Chapter 2
"Erika." Sara said again and pushed Erika once more.
"Go away!" Erika said and pushed her off of her bed.
"Come on, Erika. You have to get up." Sara said gently.
"No." Erika groaned.
"Erika..." Sara trailed and I pushed her out of the way.
"You have till three to get out of bed, if you don't you're going to suffer the consequences." I said.
"One." I said and I saw Erika's eyes shoot open.
"Two." I continued and she looked at me then jumped from bed.
"Thought so." I said and watched her pick her stuff up and go the bathroom.
"You're so mean!" Erika yelled from the bathroom.
"I've been told so." I said as Erika walked back into the room.
"Let's go." Sara giggled and we walked with her to the Hall.
We grabbed a tray and got some food then went to our table.
"Hey, Ladies. Do you mind if we join you?" Adam asked, giving Erika and Sara his signature smile.
"Be our guest." Erika said.
Adam, Cam and Troy sat down next to each other in front of us.
"Ugh. I can't eat when you're in front of me. You're disgusting me." I told Adam.
"You're such a brat, Sophie." He said.
"I'm the brat? You're a dramatic brat. You're the biggest drama queen I know." I said.
"Then you don't know yourself." He smirked.
"Go rot in hell, Adam." I said and stabbed my food.
"Anywhere is better than being around you." He said.
"You know what?! You can go ahead and go get some guy and shove his...-"
"SOPHIA!" Sara yelled.
"Sorry." I told Sara but glared at Adam.
"So how are you ladies?" Cam asked and Sara almost sighed next to me.
"We're fine." Erika replied.
"I got to go. Some freshman is interested in me." Troy grinned and practically ran to the girls side of cabins.
"Boys these days." I said.
"I signed us up for the music room at twelve midnight." Adam said.
"Why is it so late?" I grumbled.
"It's the only one left." Adam said.
"Whatever, Adam." I said.
I stood up and threw my trash in the trash bin then went back to the girls.
"I have solfège. So I better get going." I told the girls and they nodded.
I walked back to the cabin and grabbed my music copy book.
I jogged to the academy building and went to classroom 301.
"Ugh, really? Why the heck are you here?" I asked.
"This is basic solfège, so I'm taking it." Adam said.
"Grand." I muttered and took my seat.
"Welcome, lovelies! This is basic solfège, specialties will be on Wednesdays." A young looking teacher said. "My name is Hannah."
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The Right Note
HumorSophia Ferris is a young talented cellist. She goes every summer to her favorite place on the planet. The Right Note. It's a camp for talented musicians. She's been going there for about ten years and every year she has to go back home with blue h...
