The Lost Melody (Sequel to The Lost Daughter) (Demi Lovato)

Chapter 5: Mistake

Jasmine's POV

I sit at my desk in science, bored out of my mind, waiting for the bell to ring. Science is my last class of the day, and my least favorite.

"Blah, blah, blah," the teacher says, or that's how it sounds to me.

Ring! the bell rings, excusing us from school. I jump out of my chair and rush out of the classroom. Can't miss my bus, or at least that's my excuse.

Slinging my backpack over my shoulder, I rush out of the building, avoiding the popular crowd. I climb onto my bus and sit in the first seat behind the bus driver. Putting my earbuds into my ears and turning on some good old-fashioned Paramore, I shut out the world.

Demi's POV

I jolt awake, still with Wilmer on the couch as I hear the front door open, Jasmine's home. I stand up and walk over to her, giving her a hug.

"How was your first day back at school?" I ask.

She shrugs and takes out her earbuds, "Same as always, lots of homework though," she replies in a monotone voice as she runs up the stairs to her room.

She's only 12 but is already acting like a moody teenager. According to parents this is the worst phase of parenting.

Jasmine's POV

I basically ignore Mom when she asks me about school. She wouldn't understand and her life is going great right now; she has Wilmer, and I don't want to ruin anything for her. I race up the stairs to my room and throw my backpack, heavy with homework, onto the floor. Stupid school.

I pick my guitar up off its stand in the corner of my room and start to play quietly. I play the melody of a song that I've had stuck in my head. It reminds me of how I felt when I was lost in that town a week or so ago. It's an Avril Lavigne song that I love. Sometimes I wish that I was born sooner; almost all of my favorite songs are from the year I was born or earlier.

I nervously strike the first beautiful chord of the song, then sing along,

"I couldn't tell you, why she felt that way, she felt it everyday. And I couldn't help her, I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

What's wrong, what's wrong now? Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.

She wants to go home, but nobody's home. That's where she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes, broken inside.

Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why. You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.

Be strong, be strong now. Too many, too many problems. Don't know where she belongs, where she belo-"

Knock, knock. I immediately stop playing once I hear a knock on the door.

"It's Mom," I hear before the door opens and my mom steps into my room. "Heard you playing, it was beautiful," she says, causing me to blush.

"Just saying that it's supper and to come down in a few minutes," mom explains, leaving the room with a smile. 

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Hey guys! Here's another chapter of The Lost Melody! I hope you enjoy!

-IAmALovatic4Life