Like I used to

This story is about a girl who has a big dream. Along the way she meets some, nice and not so nice people. She learns the true meaning of love and friendship, and she relizes that the one she loves is not the one she thought,

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1. Chapter 1

When I first learned how to express myself It was only through clothes or makeup or something stupid like that. I learned throughout my years there are many ways to show the way you are. I excelled in almost all of my classes in school. But l, like most kids, find things I liked more than any other. I found about five classes that speak to me. Those are Creative Writing, Journalism, Art, Choir, and Intro into Drawing. I don't know why I love it I just do. As I grew up I always showed a deep passion for music. I watched shows like The Voice, America's Got Talent, and American Idol. My favorite though, was The X-Factor. The judges could do their jobs and were hard to impress. The wait times were almost intolerable.

I had prepared for a long time. Four long years of training my voice. I am now fifteen and I love to sing. I am headed to London so then I can go on the X-Factor. Nobody really missed me leaving. My parents threw a goodbye party for me but nobody came. I am not exactly liked at my school. I borders my plane with a stride that has confidence written all over it. My small carry on had enough to keep me entertained.

I sat in between a businessman and a boy my age. The guy my age and I were talking about why we were going to London. He was sight seeing. When I told him I was going onto the X-Factor he was impressed. Sadly he thought I must be some big shot back home. When I told him I wasn't he felt sorry for me but I just said it didn't matter to me cause everyone will be talking about me after this. Lots of people watch the X-Factor back home.

When I landed I went to go get my bags. Once  I did that I walked to my hotel. When I checked in I rode the elevator up to my room and started to unpack. I had my iPod going and I was practicing.

A shot in the dark

A past lost in space

Where do I start?

The past and the chase

You hunted me down

Like a wolf, a predator

I felt like a deer in love lights

 

You loved me and I froze in time

Hungry for that flesh of mine

But I can't compete with the she-wolf, who has brought me to my knees

What do you see in those yellow eyes?

'Cause I'm falling to pieces

 

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

Falling to pieces

 

[beat break]

 

Did she lie in wait?

Was I bait to pull you in?

The thrill of the kill

You feel is a sin

I lay with the wolves

Alone, it seems,

I thought I was part of you

 

You loved me and I froze in time

Hungry for that flesh of mine

But I can't compete with the she-wolf, who has brought me to my knees

What do you see in those yellow eyes?

'Cause I'm falling to pieces

 

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

Falling to pieces

 

[beat break]

 

I'm falling to pieces

Falling to pieces

I'm falling to pieces

Falling to pieces   When I finished I laid on my bed and thought about if I won. Omg that would be the best. Soon my thoughts traveled to the past.  I was a different then. I was the silent nerdy girl. I was okay with it but I bullied a lot. I want on the show to prove that I was good. As I went to bed I thought about my past. I have changed a lot I used to have short choppy hair. I also had ugly glasses and head gear. Oh and I didn't have any fashion sense at all.

The day I turned 13 I got rid of my ugly clothes. Got contacts, grew out my hair and my head gear came off. I got my teeth straightened. My new wardrobe consisted of cute graphic tees, band tees, jeans, converse, boots, snap backs, I also made sure that everything was to style. I loved the new look. The money came from my relatives it was all I asked for. I had gotten nearly $2,000. I was impressed. I then started to show that I had talent. I wanted to show that I could win at something. When I raked in enough cash to fly to London. I took the first flight. My parents helped me by getting me a hotel room. I was so excited. I had called everyone that would listen. Everybody congratulated me and wished me luck. I would need it. I had to impress Simon and all of the other judges I was so scared. I was going to be 15 and roaming the streets by myself.

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