act one, chapter six
family drama
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"What the hell is this?"
"Andrea–"
"'Pack your bags. You're spending the weekend with your father in California to tour Stanford.'" Andrea reads off of her phone. "Who said I even wanted to go to Stanford for college? Why are you forcing me to stay with dad?"
"Sweetie, what am I supposed to do? I'm busy all weekend, Mellie isn't allowed guests at her dorm, and your father offered."
"Fine, then I just won't go." Andrea says, stuffing her phone into her pocket. "Problem solved."
"No, you need to go. Stanford is rank 11 in the best pre-med schools in the country and they invited you to visit their campus."
"And why would they do that?" Andrea asks, making her mom look at her with a pointed look. "Seriously, mom. You went behind my back and spoke with administrations? I can't believe you right now."
"It's a good school, sweetheart. And your father—"
"My father cheated on you and walked out on us for his new family on my birthday." Andrea scoffs, clearly upset, "Ricky's dad had to come back to pick Aiden and me up because he heard me sobbing about my dad not showing up on the phone with his son."
"He wants to make it up to you. He said that he would even put in a good word at the school for you."
"You may have been able to forgive him, but i'm not."
"It's been years, Andrea. Don't you think you've ignored the man long enough?" The older Townsend woman says, making Andrea scoff. "Look, if you really don't want to see your father, we can book you a room at a hotel—"
"— I'm not going." Andrea says, her heart beating rapidly in her chest. "I don't want to go to stupid Stanford, not this weekend. Not ever. Okay, mom?"
"You better watch your tone, young lady."
"God, you're driving me crazy." The girl mumbles under her breath. "Look, I'm grateful that you were even able to get a great school like that to even acknowledge me, but it's just not for me."
"Where else will you go? Harvard, Boston, and Brown are across the country. There's Georgetown and UNLV—"
"— Can we just talk about this some other time?" The girl sighs, not wanting to get into another argument with her mom about her not wanting to be a surgeon. "Practice was already rough today and i've got a lot of homework. Plus, my phone won't stop buzzing because my friends keep asking about Josep—homework and stuff."
"Fine, but don't push this talk too far back, all right? It's important."
"Sure, whatever."
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"Even if I woke up in my dreams
Would there still be something I'm missing
If I had everything
Would it mean anything
To me?"
Andrea lets out a frustrated sigh, before turning off Ashlyn's voice recording, taking her pencil, and marking the sheet music. "Why can't I get this part right?"
"I think you sound great." The girl jumps, surprised by the voice before her she starts to freak out internally.
"How long have you been standing there, Ricky?"
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