In His Eyes

Chapter One

It was a rainy day. And it had been raining for the past three days. That kind of weather was not very usual during midsummer in New York. I was waiting in my car for the traffic to start moving, and it dawned on me how far my life had gone from my original plan.

I am a singer, known as Melissa Norville. But my real name is Larissa Nunes. I had always wanted to be a writer, sitting down on the couch and just letting my imagination soar through my writing. I would one day have a bestselling novel and have a movie made from it. Both of my parents died before I turned ten, leaving me an orphan. I lived with my family for one year. Then they all "slowly" died away. I then lived with my parent's dearest friends; they were like family to us. They never had any children, and treated me as their own. Mr. and Mrs. Norville were the ones that paid for my education and everything I needed. They encouraged me to go to college and accomplish my dream. And I did.

My plans drastically changed when, in my sophomore year of college, my roommate stole my completed work. It was a five-years-of-work book. I was waiting until I graduated to find someone to publish it. However, Hanna somehow got into my computer and published it herself, putting her name on it. When I found out about this "incident", I got super mad. Hanna and I got in a very big argument. She told me that I should have never even started that book. She said that I was never destined to be a writer. At this point, my ears burst from all the fume coming out of it. I spilled out, "If I never was meant to be a writer, I would have never written that, I would've never been here, and you wouldn't have stolen it!"

"You never belonged here! You should just leave!"

"Yeah! That's what I'm about to do! I'm going to pack my stuff, and head off wherever I'm gonna go!" And boy, did I pack! I stomped my way to my car and headed home, to where the only people that understood me lived.

I fast-forwarded about a year in my life, but I was still in the past. I still didn't know what I should do with my life. The Norvilles tried their best to keep my spirits up. One day, Bailey (Mrs. Norville) gave me a blank sheet of paper.

"Write a poem."

"I don't get it..."

"Just write a poem! I'll explain to you later." So I wrote. The beginning goes like this:

"I thought I loved you

I thought you loved me

I thought it wasn't a lie

That it was all true love"

I gave her the paper back. "Now put music into it."

"I still don't get it!"

"Stop asking so many questions and just do what I'm telling you! It's for your own good!"

I came back after about ten minutes. "You've got a job."

"Excuse me?"

"Yes, you've got a job! I know you've been trying to put away all trace of writing, but you can't just stop doing what you love most! That way, you'll never be happy in life! And since you don't want to write books anymore, you can try the music business! You do have a talent in music. I've seen it in you! How 'bout you try it, huh? If not for you, then for me, for Lewis and I. Please?"

I thought for a little bit. A singer... that's actually not that bad! "Why not? This might actually be fun!"

Long story short, I eventually got into the singing business. I had just released my first album a couple of weeks before, and I had already sold 500,000 albums, which made it a gold album. I was heading over to be on the Ellen Show. Honk-honk! The sound of the horn of the car behind me brought me back to the real and present world. That day I was wearing blue faded jeans, a buttoned white shirt with folded elbow length sleeves, and red Keds, and I had decided on putting my hair into a side bun.