The Juiliard School of Arts

338 1 1
                                    

I got in! I actually got in! I thought to myself.

I've waited so long for this opportunity to come and now it finally happened. I got into Juilliard! Freakin Juilliard! The most famous art school ever! Well I think.

I applied last year during senior year and I waited 6 months for me to find out if I got in or not. I was under so much stress and at some I just lost hope if I was to get in. I've been dreaming about going to this school ever since the 7th grade.

I should probably also mention what my artistic talent or talents are. Well I have many: Piano, Guitar, Drums, Acting, Improv, Writing, Modelling, Drawing and Interior design. I know that's a lot, but I came here for one thing and one thing only.

I'm becoming an actress. I know most people think that actors and actresses are all fake and that maybe behind that camera they're really diva like. But I don't plan on being like that. My parents said not to get into drugs and to do well in my exams. But they also follow your dreams. Cliché I know!

Anyways today is my first day as a freshman. And to be honest I'm kinda lost. It's as big as the Collège Régina Assumpta in Montreal. But I lived two hours away from there. I went there when I was 13 for the art festival. It was colossal, I swear it was gigantic! They had 4 gyms, 2 auditoriums, 4 lounge rooms that were the size of 4 classrooms all put together and the bathrooms were nicer than my room!

But I'm not here to talk Assumpta. I'm here to tell you about my new school. Most of my classes have to do with acting and the history of acting. So basically reading a lot of Shakespeare and Molière. And putting plays in front of the class just in random order to get to know each other a bit better.

8:00am

"Time to find my first class!" I say aloud to myself.

I turn around and realize I have absolutely, 100% no god damn clue where I am going!
I turn the corner and accidentally bump into a blond headed boy.

"Oi! Bloody hell!" He yelled dropping his books.
"Oops! Sorry my bad I'm new here." I said trying to explain as he picked up his books from the ground as I helped him.

"Oh that makes sense! I'm Newt, by the way." He said extending his arm, he had an English accent.

"I'm Tori Brooks." I said shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you! I think you'll have a fun year as a freshman!"

I m soooooo soooo sooooooo sorry I haven't been updating! I've been really busy cause we're moving and my birthday is on Saturday so I'm trying to plan that out. And I have badminton tournaments non-stop and improv this year. And I have a paper mashé and that takes a really long time and our science teacher hives like 11 pages of homework every class so I'm really busy but I'll try and update as often as I can!

Maze Runner Imagines and PreferencesWhere stories live. Discover now