A visit to Studio 21

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I open my eyes I open my eyes and let out a small yawn. I open my closet and grab some clothes. I walk to the shower and clean myself. When I'm done, I put some mascara and pink lipstick on my face. I walk down to stairs and make breakfast for myself and eat it. I only think about Jorge. About what he said. Don't get me wrong haha... He told me about the Studio for music and dance. I really love to dance and my heart is made of music. I do the dishes and put my shoes on. I walk to outside and take the way I walked yesterday. I look around but I can't find it. I sight and listen, suddenly I hear music and a lot of people. I walk to the music and see the Studio. It is wunderfull. The school is huge and everyone is dancing and singing. I walk to inside and see Jorge. I wanted to walk away but he already saw me and calls me. I sight, I don't want to talk with him but it is rude to ignore him, so I turn around.

Me: Hey.

Jorge: I didn't expect you here. I thought that your father wouldn't let you go?

Me: Why did you think that? You don't know him and you don't know me at all.

What is he rude! Gosh...

Jorge: Sorry... I thought that because yesterday you said your father wouldn't let you go.

Me: Okay, well I go ciao.

I walked away but bumbt into someone.

Me: Oh sorry.

I hear that Jorge is laughing and I hit a sigh.

Jorge: Why don't you do an audition?

Me: Because I can't sing and dance.

Jorge: I don't believe you.

Me: Okay, I don't care if you believe me or not!

I walk finally away, again, and go sit on a bench. Actually there is one more reason why I don't go to this school, because I will see him every day.

Stranger: Hai! Who are you? Sorry but I don't know you and I like to welcome newcomers.

I look to the girl who said that. She has read/brown hair and braces. She seems nice.

Me: Oh no, I'm not a newcomer. I don't belong here.

I wanted to stand up but she just came to sit next to me.

Stranger: Why not? There is place for everyone! What is your name?

Me: Martina.... Martina Alejandra Stoessel Muzlera. But you can call me Tini.

Stranger: Woow beautiful name! My name is Candelaria Molfese. You can call me whatever you want.

Me: Wunderfull name!

Candelaria: Thank you! Do you want to join me amd my friends?

She points to her friends and they are waving at me so I wave back.

Me: Sure!

We walked to them and talked a lot. When I see that it is late I decide to go home.

When I am home my dad looks a little mad.

Dad: Where were you?!

Me: Just walked a bit.

Dad: Can you please write a nite or something?

Me: Yes sure! Sorry dad...

I hug him and he hugs me back.

Me: Dad? While I walked I saw a school, calls Studio 21, it's for dance and music.

Dad: And now you are asking me if you may follow classes there?

Me: Yes

He hit a sigh and look at me.

Dad: I have to think about it and talk with your mom.

Me: Okay, I go to my room. Love you!

Dad: Love you too!

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