"Daniel!" Mum called out. I spun in my chair as she walked into my room. "You got a letter", she said, and handed a letter to me. As I saw it was from the Pop&Jazz conservatory, my heart rate rose a bit. Would I know if I was accepted in or not?
I opened the letter and pulled out a piece of paper. I smiled.
"I got in", I said. Mum smiled back at me.
"Well done", she said, and ruffled my hair.
I blushed a bit and read the rest of the letter. "My first lesson is on the 12th of August", I said.
"Looking forward to it?" Mum asked.
"Absolutely", I replied.
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Our perfect rainstorms
General FictionBecause some people don't want to know anything AT ALL about the story before reading it, I'm just going to put this right here: [SPOILER ALERT] Have you ever met someone wonderful and amazing and you wanted to meet them so badly but you couldn't be...
