The love song we never wrote

prologue

I wish we could drive faster. The bus is too hot and the people are too loud and all I want to do is put on my headphones  zone out maybe even fall asleep. But I can't do that because my friend Sarah has been talking for the past hour and while I would walk the length of earth for her, right now I just want some peace and quiet. My guitar is taking up to much space beside me and the bag with my clothes is taking up my leg room and the whole day is making me want to cry.
To get the story straight right now I'm in a bus full of people from my school all playing an instrumen. Our high school is taking us to a week long music seminar where we will be sorted based on the instruments we play. To be honest this thing sound like so much fun...if you have talent which I'm lacking. I didn't even sign up for it because my guitar teacher did it for me if it was up for me I would have never signed up and would now be enjoying my friday evening with a good book but well we can't have everything can we?
"Daisy do you think that there'll be any pretty boys? I mean we gotta find you a boyfriend don't you think?There is gonna be another high school there, there's got to be at least one boy for you." How to nicely explain to her that I would rather die then put my almost non existent social skills into use.
"Sarah honey while I appreciate your help finding a boyfriend is not really on my to do list." Please don't mention it again, please don't mention it again.
"Daisy don't you worry me and Lib will find someone for you." People really need to start minding their business if you ask me.
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Fifty-eight people are now sitting in this too white for my liking lobby and we aren't moving anywhere. I've secured my spot on one of the couches while we're waiting for our professor to log us in and give us our hotel room key and as it seems apparently that's something that can take a lot of time considering that it has been forty-five minutes since we arrived. I'm braiding Libby's blue hair while she explains to me how she needs a new flute because this one isn't sounding quite right.
"All right girls it seems that this will take longer that I thought and my bladder can hold any longer so see you in five." I exused myself before following the bathroom sign that led me down a glass hallway and to the toilets. After I was done doing my business and walking back down the glass hallway I noticed another high school entering the hotel but they somehow looked older then we do.
"There you are. The moment that you left we got our key so here, your stuff and now we can go." Sarah always the impatient one. I take one last look over my shoulder and the high school that's now sitting in the lobby before following Libby and Sahar to our room.
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Apparently the girls got strict rules that we need to be back in the lobby at five sharp so after a twenty minute nap I took I'm now walking to the lobby guitar on my back and the fake smile on my face so people don't ask what's wrong and I can avoid telling them that I wasn't supposed to be here and that this friday isn't really going my way. I never bothered to make friends with anyone that played guitar in our school which leaves me alone for the next week considering that nor Libby or Sarah play it. Walking into the lobby I was immediately called over to the left side where the guitars were. I recognized some faces from my high school but most of them were completely new to me. It wasn't long before we were lead into one of those big rooms that hotels have for hosting wedding.
"Hello everyone welcome to the very first guitar seminar." Both my guitar teachers were here and another women with these long bright red hair that made her look younger.
"As you can see there is quite a lot of us so if we want to make it work you will have to listen to what we say. The plan for the upcoming week is for the both of high school to prepare their own orchestra and then there will be one that will involve both high schools. Now the thing that makes this week instresting is that every single one of you will get somebody from the opposite high school and in pairs you will have to make something to show to the audience on sunday." Fuck.