1. Remember
2. Lies
3. Justice
4. Look Out
5. Apology
6. Sickness
7. Sunshine
8. Guardian Angel
9. Math
10. Heartbeat
11. Technology
12. Job
13. Endings
14. Spots and Dots
15. Animal
16. Music
17. Weapons
18. Ghost
19. Quick Enough
20. Don't Let Go
21. Patience
22. Flames
23. Lucky Shot
24. The World Turned Upside Down
25. A Grand Adventure
26. Party
27. Thoughts
28. Rules
29. Last Laughs
30. Chills
31. Stuck
32. Bored
33. Movies
34. Limbo
35. Dance with Me
36. Superstar
37. Compromise
38. Save Me
39. Fury
40. Changes
41. Worthless
42. Fame and Fortune
43. Fountain
44. Piece of My Mind
45. Star Struck
46. Runaway
47. Fruit Loop
48. Thrill
49. Wishes
50. Never
51. Eclipse
52. Discoveries
53. Challenges
54. Freefall
55. Oops
56. Name Calling
57. Failure
58. Tag
59. Present
60. Emotion
61. Unexpected
62. Only Human
63. Explosion
64. Trial and Error
65. Holiday
66. Visit
67. Inventions
68. Haunt
69. Mixed Signals
70. Life
71. Homework
72. Seasons
73. Clueless
74. Tips and Tricks
75. Surprises
76. Destroy
77. Attention
78. Practice Makes Perfect
79. Graduation
80. Fake
81. Stop
82. Outcast
83. Hide
84. The Key
85. Stress
86. Only Fair
87. Spirit
88. Guilty
89. Damage
90. Manners
91. Transformation
92. Forget
93. Pet
94. Outcast (Sorry, I accidentally put this on the list twice. This chapter can be anything you want it to be.)
95. Space
96. Opportunity
97. Dessert
98. Breaking Point
99. Simple Advice
100. Hunger

Genre: Romance/Tragedy
Summary: "I have said it more than once, you will remember my name."

Ever since I was young I always wanted to be a rock star. It seemed like they had it all, being rich, famous, and having so much freedom. That was my dream, but now I can never achieve that. For my life has been altered dramatically. In fact, I'm not even alive anymore. I'm a ghost, forced to be constantly reminded of the mistake that had cost me my life. How could such a stupid little mistake disrupt the fragile existence of a person's life? I have no idea.

It all started during one of the first times I ever performed in front of a live audience besides my parents. I had a gig down at a small restaurant. They were giving me six dollars an hour. In my mind I considered that pretty generous since I had little experience. After all, I was only eighteen. To summarize this interesting memory I would have to say that my gig went smoothly. I sang and played my guitar for two hours, and the people actually liked me. I made an extra couple of dollars worth for my tip. That was when he showed up.

It was like love at first sight, the way he sauntered up to the miniature stage. He had the most beautiful, baby blue orbs for eyes and luscious, blond curls, the way he portrayed himself made my heart sing. When he finally arrived at my location, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a ten dollar bill, ten bucks, and put it in my guitar case with the rest of the tips.

Of course, I couldn't help the blush that I knew was rapidly appearing on my cheeks as he casually asked me if I would like a drink. I automatically agreed feeling all of this childish happiness inside of me, I mean; he was my first major crush. His name was Robert, Rob for short; it was such a cute name. As we sipped on Sprite and Coca-Cola we talked about each other's lives, and by the end of that day, I knew I was in love.

The rest of the week was more of a routine; he would show up to all of my gigs, but he would never tip. It was fine by me, in fact I hardly ever noticed. It was heaven whenever he called at night, he would call me his little Ember of flame. Whenever he said it always made me giggle like a little girl, but I didn't care. Every second I spent with him was bliss. And that's when it all started to go downhill.

It was the beginning of September and I got a phone call from Rob telling me to meet him in a park that we would hang out at all the time. Even though I would miss a gig I thought it was worth it. I hadn't seen him in a while ever since he stopped showing up at my gigs. It was okay with me, I knew that everybody was busy and it was probably selfish of me to want him to be at every single one. So I let the absences slide.

I checked my watch again; the digital numbers told me that it was 5:30 at night. Rob had wanted me to be at the park at 5:00 and I had arrived fifteen minutes early, where was he? I glanced around the park and realized that I was the only person there, which was kind of odd. I just shrugged it off and passed the time by watching some of the leaves that had just started to change colors. The wind was picking up a bit causing some of the leaves to fall and swirl around in imaginary patterns; I shivered a bit but stayed where I was. Rob was probably just running a little late, no big deal.

It was 10:30 at night when I had finally given up, I'll admit that my feelings were a bit bruised, but I made myself believe that Rob probably had a family emergency and would call me tomorrow to apologize. Every day I anxiously waited for that call, day after day I made some sort of excuse for Rob. I tried to defend him in any way, to save our relationship that I desperately wanted to keep.

Two weeks have gone by and I feel like my heart has been ripped in two. He still has not called me. The realization of this hit me like a ton of bricks. My excuses for Rob are dwindling and my brain can no longer think of a logical explanation. After the third week waiting for his call I decided that something was up. I went down to the little restaurant where I always play. I needed a nice, small dinner; it would help me think about things, mainly Rob.

It was a calm evening for the end of September, there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. I walked into the restaurant, greeted the owner, and found myself a comfy secluded corner where no one would bother me. While scanning the menu I had already memorized, I heard something, something strangely familiar. It was Rob's laughter.

As if to confirm my suspicions his laughter rang out again, the sound was so precious my heart leapt for joy. That was, until I realized what I had went through in the past three weeks. My heart began to ache once more and I knew I had to talk to him. I calmly got up from my chair and headed towards the area where I had heard his laughter. Sure enough, there he was… With another girl!

I stopped dead in my tracks, another girl? This has got to be some misunderstanding. Rob is just being a gentleman and taking his sister out for some dinner. No matter how many times I repeated it in my head I knew this was not the case. My first indication was that Rob and his "sister" look nothing alike. Rob has those beautiful blue eyes and blond hair, while his "sister" had brown eyes and hideous black hair that was not hideous, it was gorgeous. I can't be mean and degrade her looks, she was pretty. I wanted to find some flaw so I can insult her and make her go back to her house in tears, but I am probably just being jealous, do I have that right?

My second indication happen when I had finally gained enough courage to continue walking. Rob leaned over to his "sister"and kissed her right on the lips. I halted again, watching the unthinkable. I desperately wanted that kiss to end right know, maybe Rob would be like…

"Sorry random person I just accidentally kissed you. I thought you were my little Ember of flame. My bad, oh how much I miss Ember. She is so funny, cute, and she has the most beautiful voice."

Yeah, I know that last sentence was not characteristic of Rob, but I really did wish that was true. And it looks like I'll never find out, because that horrifying kiss is still going on! It has been thirty seconds.

"Rob!" I shouted trying to break up the kiss. Well, at least my plan worked. Except now I have an angry Rob shooting a death glare at me. Doesn't he recognize me?

"What do you want?" Rob yelled angrily. "Say, you look awfully familiar."

My heart leapt for joy. He still knows me; maybe all hope is not lost.

"You're Alice right?"

My heart sank for about the billionth time today. I can't believe it. After all we had done, after all the time we spent together. He doesn't recognize me? My fury began to surface. "It's Ember, remember?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Ember. Ember. Ember." Rob repeated it to himself, apparently trying to remember me. "Nope, doesn't ring a bell. Tell you want Ember. I think I'll remember your name if you give me a little smooch on the cheek."

I look at where Rob's finger was pointing. The tip of his finger touched his right cheek. My fury overwhelmed me and quickly came up with my revenge, at least my revenge for now.

"All right, cutie. Close your eyes." I said with my most seductive voice I could possibly possess. The good part was that Rob obliged and closed his eyes. His face had a big smirk written across it. I summoned all of my fury, anger, rage, and hurt and slapped him so hard across his right cheek that he fell out of his chair.

It was priceless, seeing his shocked expressing as he collided with the floor. The big red hand shaped mark that almost covered his entire cheek. The only problem consisted of the fact that I knew I was in for it.

"What in the world!" Rob yelled as he picked himself off the ground. His eyes scared me the most; they were filled with fiery rage that sent shivers down my spine. "You mind telling me what that was for, sweetheart?"

If I wasn't already scared out of my wits, his twisted smile would have down it for sure. No! I was not going to give in to his fear tactics. I will stand my ground! "Isn't it obvious?" I asked innocently. "Oh wait, that's right. YOU DON'T REMEMBER!" I practically yelled in his face. "Let me refresh your memory. We were dating! Apparently you have other things on your mind." I continued as I pointed towards the girl he kissed earlier. She was almost comical, the way he eyes were wide as saucers and her mouth was hanging open. Anyway…

"Wait a second, you're Ember aren't you?" Rob finally questioned.

"You don't remember do you? I had already told you my name. If you really remember tell me what your nickname was for me." I challenged. I already knew that he would not tell me the right answer. How sad.

After two minutes Rob finally answers.

"Um… Emby?" Rob guessed.

See? Not surprising. "Wrong!" I shouted before I did a 180⁰ turn and ran out of the restaurant. Later that night, when I got back to the apartment I called home I cried in my pillow. I already knew what was going to happen the second I heard Rob's laugh, but that didn't help the pain. I cried my soul out that night. When I woke up the next morning I walked over to my guitar. Whenever I am an emotional wreck my guitar helps me unleash what I have built up inside of me. I always feel better afterward.

I carefully tuned the instrument and strummed a few chords. It felt nice to play again. My fingers danced along the fingerboard creating a new and interesting string of notes. I hummed along a little bit right before inspiration struck me. I carefully put the guitar down and dashed away to find a pencil and some paper. After scrambling around for a minute or two, I sat back down and began to write.

Every once in a while I would put the pencil down, strum a few notes, then quickly cross things out and replace them with new words. I was like a machine, the only time I stopped creating this new song was to go to the bathroom or quickly chug down some water or whatever food I could get a hold of in a short period of time. I only slept a couple hours a night, but it was worth it.

On the third day I had completely finished writing my song, including all the lyrics and all of the instrumental parts. I was thoroughly impressed with myself. I called it "RemEmber." Thought it was kind of catchy and humorous. Well, at least it was humorous to me. I picked up my phone to see if I could call some old friends and ask if they could play the other instruments for me.

It was the middle of November when everyone arrived. What surprised me most was the fact that the drummer, who I had met in ninth grade, got us a slot in a month on the most popular radio station in the area. He had to pull a few strings, but he said it was worth it. I literally jumped for joy when I heard the news.

After a couple weeks of practicing we arrived at the radio station headquarters. Man, you should have seen the place! It was huge! It felt like all of my dreams were really going to come true. After today, someone might ask to be my manager, and I could become a professional singer. Me! A professional singer! But that is not my main reason for being here today. Rob is going to pay today. Every time this song goes on the radio I bet it will drive him nuts. That's for cheating on me!

The people at the station were so friendly. They brought us into our room and had us hooked up to the proper equipment. I saw the person behind the glass hold up three fingers as the announcer spoke.

"We would like to welcome a new artist to this station."

Two fingers.

"Performing live is Ember McClain-"

One finger.

"Singing her first original song, "RemEmber."

No fingers giving us the signal to start. I heard the drummer start the song and I mentally prepared myself. This is for you, Rob. How do you like me now? I strummed the beginning notes on my guitar, and I started to sing with all of my heart.

Yeah, Oooooooo

It was, it was September,
Wind blow, the dead leaves fall.
To you, I did surrender,
Two weeks you didn't call.

Your life goes on without me,
My life, a losing game.
But you should, you should not doubt me,
You will remember my name.

Ohh Ember, you will remember.
Ember, one thing remains,
Ember, so warm and tender,
You will remember my name.

Your heart, your heart abandoned,
You're wrong, now bare the shame.
Like dead trees, in cold December,
Nothing but ashes remain.

Ohh Ember, you will remember.
Ember, one thing remains,
Ember, so warm and tender,
You will remember my name.

Ohh Ember, you will remember.
Ember, one thing remains,
Ember, so warm and tender,
You will remember my name.
Yeah, you will remember my name.

I finally cut of the last note. We did it. I did it. I couldn't contain the smile on my face. As the radio announcer went to the commercials, I thank my friends and walked out of the door and into the main lobby. Several people came up to me and told me I did a great job. I could hardly believe it! This was the best day of my life, until it was ruined.

Later that night while I was reading some random book back at my apartment I started to hear footsteps. I looked at the clock by my bed and saw that it was 9:37 at night. Immediately curious as to who could be outside my place at this time of night I put the book down and waited. Sure enough, two minutes later I heard a loud knock on the door. I slowly got up from the chair and walked over to the door and opened it just a crack so I could see who was outside. It was Rob.

"Rob!" I shouted excitedly, once again I forget all of the pain he has put me through. This little voice in the back of my head was screaming to me about how this has bad idea written all over it. Of course I ignored the voice telling me to close the door, and I opened it to allow Rob to enter.

Rob came to see me, at my apartment! I thought to myself as I continued to smile at him. What if he dumped all of the other girls for me? What if he truly loves me and wants to admit it? What if he really liked my song? All of these "What if's?" revolved around me, distracting me enough to miss Rob smiling oddly.

After a minute of no response for Rob I finally started to notice how eerie his smile was, it started to send chills down my spine. I shuddered.

"What's wrong Ember? Caught the chills?" Rob spoke with a sneer. I was honestly frightened.

"What happened to you? Why are you here?" I responded, my voice was small and feeble sounding, I instantly needed to change that. Rob will see no fear from me.

"Oh, baby, I just wanted to talk about that little song you wrote." His voice changed from the cold, hard, frightening tone to the one he always used back when we were still dating. Confusing? Oh, yeah.

"What about it? Did you like it? I wrote it for you. If you want I can write another one." I answered softly; a little hint of hope could be detected through my words. Maybe Rob has changed his mind and wants to start dating again.

"You see? That's just the thing I am here for." My heart leapt at these words, until the next ones brought my heart back down and slammed it into the ground.

"Your little song was the worst thing I have ever heard. After all I have done for you, you repay me by writing a song to try to humiliate me? Not cool, Ember." At first I was crushed until my brain processed the last three sentences.

"All you have done for me?" I couldn't believe this, all he did was lie and stab me in the back. "I seem to recall you dating other girls without you letting me know. I wrote that song so I could let some of the hurt out and to have my revenge on you. Trust me; I am prepared to write some more songs about you. How about I put your name in them this time?" I challenged, my fury was indescribable. Let's just say I was really pissed off.

"Nobody will listen to those stupid songs of yours. Everyone hates you. Your little plan is going to fail."

"Well, it is your word against all of the people who have come up to me and said that I was very talented and a great singer. I think I am going to believe the general public. The bad news for you is that I am about to write another song, I think you're going to hate it, so everyone has a strong possibility of liking it."

"We will see about that." Rob said darkly, his hand reached into his pocket and brought out a gun. I tensed when I finally realized why Rob was here. He was going to murder me! "Let's see you sing that song of yours when you can't even breathe." He said as he prepared the gun to fire.

"Can't we t-talk or something? P-Please w-we don't need to do this, I m-mean this is a little extreme don't y-you think?" I stuttered as the words spilled out of my mouth. Looking around the room quickly my heart sank when I saw no escape routes. All of the windows were closed and locked; it would take a lot of time to open them. The only other way out was the door, but Rob was standing in front of it and had already closed it. I was trapped.

"Why talk? I think I remember a movie quote that said something along the lines of, 'Words never solve anything, action does.' Action it is." Rob aimed at my head.

"Wait!" I shouted, unsure of where I was going for this, but I had to stall.

"What?" Rob said a rather annoyed look appeared on his face.

"Aren't you going to ask if I have any last words?"

"Why? Nothing you say will change my mind about your predicament."

"That may be, but isn't it traditional or something?" Its official, I have lost my mind.

"Fine, but make it quick." Rob snapped at me.

"Even if you end my life tonight you still will not be able to get away from me. I have said it more than once, you will remember my name. You have lost." I guess it seems as if I do have a death wish after all. This sucks.

Rob snarled at me, guess I angered him, and I saw his finger reach for the trigger, in these last few seconds of my life all I thought about was that I was too young to die. Eighteen is a pretty young age in my opinion. Why did this have to happen to me? This is so unfair. I never fulfilled my dream. I have to live my dream, it's who I am.

My thoughts were soon interrupted by a bang, and then my entire world went black.