ROYALS

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I didn't sleep at all, and as the morning came I begged for it to leave me alone. I didn't want to see him. I didn't want to miss him.

I got up rubbing my eyes with a tiredness no one could explain. I was in fear of what was to come not with just Simon, but my life.

I pulled on a shirt and black jeans, grabbing my air-pods and putting both in my ears.

I turned on my phone, jumping to Spotify. I can say one thing, this is we're rich parents come in handy. Premium is really quite amazing.

I skimmed over playlists, choosing one out of hundreds. I didn't give it a second glance, shoving my phone in my pocket and pulling my hood up.

I instantly hear the song that's on, and it was on my 80's playlist. Take On Me by a-ah. As the beat picks up I looked in my mirror, grabbing my comb in front of me.

I did my hair to lovely opening, and even began dancing to the music.

I started singing along with the music, feeling the beat through my core. I graciously upped the octaves many times if I do say, and as I hit the highest I felt complete.

I was dancing all around my room, even using my blanket as a cape, and singing with my comb. I was happy.

This was the most I have been able to let go for years, and I think this is when I found my true love for music.

I swear it lasted for days, hours, but as the music faded I was cut back to reality.

Suddenly I hear a laugh, and that was when I looked over to see this guy standing at my door, recording me.

I quickly took out my air-pods, shocked by his presence. I had the urge to fall into my bed and fall into the deepest sleep. But instead I stood my ground.

I looked up at him, with a nervous tone. "Delete that please."

He looked at me smiling, "You have an amazing voice. I heard you when I was heading to breakfast. Quite a performance." He chuckled.

"This is really embarrassing, Oh shit." I tried to smile the pain away, but it was an obvious act. "Are you new?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah, I just started." He said with ease, looking at me.

"Uh... see you later I guess?" I tried to choke out.

"Yeah, sure." He laughed, turning around and walking away.

I guess I really have to be careful with getting recorded.

I lowered my music which was now blasting "Back to the old house," by The Smiths and I walked out the door.

The walk to the breakfast hall is always painful for me, because I never sleep enough to be awake. I often catch myself getting ready to close my eyes, and stop it. I also never made it in time for prayers.

I then looked i'm almost horror as I saw Simon getting his food. The fear in me quickened, and I almost got sick.

I suppressed it, and went to get food. As I turned to see where to sit, I see Simon for a second, but my attention is brought to the guy who saw me and was now waving to me.

He mouth "come over" so I did as he said.

"I wanted to talk to you about something." He said eagerly. Making me nervous.

"What is if?" I asked simply.

"Your voice, I've been looking for something like it for a while. I have some old friends here, and we have a group." He continued on, "A band... and we think you should join us."