Songs Of Love

I don't usually describe my characters' looks, so you can imagine whoever you want. (It's also easier so I don't have to remember if a character's oRbS are oCeAn bLuE or cHoCoLaTe bRoWn.

I suck at writing dramatic scenes, action scenes, and lovey dovey scenes... (So don't be too harsh

If you don't like my outfit choices, then imagine something else... (Not that difficult )

If you don't like this story, then just leave and don't comment... Criticism is fine for things like plot holes/grammar/if something doesn't make sense. But if you're gonna complain that it's moving too fast, I don't care... All my stories are fast reads, and don't drag too long. (Or at least that's my goal.) I do it on purpose and I'm not changing that.

When you see bolded italicized text, it's usually the character's thoughts/them talking to themselves. NOT a medical condition.

The movies that inspired mostly the beginning chapters (not the whole book), is A Cinderella Story (the one with Selena Gomez and the one with Lizzie McGuire), Once Upon a Song, and After the Ball. So obviously the love interest has to have some talent in music. The main character and love interest will also want similar things in their futures after high school, but that does not mean every single detail is from a movie...

There's no point in complaining about how it's unoriginal because I followed the basic Cinderella plot line. I personally love Cinderella stories, even if they're total cliches. If you don't, go read something else.

You have been warned.

I repeat

I don't usually describe my characters' looks, so you can imagine whoever you want. (It's also easier so I don't have to remember if a character's oRbS are oCeAn bLuE or cHoCoLaTe bRoWn.

I suck at writing dramatic scenes, action scenes, and lovey dovey scenes... (So don't be too harsh

If you don't like my outfit choices, then imagine something else... (Not that difficult )

If you don't like this story, then just leave and don't comment... Criticism is fine for things like plot holes/grammar/if something doesn't make sense. But if you're gonna complain that it's moving too fast, I don't care... All my stories are fast reads, and don't drag too long. (Or at least that's my goal.) I do it on purpose and I'm not changing that.

When you see bolded italicized text, it's usually the character's thoughts/them talking to themselves. NOT a medical condition.

The movies that inspired mostly the beginning chapters (not the whole book), is A Cinderella Story (the one with Selena Gomez and the one with Lizzie McGuire), Once Upon a Song, and After the Ball. So obviously the love interest has to have some talent in music. The main character and love interest will also want similar things in their futures after high school, but that does not mean every single detail is from a movie...

There's no point in complaining about how it's unoriginal because I followed the basic Cinderella plot line. I personally love Cinderella stories, even if they're total cliches. If you don't, go read something else.

You have been warned.

I don't usually describe my characters' looks, so you can imagine whoever you want. (It's also easier so I don't have to remember if a character's oRbS are oCeAn bLuE or cHoCoLaTe bRoWn.

I suck at writing dramatic scenes, action scenes, and lovey dovey scenes... (So don't be too harsh

If you don't like my outfit choices, then imagine something else... (Not that difficult )

If you don't like this story, then just leave and don't comment... Criticism is fine for things like plot holes/grammar/if something doesn't make sense. But if you're gonna complain that it's moving too fast, I don't care... All my stories are fast reads, and don't drag too long. (Or at least that's my goal.) I do it on purpose and I'm not changing that.

Every writer has rights and certain rules, every one is welcome to put words into action. No knowledge is a waste.

Even a reader Can write

The movies that inspired mostly the beginning chapters (not the whole book), is A Cinderella Story (the one with Selena Gomez and the one with Lizzie McGuire), Once Upon a Song, and After the Ball. So obviously the love interest has to have some talent in music. The main character and love interest will also want similar things in their futures after high school, but that does not mean every single detail is from a movie...

There's no point in complaining about how it's unoriginal because I followed the basic Cinderella plot line. I personally love Cinderella stories, even if they're total cliches. If you don't, go read something else.

You have been warned.

I don't usually describe my characters' looks, so you can imagine whoever you want. (It's also easier so I don't have to remember if a character's oRbS are oCeAn bLuE or cHoCoLaTe bRoWn.

I suck at writing dramatic scenes, action scenes, and lovey dovey scenes... (So don't be too harsh

If you don't like my outfit choices, then imagine something else... (Not that difficult )

If you don't like this story, then just leave and don't comment... Criticism is fine for things like plot holes/grammar/if something doesn't make sense. But if you're gonna complain that it's moving too fast, I don't care... All my stories are fast reads, and don't drag too long. (Or at least that's my goal.) I do it on purpose and I'm not changing that.

When you see bolded italicized text, it's usually the character's thoughts/them talking to themselves. NOT a medical condition.

The movies that inspired mostly the beginning chapters (not the whole book), is A Cinderella Story (the one with Selena Gomez and the one with Lizzie McGuire), Once Upon a Song, and After the Ball. So obviously the love interest has to have some talent in music. The main character and love interest will also want similar things in their futures after high school, but that does not mean every single detail is from a movie...

There's no point in complaining about how it's unoriginal because I followed the basic Cinderella plot line. I personally love Cinderella stories, even if they're total cliches. If you don't, go read something else.

You have been warned.

Amelia's POV

"And first place is awarded to... Amelia Reed!" The announcer says.

I gasp and start jumping with excitement. The announcer hands me a check for $1000, and I freeze for a quick photo. I spot my parents cheering, and I blow them a kiss.

Everyone in my division congratulates me, and I take pictures with the other winners. When I finally meet with my parents, they smush me into a hug.

"We're so proud of you Ami!" My mom whispers.

"How does it feel to be rich?" My dad asks playfully.

"Amazing! I can't wait to put it in my bank account." I say excitedly.

"Why don't we make a quick stop at the bank, and then go out for some ice cream?" He asks.

"Let's go!" I say, grabbing their hands and dragging them towards the exit.

After my dad deposits the check, we head towards the ice cream shop. While I look out the window, I randomly ask, "How come I can't take out the money in my account?"

"You'll have access to your savings account when you're 18. That way you'll have a lot of interest. What would you need all that money for at 9 years old?" My mom asks.

"Don't say candy." My dad says.

I giggle and mumble, "Candy..."

"We're here!" My mom says excitedly.

We all rush towards the entrance, and get in line to order. "What would you like Ami?" My dad asks.

"Cookies and cream please." I answer.

"Mint chocolate chip." My mom adds.

The worker scoops my ice cream and I beam with happiness. "Best day ever!" I say.

"You deserve it Ami. Your mom and I know how hard you worked on that dance routine." My dad says.

"Doesn't hurt that you guys graduated from that shippy college. I have the best coaches." I say laughing.

"Feels like decades ago." My mom sighs.

"Now you sound like an old lady." My dad teases.

My mom laughs and kisses my dad. "Gross guys! I'm eating." I say.

They laugh and I smile. "I love you guys."

"We love you too." My dad says, squeezing my arm.

"When we get home would you like to see a movie?" My mom asks.

"Of course! Family movie nights are the best." I say.

A few minutes later, we decide it's time to head back home. My dad opens the door for me, and I say with a funny accent, "Why thank you kind sir."

"You're very welcome My'lady." He answers back.

15 minutes later, we finally start to merge off the highway. I can't wait! What movie should you pick?

Before I could think, a car swerves into our lane, and crashes into our car. My eyes widen, and I scream. The car gets flipped onto its side, and I feel my head crash into the window.

All of a sudden, I feel a strong headache, and start to cry. I try to move but instead i see blood, then I become unconscious.

*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*

I wake up to a bright piercing light, and automatically squeeze my eyes shut. Are we in heaven?

I hear a beeping noise, and slowly open my eyes. I glance at my body and see needles in my arm. I began to panic and hear the heart monitor speed up.

A nurse comes in and injects me with another needle. Why are there so many needles?! I start to calm down and fall back asleep.

A few hours later, I wake up feeling less groggy. This time, I try not to look down at the needles. I try to ignore the pain I feel in my head, and survey my surroundings.

I saw my dad sleeping in a chair beside me, and he looks terrible. Rude much? He has a bunch of bandages and a sling.

I force my arm to tap his hand, and he automatically wakes up. "You're awake!" He says gratefully.

He presses a button on the side of my bed. "Are you okay? Where's mom?" I rasp out.

He quickly fills up a cup with water, and brings it to my lips. "We were in a car accident." He explains.

"I fractured my shoulder when the car tipped over. I think you hit your head on the side, so they had to deal with that. You also have a concussion, but the doctor said you should recover quickly." He says.

"What about mom?" I ask.

"She's in surgery right now..." He says.

"Is she going to be okay?" I ask.

He pauses and looks away. "I....l don't know. The car rammed into her side of the car, so she was impacted the most."

I nod and try to stay positive. My mom is one of the strongest people I know. She'll pull through. She has to...

A nurse arrives with a clipboard to check on me. After she asks how I'm feeling, she hands me some pills to take. While she talks to my dad, I drink more water.

A few moments later, a doctor walks in with a sad expression. When the doctor announces that she passed away, my dad breaks down.

I start to shake my head, and feel my stomach drop. She can't be gone... She's my mom. There was so much we were supposed to do together. When I process that she won't be able to see me grow up, I start to sob.

Loosing a mom isn't the best prayers we pray to have or come across, my mom has always being my pillar or rather my best friend. She was always there for me and now I have lost her, how will my dad cope without her in his life.

I'll soon be going to college and my mom won't be there to see me get into college, she won't even be there to see me get into her favorite dance academy she always wished I was admitted into.

I will always love you mom

Thanks for reading!

I hope you'll give this book a try!

Amelia's POV

(8 years later!)

I wake up to my annoying alarm and sigh. I reach over to my side table, and try to turn it off. But I fail when I hear my phone fall off. Great job Amelia! Shut up.

I get ready for the day, wishing I could just go back to sleep.

Then I clasp the bracelet my mom gave me. The hook is a little janky, but I usually notice if it falls off. The bracelet just spells Destined. She always made sure I knew I controlled my life. I glance at a family portrait on my desk, and hold back my emotions.

I leave my shed and walk over to the house. When I step inside, I start to make breakfast for Esmeralda my step mom, and Cassy my step sister.

I'm basically their maid, which is a little funny. Not really. Sometimes I feel like Cinderella, but instead of me getting a prince, I get chores. At least I got the dead parents part right. That's not funny.

After I leave the food on the table, I grab a granola bar. I head back to my shitty room and eat my breakfast. I turn on the tv, and sit at my desk.

While I wait for the weather, I notice they're interviewing Sylvester Black.

"Sylvester, why are you taking a break from your singing?" The interviewer asks."

Sylvester responds with, "I think it's time I go back to my hometown. Spend some time with my family, and finish school at an actual high school." In the middle of the school year...?

After the weather is shown, I grab my backpack and walk to school. When I get inside, I walk towards my locker.

My best friend Lily Johnson arrives, and she gives me a quick hug. "Hey." I say, closing my locker.

"Omg, did you know we're getting a few new students?" Lily asks.

"They chose to move to this small boring town, and go to this school?" I ask confused.

"I wonder who they are." She says excitedly. I just nod and continue walking, to kill time.

Someone runs past us, and shouts "Sylvester Black is here!"

I turn to Lily and ask, "Did she say Sylvester-" but before I could finish, she already dashed away. Along with a bunch of other students...I turn to Lilac and ask,"

I just turn around and keep walking. So Sylvester used to live here? Which means he's going to be staying here... Yay more annoying snobby people... A little judgmental, but probably right.

I'm about to enter the classroom, when I realize I forgot my water bottle. "Dammit." I mutter to myself. I turn around and head back to my locker.

I see everyone coming back into the building and sigh. The day hasn't even started and you're tired already? Yes.

I grab my water bottle, and see Lily walking back to my locker. I glare at her and say, "Seriously? You just left me there."

"I'll buy you ice cream. You know I can't help witnessing drama." She says laughing.

I hold in a smile and say, "True. The bell's gonna ring in a minute, is your class in that direction?"

"No." She says shaking her head.

The bell rings and I step back from my locker. Someone bumps into my side, making me drop my belongings.

"Sorry..." I automatically say, hunching down to grab my books.

"I should be the one sorry. I wasn't paying attention." I hear the guy answer.

I look up to see who bumped into me, and see Sylvester Black... What a cliche moment. Always the shy protagonist bumping in to the popular bad boy. I can already tell this story will suck. What?

He hands me my books and sheepishly says, "Sorry about that..."

Before I can thank him, he's yanked away. Tiffany smirks at me, and tries to show off that she's single and ready for a new boyfriend of the week. Okay then..

"Let's get to class..." Lily says, pulling me away from them.

"Of course he's Tiffany's first target." Lily says.

"Aren't you walking the wrong way?" I ask.

"Well it would be more awkward if I just left you there. You're lucky you have an amazing best friend." She says with a grin.

I roll my eyes and say, "Sure."

"How does it feel meeting a famous person? Has the fame gotten to your head already?" She asks dramatically.

I laugh and lightly shove her. "Get to class loser."

"Bitch." She says, turning around.

I meet Lily in the cafeteria, and we pick a empty table. Once we sit down, we start talking about our day. She tells me the cute new students are Sylvester Black and Jase Steinfeld

"I haven't seen the other one." I say, not adding much.

I wonder who they're sitting with... I look around the cafeteria, and spot them sitting with Cassy, Tiffany, and other popular assholes.

Cassy is popular only because she's rich. When my dad passed away, Esmeralda got money from insurance stuff. I've never liked them, and knew Esmeralda was a bitch under all that makeup.

"I can't believe January is almost over. I swear second semester started like yesterday." Lily says.

"I'm so ready to leave this shitty town." I say.

She rolls her eyes and lightly kicks my leg. "Don't forget about me when you become a famous choreographer or something."

I start the music and lift my hands up with a breath. I add in a few dramatic twirls to the dance routine, but mostly let the music flow through me.

Part of the application to get into Dance Academy is to send in a video of you dancing. But every time I try to think of a routine, it just doesn't seem like the best me.

My phone starts to ring so I stop the music, and answer with, "Hello?"

"Where the hell are you? Cassy has guests over and they need food." Esmeralda shouts, while I quickly pack up.

I roll my eyes and say, "Sorry, I had to stay after for a test."

"I didn't ask for excuses. You have 5 minutes to get here or else I will take away the electricity in your room." She says angrily. Make your own damn food or starve. I don't give a fuck.

"I'm on my way." I mutter, holding in my response.

I hear Cassy cough. She always does that when she needs me to serve her something. I slowly turn around and see everyone looking at me. I want to burn this house down.

I clench my jaw and look at Cassy. "Make us some strawberry smoothies." I definitely didn't notice Sylvester frowning, after she speaks.

I walk away and clench my fists. "Don't mess up like last time." I hear her shout.

That wasn't my damn fault. She's the one who was adding more sugar, and then didn't like it anymore. I try to make the smoothies as fast as I can, and pour them into glasses. I'm going to hate washing all these glasses later.

I come back with their drinks, and I know not a single one of them will thank me. It's like their parents never taught them manners.

I place them all down and hear Sylvester and Jase say, "Thank you."

I glance at them surprised and nod. Maybe he isn't so bad? I try my best not to bolt out of the room, and go to my room.

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