I walk into my school. There aren't many people here, since I like to arrive early. I wander over to the drama block's stairs, where I normally wait for my friends. I didn't have to wait long as my friend suddenly sprinted over to me.
"Guess what! Guess what!" he calls out from the other side of the lawn. He arrives in front of me, panting. "Look what I got!" he exclaims, raising his hand. I look towards his hand. Two pieces of paper flap through the air, struggling to escape from his fingers grasp in the gentle wind. It reminds me of his own white hair, which he is growing out. The way it always flows in the wind with its pale rainbow highlights makes it look like a waterfall coming out of his head, and it isn't half bad. His hair matches his sky blue eyes and angelcore outfits perfectly.
"What are they, Niveus?" I ask him curiously, a flicker of hope in my eyes.
"Tickets to the Glitch Flash concert!" Niveus exclaims. My eyes light up.
"How did you manage to get tickets?! They run out so fast!" I ask as he moves to sit next to me on the stairs. I am genuinely confused, there is no way he'd be able to get one, and he has two! I take a peek at the tickets to make sure they aren't fakes. My eyes widen with shock as I take a closer look.
"Floor tickets. I won them in a raffle." He looks really happy with himself, and he has every right to be. The tickets are definitely real, and the concert is this weekend! "So, can you make it?" He grins.
"Of course I can! Wouldn't miss it for the world!" A smile fills my face. Niveus is my best friend, and always will be. We do everything together, and going to a Glitch Flash concert is like a dream come true for us.
We chat about the concert until the bell goes, and then we head off to our first class. I had a different class to him, so I sat alone when I arrived at the lecture hall. I pull out my laptop and begin to research the concert. There are two concerts. One on Saturday, one on Sunday. The one we are going to goes from 5pm to 12pm on the Sunday. It's fairly close to us, so I don't need to book a hotel, which is good because they are probably all sold out already.
As the bell rings again, I make my way over to the dance hall, where my next lesson is. I love dancing, and all of the arts. I walk into the hall, taking my shoes off and joining everyone else to stretch. Niveus joins me, he also loves the arts, which is why we became friends in the first place.
"Hello!" I greet Niveus. He waves back to me, a smile on his face. He stretches with me while we wait for the dance teacher.
"Welcome, class!" The dance teachers struts through the door. His name, Sir Saltare, is printed on the back of his black tee. We all curtsey to greet him. Dance classes normally curtsey to greet and thank our dance instructors.
"Today we will be continuing to work on technique." Sir Saltare instructs. We all form three lines, alternating gaps. We begin with practising our turning. Everyone in the class can do two turns, but only Niveus, me and one other student can do more than that. I can currently do eight spins in a row, although it does make me really dizzy, but it's worth it.
After class, Niveus and I head towards the amphitheatre to chat about the members of Glitch Flash. We sit down at one of the top stairs and pull out our food to eat while we talk.
"So, what should we discuss? Today is Thursday, and the concert is Sunday. Should we buy new outfits after school today?" I suggest, hoping he's available. It's always fun to shop for new outfits, especially with my best friend.
"I'm busy this afternoon." He says, but quickly adds when I look disappointed. "I'm available tomorrow arvo though, so we can go then!" He smiles. My eyes lighten up, as they always do when Niveus smiles.
"Sounds like a plan." I grin, excited for tomorrow. We eat our food, excitedly planning our shopping trip and then part ways to head to our next class.
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