Beats of My Heart

By Keertana Terala

Samantha has a love for music, much bigger than herself. Her whole life has been filled with twists and turns, when all she's ever asked for is an opportunity to be herself. Music was entirely new to her, but, once she was introduced to it, it became a part of her. Her new friends don't only bring her challenges but also show her how to live. She goes through several risks, and takes new paths in life, soon to find herself astounded by the way the world works.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jun 6, 2016
• ISBN: 9781365173615

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Beats of My Heart

Beats of My Heart

By: Keertana Terala

Dedicated to my amazing brother, my lovely parents, my fantabulous family and my spectacular 7th grade English language arts (ELA) teacher; Ms. Danielle Sammut!

Copyright © 2016 Keertana Terala

All Rights Reserved

Table of Contents

Beats of My Heart

By: Keertana Terala

Copyright © 2016 Keertana Terala

All Rights Reserved

Prologue

Chapter 1: #Goals…

Chapter 2: Lovelies’ Spell

Chapter 3: Baby Steps

Chapter 4: She’s Different…

Chapter 5: They Try.

Chapter 6: Room 911…

Chapter 7: A Bro Cave and A Couple Einsteins, Things Couldn’t Get Worse.

Chapter 8: The Diva

Chapter 9: Trying Too Hard

Chapter 10: The Door Was Ajar…

Chapter 11: Too Strong To Be True

Chapter 12: This Time, It Didn’t Work.

Chapter 13: The Hoarder

Chapter 14: The Brawny Dudes

Chapter 15: Anthony.

Chapter 16: WHY? This is why.

Chapter 17: The Big Band BASH!

Chapter 18: Melody Spirit

Chapter 19: The Good Luck Charm

Chapter 20: The Battle of The Bands

Chapter 21: Results.

Chapter 22: The Towering Tower

Chapter 23: The Way the World Works… (Epilogue.)

About the Author:

Keertana Terala

Prologue

I stepped into my room after a really long day of school. I dropped myself on my bed and took out the music we wrote in after-school band. I laid lazily, looking at the sheets in front of me. I began to hum the tune. My tempo gradually build up and before I knew it, I was singing loud enough to frighten the pigeons hanging out on the electrical wires outside. It was a marvelous sound, and I wasn't ready to let it go.

This force was strong, like a bad case of lisztomania. Music was an entirely new thing in my second grade life, since my mom asked me to try something different. And honestly, I didn’t want something new to be a part of my life. But being who I am, I accepted music to be a part of me. A new risk, but I was ready for it.

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The door swung open. I froze. An outline of a figure began to form. I squinted, trying to figure this out. At the same time, I felt as though I should run far far away, although I couldn’t. Sam?

Hazel walked in and looked as though she was appalled. Hi, Hazel, I waved with a nervous chuckle. Flashy clothing and deafening music isn’t the best way to greet a friend. I gave up. She had to know someday. Look, I began, I’m trying to drown my worry in music. You must be freaked out. Sorry, I admitted.

After what seemed like forever, she finally replied, Who else would I expect something like this from? she joked, What’s up? What are you worrying about? she interrogated, in a soft, empathetic tone.

I’m scared Hazel, I admitted, I don’t think I can hide this anymore. I can’t go and perform on a stage with people I don’t even know! Mr. Chatrye put together a band for me to play with in the Big Band Bash, but… I can’t. It’s like the confession is building up. It hurts. I can’t keep up anymore. No one knows about me and my secret. They all think that I’m some future doctor, even my parents,—help me, I begged.

Don’t worry Sam. Just calm down. I think we’ll be able to sort this all out. Being the smartest kid in school, everyone expects you to become a doctor or something when you grow up. But, you want to express yourself—through music. Yet, everyone expects you to have a different occupation. So you’re locked; you’re hopeless, idealess. And that doesn’t happen very often! Trust me, we can do something about it, she cheered, although I could sense the doubt in her words.

No. I’m sorry Hazel. But I can’t take this any more. One whole year of being a completely different person that isn’t the true me is definitely not something I should be proud of. I have to confess. This rock star act isn’t helping out in anyway. I’ll talk to Mr. Chatrye tomorrow during after-school band, I said, worried.

That’s up to you. But, I don’t see you as that kind of girl. You are not someone who gives up so easy. Think about it, we'll talk later, she assured, closing the door behind her.

Chapter 1: #Goals…

I slammed my skinny locker shut and began to walk towards the music room. I waved at a few acquaintances and kept walking, observing the vast halls of Hamilton High School. The weather wasn’t helping my mood at all. It was blazing hot here