Bella - Pt. 1
(Y/N) = Your name
(L/N) = Your last name
(H/C) = Hair color
(F/I/C/F) = Favorite ice cream flavor
Maybe this isn’t a good idea. Maybe you shouldn’t be here.
Or maybe, you were made for this very moment. This very happenstance. Maybe you are the catalyst to starting something completely amazing. Maybe something beautiful is going to come out of this amazing experience.
Or maybe you’re just an idiot with a guitar and a patch-covered, jean jacket standing on a street corner strumming whatever song comes to mind. Yeah, this is considerably more likely but, hey, what can you say? You’re a dreamer at heart.
You grin as a little girl stops in front of you. Around her mouth is covered in purple and a large, rainbow lollipop is clutched in her grubby hands. She points at you.
“Want me to play something for you, little ‘un?” You swipe a stray hair out of your eyes in between strums.
She nods fervently, nearly shaking her two blonde pigtails loose from their hair ties. “Bingo!”
“Bingo?” You repeat, confused then remember the song about the old farmer with that funny dog. “Ah, Bingo.”
You begin strumming, swiftly moving your fingers from chord to chord–not like there are many–and singing along with the little girl as she begins dancing to the guitar. You would have preferred a song that can show your musical prowess more but, it is enough to make this little girl happy.
You finish and the girl claps her hands, lollipop and all striking her palms. You give a mock bow.
“Why thank you, thank you very much.”
The little girl then proceeds to do something unimaginable. She pulls a twenty out of the front pocket of her overalls and places it gently in your open guitar case in front of you.
You gape at her as she looks back up at you.
“Mama gave me twenty-five dollars for the candy store, but I only wanted a lolli. You can have the rest.” She tottles back over to a bench where a woman sits, also staring at her daughter in bewilderment.
You crouch down and pick up the twenty dollar bill from your guitar case and point to it as the little girl’s mother looks at you. She eventually closes her mouth and makes a gesture indicating that you could keep the large sum of money for something as unimportant as street performing.
You shake your head in amazement. That woman is sure raising a generous kid.
You stay there for a second, staring at your open case with a few coins, ones, and that one luminescent twenty dollar bill. You go to stand up when you realize a five is being waved in your face.
You look up to see a pretty girl about your age smiling down at you. Her hair is a dark blonde and her eyes glimmer a bright blue.
You smile back awkwardly, standing back to your full height. She laughs a little at your confusion.
“You wanna play something that’s not a weird, American, kiddie song?” She says, teasingly, dropping the five into your case.
You chuckle. “What you got in mind?”
She rifles through a tote bag she has slung across her shoulder. She hands you a sheet of music. You raise an eyebrow, you’ve never heard of this song before–“I Don’t Mind”–and you’re usually pretty diverse in your music taste.
You set it down at your feet and set the tip of your shoe on the paper to keep it from flying away. You hum a little of the melody, working your fingers over the chords, getting a feel for the song. After a minute, you start over at the beginning, your hands moving faster than your mind can keep up.
The girl watches you, the smile on her face growing by the second but you’re too caught up in the song to notice, your (H/C) hair getting in your eyes as your ponytail starts getting looser.
You end the song with one final strum and look back at the girl who’s clapping with a humongous grin on her lips, showing rows of straight, pearly whites.
“That was amazing!” She exclaims as you hand the sheet music back to her. You flash her an appreciative smile.
The girl takes a step back and looks you up and down, putting her hands up to create a little rectangle, positioning you inside of it from her perspective.
You cock your head inquisitively as she nods to herself.
“Do you wanna go for a walk with me real quick?” She asks, setting her hands on her hips.
This girl is really something else.
“I mean, sure, I guess. Just let me clean up,” you say, chuckling at the spontaneity of this random girl.
Once you sling your guitar case over your shoulders, she gives you a mischievous grin as she comes closer to you.
“I have a proposition for you.” She holds up her index finger in your face, causing you to flinch back in surprise. “ But , let’s talk about it over ice cream.”
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You lick your (F/I/C/F) ice cream cone and lean back in your chair as the girl sits across from you, rattling off all of the benefits to being in her band that apparently plays at the cafe called Rikki’s often enough to make them a good sum of money. She makes a very convincing argument though you would really have liked if she had perhaps started off with what her name was so you knew how to address her properly.
“So, it’s usually weekends we play there and we’ve got some parties that we play for there as well, and-” You hold up your hand to silence her. She looks a bit shocked and slightly worried.
“This sounds great and all, really, I would love to join your band, I mean, I used to be in one when I lived in Sydney but, sis,” you take a lick of your ice cream, “I don’t even know your name. You don’t even know mine.”
She flushes, embarrassed at her oversight. She talks fast to make up for it. “I am so sorry! My name’s Bella Hartley, short for Isabella though that’s kinda obvious.” She scratches the back of her neck. “So, um, your name?”
You smile, happy that you can finally introduce yourself. “My name’s (Y/N) (L/N).” You stretch out your hand for a shake and she takes it gratefully.
You lean back once more and take a bite of your cone. “So, you need a guitarist?”
She sighs dejectedly. “Yes, our last one walked out on us.” Her eyes widen as she realizes how this might be a turn off for you. She tries to recover. “That’s just because he didn’t get along with one of our members, our keyboard player, he can be a bit…difficult.”
You grin knowingly. A few members of your band were like that. “Don’t worry, I understand.” You think about how being in a band again might help fix your post-move blues. It was better than street performing and moping around the house while your mom tells you to go do something productive until the school year starts.
You take another bite of your cone as Bella stares at you, knowing your silence to be thoughtful. You look up at her and wink.
“Looks like you’ve got yourself a guitarist, Bella. When do I start?”
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GUYSSS!
So a while ago I said I wanted to make a collection of H2O merchandise for the mature audience/merch that is not automatically clockable as H2O themed. After dropping a Bella & the Band design, it was very well received and I started working on a few more things... So, today's the day!
This first drop contains 10 designs, available on t-shirts, hoodies, as stickers, magnets, hats, tote bags, and what not, including customisable colours. Welcome to the H2hoe: Just Add Merch! Collection.
The Life I Was Promised / H2hoe Water Bottle
These first two are inspired by some of the posts and memes on my page. The minute I wrote that line with Cleo in the bath I found it hilarious, and it was indeed a very popular post. The water bottle design says "Stay hydrated, you h2hoe" with the H2hoe shoe logo on the bottle, for the keen eyed.
Mako Island Tours / Greetings from Mako Island
These two were meant to be like, holiday souvenirs from your trip to the Gold Coast. One from a "business" of boat tours around Mako, while the other is more in postcard style.
Rikki's Café / JuiceNet
These two were tricky to come up with, cause restaurants don't really have merchandise. I made a mock up receipt from each cafe (including some references in the listed items 👀). You're gonna confuse a lot of people bout why you're wearing a receipt on your shirts, but if they know, they know.
No Ordinary Girl Form / Full Moon Spell
These were also semi-inspired by the memes on this page. The first one is a job application form, with some memorable lyrics :)
And of course, no one can hold you accountable for full moon fever, girlboss.
Bella & the Band #1 and #2
These two were posted here before, so I'm just gonna quickly mention if you missed 'em. First one is a tour merch for whatever fictional tour apparently happened during the summer of 2011. The other design is more of a poster with all band members and song titles.
AND THERE YOU HAVE IT!
All designs, as well as some of my older ones (like the H2O and Mako Eras tour posters!) are available on my Redbubble collection page!
CLICK HERE TO CHECK EVERYTHING OUT
and plz plz plz repost, share, whatever this is called. I worked really hard on those and if they do well I'd do some more designs I have in mind (so many were planned ffs)
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