Just to Survive

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Angie's POV

Have I mentioned my recent complete and total hate of hospitals? I've been with my new family for roughly four or five months and I've managed to get admitted to the hospital three times. Fun.

But I guess finding out YOUR A FREAKING YEAR OLDER THAN YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE could shake a person so much they faint and need to go to the hospital for surveillance.

I feel like I lost a whole year of my life. Is anything true anymore?

So now I'm sitting in a hospital bed watching The Prom on Netflix yet again while Sam is angrily on the phone with the school and Andrea sits in a hospital chair writing complaint emails.

Finally, they both angrily turn off their devices, and a lightbulb goes off in Courtney's eyes.

"Queens, I have an idea." She takes all of them outside, leaving me and a sleeping Janelle on the hospital bed alone.

When only Mallory and Sam come back I know somethings up.

"Whats going on?" I ask, pausing the movie.

Mallory only smiles, "You'll see."

So I'm forced to keep watching my movie and feeling an amount of dread about the upcoming surprise Courtney seemed to have gotten an idea for.

But the next day when I'm allowed to go home, and the doctors tell me to try and have less surprises for my survival, they're forced to show me what they were planning.

Courtney leads me to a tall building, with a "SOLD" sign across the large front window.

"Why are we here?" I ask her.

"Because, Sam pulled you out of MAPA, you'll do your schooling online for right now, but once this is finished it'll be perfect." Courtney says.

"What will be perfect?" I say to no one in particular.

"Well, we called and emailed some of your biggest supporters, and started a Go Fund Me, but with our pooled money, we bought this building." Andrea said.

"I don't get it."

"You're looking at the first building of Broadway Academy. A performing arts school funded entirely by professional actors and anonymous donators." Abby smiled at me proudly. "This is for you."

"You guys are founding a school for me?" I cried.

"Anything for our Songbird." Sam says, kissing my hair.

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