Turn Right

“Taylor this song is amazing!” I exclaimed to my new best friend…well one of my best friends anyway.

Mom and I moved and I met this girl, I think three days after the move. She’s three years older but we’re still close and she writes awesome songs. I swear she’ll become so famous some day. It’s now 2005, I’m now 13 and she is now 16, she’s been trying so hard to get a record deal and I’ve run inside recording studios with her, have her ask for a record deal but get shot down and I’ve been there for her.

“Thanks, but the last one we went to wouldn’t let me record my own songs so I said no to them,” she said and sighed as she sat on her computer chair and I laid down on her bed.

It’s April right now and it’s raining so we’ve been inside all day but it didn’t bother us because we’ve become so close it’s scary. I’ve even met her best friend Abigail and she and I have become close friends as well.

“I know but you’re bound to come across a label that will want you so bad, they’ll be at your knees so don’t worry,” I said and she smiled at me.

“Thanks,” she said sincerely. “Have you written any new songs?” she asked. “Who am I kiddin? Of course you have new songs, let me hear one,” she urged.

The only song of mine shes ever heard was the one I played for Miley and Billy Ray. “Okay fine,” I sighed and she smiled brightly as I grabbed her guitar and I began to strum the notes as I began singing.

Bet you thought that i'd be broken
Mascara streaking down my cheek
Devastated, out the door way.
In a daze, a state of disbelief
I bet you'd like that seeing me get mad
but baby i wont satisfy your needs
cuz i've already been there, done that
I'll be fine even if you leave

Ohh i dont need you anymore
Ohh and dont you know that…

You were the one that made me strong,
you made me stand up on my own
with every cruel intention you helped me find my
independence

yeah its all because of you
that i have the strength i do
to turn my pain to passion instead of crashing
Boy im thanking you, Boy im thankin you
I finished and just set the guitar in my lap. “It’s still in progress, but there you go,” I said and she squealed.

“Rach that is so good! I don’t know why you don’t try to get signed”

“I don’t know…I guess I just don’t think I’m good enough…and maybe I’m fine with where I am right now”

“Rach you cant be fine with where you are right now,” she said sincerely as she sat next to me.

Taylor knew more about me than I think Miley did…she knows I move a lot, she knows about my dad…and I mean she really knows about my dad. I told her…I’ve never told anyone that except Nick. Yea…she knew about him too.

“Hey…I wrote another one recently and I was thinking about you when I wrote it because it’s more country so maybe you can help me out a bit,” I said.

“I’d love to,” she said and gave me her full attention.

So then I began to play her guitar again but this one was a bit faster and then I started singing.

Wish I had concentrated,
They said love was complicated,
But it's something I just fell into.
And it was overrated,
But just look what I created,
I came out alive, but I'm black and blue.
Before you ask me if I'm alright,
Think about what I,
Had to do... yeah,

Wake up and smell the break up,
Fix my heart, put on my make-up,
Another mess I didn't plan.
And I'll bet you thought you beat me,
Wish you could only see,
I got an "I Heart ?"
Written on the back of my hand!
“That’s extremely good!” she exclaimed.

“Any ideas?” I questioned.

“Hmm...” she began to think.

Then I handed her the guitar as she began to play what I had just played…it amazed me how she played and memorized what I had played without looking at music, just picked it up and…played.

“How about…” she started to say and then she began to sing.

I'd be fine if you'd just walked by,
But you had to talk about why
You were wrong and I was right…

She stopped but then I began to sing a few lines that popped into my head.

But I can't believe you made me,
Sit at home and cry like a baby,
Wait right by the phone every night…
She continued.

And now you ask about you and I,
There's no you and I,
Remember what you put me through,
I had to...
We both began to sing together.

Wake up and smell the break up,
Fix my heart, put on my make-up,
Another mess I didn't plan.
And I'll bet you thought you beat me,
Wish you could only see
I got an "I Heart ?"
Written on the back of my hand!
We kept thinking and throwing random stuff out there until we came up with the ending which was…

And when you're home all alone at night,
You'll still wonder why
You took everything I had, oh baby.
I haven't thought about you and I,
There's no you and I, and I know
Someday you will...

Wake up and smell the break up,
Realize that we won't make up,
It didn't go the way you planned.
And you'll know you didn't beat me
When you look down and see
I got an "I Heart ?"
Written on the back of my hand!

Written on the back of my hand!
An "I Heart ?", yeah.
Written on the back of my hand...

We finished it and began laughing like normal teenagers…which we certainly were not. I told her she could use the song and claim it as her own and it took a little arguing and convincing but she finally agreed…little did she know, it was about Nick…for the most part.