"Her hands gently strummed on the cold steel strings, and she definitely knew that sureley this, was her future."
PFF! Of course that's how guitarists start off. Not! It took me ages to learn to play guitar and it was so hard that I gave up and moved on to something else!
"Eve! Could you finish reading the book please?!" The teacher snapped, interrupting my random train of thoughts. I sighed and carried on. "The guitar seemed to listen to her finger's every order and whim. She continued to play. Enchanted by the music, she fell into her own world."
I was finally interrupted by the loud bell, signalling that it was time to leave. Every student eagerly flooded out of class, off to live the rest of their day to the full. I on the other hand, am stuck cleaning the toilets as punishment. I never knew how strict this school was! I never knew that we did stuff other than the performing arts! We do one normal curriculum subject in out first lesson, and another in our last lesson. The space in between in my dance time! Or singing and music time for others.
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Dance
Teen FictionEve wants to be a dancer more than anything. But now she's in a fancy new arts school, she's not sure she can keep up. Will she be able to stand out from all the other dancers, and achieve her dream?
