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Today is my fist day at the second semester in Julliard. It's nice to be back in New York, after being in Nevada with my parents all summer. It's nice to be home again, but I love it in New York. In my apartment where I can play drums all day long, that's all I ever had asked for. Julliard is a demanding school. I have some blisters in my hand after holding the drum sticks. The hard thing about being a jazz drummer is that it goes so fast, and it's really hard to keep up whit the rhythm. My dad warned me about that, I didn't care then, but now I understand.

I open up the door to the school; everyone has an instrument on their back. I walk straight to my classroom in hope that no one is in the room so I can play for my own. Lucky, no one is there. The music starts to play in my ears, I feel it. It is like I'm in a different place, it's is so peaceful. I start to play faster and faster, it just want stop. All I can focus on is the playing, until my blisters starts to hurt.

"Wow, someone has practice in the summer" someone shout out, I look up and see the whole class looking at me. Shoot, the whole last semester I've tried to keep myself in a distance from the other students, and don't drag attention. Everyone in the class probably doesn't even know my name. "She is damn good" someone whisper. "Who exactly are you" says the same person who shouted at the beginning. "I am Stella O'Bryan" I said in a fastest way as possible, and start to read some notes in hope that they will leave. "Hi, I'm Lucas by the way" suddenly he reaches out his hand to me. Am I going to take his hand, pleas, not whit my blistered hand! Just to be polite my hand reaches out to his hand, I look up to see his face. I didn't realize before that Lucas had such a pretty face. He has clear blue eyes and short blond hair, and has marked cheekbones. We stare at each other, a stare I have never had since I was with Matt. "BANG" the class room door opens up and my teacher burst in to the room. In just one seconds everyone in the class shuts up, you could probably hear a pin fall down to the floor.



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