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Narra Emily

*Cuatro días después*

Hoy he madrugado. A penas son las siete, y afortunadamente estoy de maravilla.

Estoy tan alegre, que comparto un café con Maya. Al terminar de rebañar la deliciosa espuma, pienso en salir y estirarme un poco:

-Creo que me voy a dar un paseo.

-Ten cuidado.-dice ella de manera maternal

Sonrío inevitablemente:

-No te preocupes, llevo a Trébol.-informo blandiendo la varita en el aire, para luego guardarla en mis vaqueros

-¿Has cumplido ya los 17?

-Estoy a punto.

Ella sonríe, pero aun así me insiste en tener cuidado.

De la manera más silenciosa que puedo, ya que Oliver sigue durmiendo, abro la puerta y salgo fuera.

Respiro profundamente, disfrutando del fuerte olor a flores que inunda los alrededores.

Saco el MP3 de mi bolsillo. Hace un montón de tiempo que no lo uso, ya casi ni me acuerdo de qué canciones tengo puestas. Lo pongo en modo aleatorio y empiezo a caminar.

No tardo en cantar por lo bajo, sin poder borrar una sonrisa de mi cara. Vacío mi mente, y por un rato me olvido de todo.

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed

She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running

Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?

You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow

Hey, now, you're an All Star, get your game on, go play
Hey, now, you're a Rock Star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now wait 'til you get older

But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin

The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
My world's on fire. How about yours?
That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored.

Hey, now, you're an All Star, get your game on, go play
Hey, now, you're a Rock Star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

Hey, now, you're an All Star, get your game on, go play
Hey, now, you're a Rock Star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold

Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas
I need to get myself away from this place

I said yep, what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running

Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow.

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