and conditioner, I stepped out of the shower and dried my body. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. It was time to dry my hair... blow dryers always irritated me. Finally after 20 minutes, I had washed my hair. I applied my foundation, concealer, powder, filled in my eyebrows, mascara and a lip balm. Looking into the mirror, I approved my face and began to get changed. I never really thought of myself as pretty so makeup was the only solution I guess. I squeezed into some jeans embroidered with roses and slipped on a white tshirt also with roses. I then paired my outfit with some socks and black vans. I put on the ring that dad got me a couple of weeks before he died.
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It was about 9:00am when I had finished getting ready so Aunty Debbie was up. My family were always early birds, even on a Saturday. She must've heard me in the shower because she knocked on my door to say good morning.
"Morning Bells." She smiled. I cringed at the name.. it was something dad would always call me. "Good morning Aunty Deb" I replied with a small smile. "You got much planned today?" She asked me. "No, not really. I should probably start revising for my exams to get into university." I said with a sigh. I want to be a singer but that is never happening so I need to go to university to get the qualifications for another job. The only thing is that we don't have enough money to send me there. "Oh, okay then sweetheart. I'm going to go and visit my friend for the day, you can come if you want?" "No it's okay thank you Aunty Debs." And with that I waved her goodbye.
Music always helps me concentrate so I play it when I'm revising but sometimes I get too into the song and start doing my own private concerts in my room haha. And that's exactly what I was doing. I was in the middle of revising square numbers when 'riptide' was playing on my phone and I was singing every word. I soon heard clapping and then I very excited Ali walk into the room. My face flushed bright red, "BELLA! You never told me that you are an amazing singer!" She squealed. "Thank you" I said feeling the heat from my cheeks drop a little. "Okay, we are uploading a video of you singing on YouTube RIGHT NOW" She instructed, taking out my laptop. "NO!" I said trying to stop her. "Look Bells," there is that name again, "it is completely selfish of you to keep your talent hidden! Pleaseeeee! If we don't get over 1000 views tomorrow, you can delete it?" She pleaded. I rolled my eyes and agreed. It's not like anyone will see it anyway! Well that's what I thought.
We sat down and began recording... "Hello everyone! I'm Ali and this one right here," she pointed at me, "Is Bella. She is a bit nervous about this because I am kind of forcing her to record this video but OH WELL!" She exclaimed. I laughed slightly and began singing 'riptide' again. I was soon pelting out the chorus, fully lost in the music. After one last note, I had finished blushing for to embarrassment. Ali ended the video and we watched it and approved. Her hand hit publish and what happened next, we did not expect......
A/N SOOOOOO! Here it is! The beginning to a Harry Styles fanfic. I hope you enjoy!
