Post by Isabelle Rachel Young on Oct 13, 2013 9:57:56 GMT
Belle sighed softly, her heart was racing as she struggled to pick out something to wear on her first day of school, the girl just couldn’t decide on something to wear. Belle looked at the clothing in her wardrobe and saw the bright colorful clothing, the problem was she didn’t feel bright and colorful, she just felt hurt and alone. the last few years with her mother wasn;t easy caring for her and doing the basic things for her but still she loved her mother and missed her so very much, the young teenagers eyes stung and she bit on her lip, she wouldn’t cry she forbad herself from shedding a single tear even when they buried her.
Belle closed the wardrobe and opened up her suitcase she pulled out a black wrap top and black jeans and pulled them on and fixed her hair, she pulled on her mother’s ring and an amerphast necklace placing it over her neck, the teenager went for the stiletto boots, she knew it wasn’t really something worn to high school, but she liked wearing them she liked feeling tall, as the teenager picked up her bag she sighed softly and left the house without saying goodbye to her aunt and uncle. She folded her arms and wondered what this school will be like the last school I was known as the town slut…people wrote down my phone number on the bathroom doors of the boys toilets at school, even the service station…I wont let that happen again, people suck I am just going to avoid them all completely, ill get a job save up….graduate high school, go to college and then I’ll become a singer and make them all eat their nasty words….as soon as I over come my stage fright, oh and first day of school[/i] the teenager thought to herself and frowned as she stood at the gates of the school Belle breathed in and walked through the gates, heading to the office she went to collect her class schedule and a map of the school and once she collected everything she started to look around for the music room, no mater how different this place was from her old school one thing was always the same in every school, kids shunned school before school hours it was like an unwritten rule
It wasn’t a rule belle chose to follow, she always loved the music room so quiet before class hours and safe it was like a world of solitude. The teenager eventually found the classroom and snuck inside she closed the door behind her and looked around, she smiled seeing the piano and sat at the piano petting the top of it softly “Hello beautiful…my name is Belle, what’s yours?” she spoke to the piano softly playing a key. Belle hadn’t sung since the passing of her mother, she wondered if she would be able to sing again, the girl felt like she wouldn’t ever be able to sing again. Belle bit her bottom lip she began to play the piano and stopped for a moment she breathed in and used this perfect opportunity to try and find out if she still had her voice of if grief had taken just another thing from her.
Belle Singing
Belle’s attire
Belle closed the wardrobe and opened up her suitcase she pulled out a black wrap top and black jeans and pulled them on and fixed her hair, she pulled on her mother’s ring and an amerphast necklace placing it over her neck, the teenager went for the stiletto boots, she knew it wasn’t really something worn to high school, but she liked wearing them she liked feeling tall, as the teenager picked up her bag she sighed softly and left the house without saying goodbye to her aunt and uncle. She folded her arms and wondered what this school will be like the last school I was known as the town slut…people wrote down my phone number on the bathroom doors of the boys toilets at school, even the service station…I wont let that happen again, people suck I am just going to avoid them all completely, ill get a job save up….graduate high school, go to college and then I’ll become a singer and make them all eat their nasty words….as soon as I over come my stage fright, oh and first day of school[/i] the teenager thought to herself and frowned as she stood at the gates of the school Belle breathed in and walked through the gates, heading to the office she went to collect her class schedule and a map of the school and once she collected everything she started to look around for the music room, no mater how different this place was from her old school one thing was always the same in every school, kids shunned school before school hours it was like an unwritten rule
It wasn’t a rule belle chose to follow, she always loved the music room so quiet before class hours and safe it was like a world of solitude. The teenager eventually found the classroom and snuck inside she closed the door behind her and looked around, she smiled seeing the piano and sat at the piano petting the top of it softly “Hello beautiful…my name is Belle, what’s yours?” she spoke to the piano softly playing a key. Belle hadn’t sung since the passing of her mother, she wondered if she would be able to sing again, the girl felt like she wouldn’t ever be able to sing again. Belle bit her bottom lip she began to play the piano and stopped for a moment she breathed in and used this perfect opportunity to try and find out if she still had her voice of if grief had taken just another thing from her.
Belle Singing
Belle’s attire
