Disclaimer: I do NOT own BTR. I only own my OC's.
Author's note: This is the rewrite of my other fanfic 'Silver Meets Diamond'. For those of you that read the first version, this chapter is what happened before the first chapter of that story.
For those of you who didn't read that version, you don't have to read it. In my opinion, that version was crap. So, don't read it :P
Torn In Two
Center stage. A single spotlight. The crowd cheering. A formula for disaster in Jayden's mind.
Jayden Silver, a petite thirteen year old brunette, turned to her mother who stood next to her backstage. They were in the local community center at a charity fund for children with disabilities. Jayden had signed to perform to raise money for the cause, momentarily forgetting her stage fright. Of course, once she saw the large crowd that was gathered around the stage, waiting for the next act to come on, she started freaking out.
"Mami, I don't think I can do this. C-can't we just tell them that I have laryngitis or something?" Jayden asked, her knees shaking.
"Mi amor, you made a promise. And when we make promises, we keep them," her mother, Natasha, told her sternly. "Now, you are going to go out there and perform, and you are going to like it!"
Natasha pushed her daughter towards the stage as the beginning of the song "Greatest Love of All" by Whitney Housten started to play. Taking a deep breath, Jayden walked onto the stage. She kept her eyes shut as she started to sing.
"I believe the children are our are future," she sang. "Teach them well and let them lead the way.Show them all the beauty they possess inside, give them a sense of pride to make it easier. Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be."
Slowly opening her eyes, a smile spread across her face as she continued to sing. The words flowed out, her confidence rising as she embraced the music. She was barely aware of the hundreds of eyes watching her. Eventually, the music slowed and she sang the last few lines.
"And if by chance, that special place that you've been dreaming of leads you to a lonely place, find your strength in love!"
The music stopped, and the crowd erupted in applause. Several people in the audience were wiping tears from their eyes; others were seen wiping their noses. Jayden curtsied, lifting the edges of her white dress slightly like she had seen in the movies.
"Thank you everybody!" Jayden said, before walking off of the stage. She ran towards her mom and threw her arms around her, her grin still plastered on her face.
"You were great, mija," Natasha exclaimed.
"Star worthy," a man in his mid thirties with brown hair like his daughter said. He opened his arms as Jayden whipped around to face him. She threw herself into his arms without a second thought. "You were great, niña," he told her.
"JAYDEN!" a small black haired girl screeched, tackling Jayden out of her father's arms. The ravenette was Leah Sulten, an old family friend and Jayden's best friend.
"Leah…can't…breathe…" Jayden choked out, trying fruitlessly to push off the human straightjacket.
"Sorry!" Leah squeaked, letting go immediately.
"'S'okay," she muttered.
"You were really good! I can't believe how good you were!" her friend squealed. "Those disabled kids are going to get a lot of dough thanks to ya."
2 years later
"Can you believe it? He's totally cheating on her!" Leah exclaimed over the phone.
"I don't know. I think he's being completely faithful," Jayden replied, her eyes never leaving the Spanish soap opera on the TV.
"Are you serious? That guy is too hot to be faithful to a girl that…ugh!"
"Just because he's hot doesn't mean that he can't love someone who's not as hot as him. And, just because he used to be a player doesn't mean that he's a cheater," Jayden said, frowning as the show went to commercial.
"Jayden! Come down stairs!" her mother called.
"I gotta go. Talk to you later," she said quickly into the phone, hanging up.
Bounding down the stairs, she saw mher parents on the loveseat in the living room. There were two other people in the room, both in black suits. One was dark skinned, and was wearing black sunglasses and a head seat. He was standing next to a pale, thin old man.
"Jade, there you are!" Natasha exclaimed. "Come here!"
Jayden hesitantly walked towards her parents, her eyes never straying from the men in black. The old man was fiddling with a shiny blackberry, not even noticing that she was watching him. He sat with a straight back, his shoulders and posture stiff.
"Arthur," her father said, drawing the man's attention. "This is my daughter, Jayden Iliana Silver. Jade, this is Arthur Griffin. He's an old family friend and one of my most trusted business partners."
"Hello," Jayden said, forcing a smile.
"Hello," the man, Griffin, said, standing up and shaking her hand. She couldn't help but feel weak and puny compared to him. He was tall and strong. "Jayden, do you know what it is that I do?"
"Uh, lift weights?" she asked, stretching her fingers that he had practically squeezed off. This caused her parents to laugh, and Griffin to smirk.
"Yes, but no. I am a music producer in LA," he said, his voice serious.
"What does that have to do wi-"
"Your father here has been talking to me about how talented you are when it comes to performing. He showed me one a recording of one of your performances a while ago, and, well, I'd like you to come to Hollywood to record some songs. Make a demo. Try to make it big," he continued, cutting her off.
"Wait, do I get a choice in this?" Jayden asked, her thoughts flying towards her friends, to Leah especially.
"Yes," Griffin said at the same time that her parents said "no".
Great, Jayden thought.
Author's Note: Okay, so that's the first chapter. I hope it's good enough. I'll start working on the next chapter. Please review. :)