A/N: Thanks for all the reviews. It really inspired me to continue. I never thought I'd make it to chapter 2, but here I am, writing/ typing it. Thanks again! And thank you for my awesome friend who helped me through writers block!! WOOT WOOT! Emoxtwilightxlover, I love you, only on Tuesdays! Lol insider!!

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or anything related to that topic. I don't own the songs either unless told otherwise.

Chapter 2: Emergency, I think.

So people loved our band, people thought we blew the roof away, and yet, I don't feel the thrill of knowing people loved us. I guess I'm still caught up in the past. Everywhere I look I can remember what I used to call happy days. Ugh. I can't believe he did that to me. I still don't truly believe it, but I have to. I saw him kissing another girl with my own eyes! Why can't my mind take that in that he doesn't want me? Why does it always seem like my eyes betray me?

A quiet knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts. "Come in." I said quietly, sitting up on the bed that I had been laying on. Emmett walked in and smiled at me.

"School starts tomorrow. Ready to see if a 'certain someone' will show up?" You could tell that Emmett was excited to see how well he had done on the JB factor.

"I wish." I mumbled and Emmett's grin just seemed to get bigger. He walked over and ruffled my hair.

"Get ready. Rose wants to see us and just do a little practice in the garage." He said before walking out and closing the door. I jumped up. Now that he wasn't a part of my day, singing was my main thing, my light to my day. I threw on a pair of skinny jeans, a plain black camisole, and my Grateful Dead converse.

When I reached the garage, Emmett, Rose, and Jasper were already there talking. Jasper looked at me and smiled. "Are we going to open the garage door for our adoring fans?" He asked grinning, obviously remembering last night.

"Only if you think we should." I said, mostly thinking about what song we would practice. They all nodded and got into place, Jasper having the controller to the garage door by his feet. "Let's run through Emergency." I said standing behind the mic.

As the song started, Jasper opened the garage door, to view us.

I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency

If you thought I'd leave, then you were wrong
Cause I won't stop holding on

So are you listening?
So are you watching me?

If you thought I'd leave, then you were wrong
Cause I won't stop holding on.

This is an emergency
So are you listening?

And I can't pretend that I don't see this

it's really not your fault
When no one cares to talk about it
[Can we talk about it?]

Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive (deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserved to be alive (alive)

So you give up every chance you get
Just to feel new again

I think we have an emergency
I think we have an emergency

And you do your best to show me love,
but you don't know what love is.

So are you listening?
So are you watching me?

Well I can't pretend that I don't see this

But it's really not your fault
When no one cares to talk about it
[can we talk about it?]

Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive (deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserved to be alive (alive)

Scars, they will not fade away.

No one cares to talk about it, can we talk about it?

Cause I've seen love die
Way too many times
When it deserved to be alive (deserved to be alive)
I've seen you cry
Way too many times
When you deserved to be alive (alive)

Just like last night, an audience had formed around us and I smiled, glad that people really did appreciate our music.

After a few other run throughs, we closed the garage door and go to bed for school tomorrow. Greeeeeeeeeeeeat!!! Not. As I lay down on my bed, thoughts of HIM came to my mind. So much for peaceful sleep.

As I slowly came back into consciousness, I heard this awful screeching that sounded like a pack of ally dogs getting run over by a garbage truck, along with some whiplash here and there. When I open my eyes, I realized it was Emmett jumping up and down on my bed attempting to sing Barbie Girl. No wonder he wasn't a singer of any sort.

"My ears are bleeding thank you very much Emmy!!" I said trying my best to sit up with the bear still jumping over me.

I follow the bear downstairs where he suddenly stops and turns to face me. "So baby sister, what would you like for breakfast?" He asked in what seemed like his normal voice but I was suspicious.

"Uh, I'll have whatever you make." I say eyeing him.

"Okay!" He shouts then runs to the kitchen. I swear he was dropped on his head as a baby. A little too much if you ask me.

"Anyway you want it that's the way you need it anyway you want it!" I hear from the kitchen. Oh God, save me!

A/N: Cliffy!! I'll bring you in at school next time… or will I? You'll have to wait and see… or is it read? Anyways… review plz!!!! Reviews make the world go round!!