Chapter 5 is here, dedicated to JustOnEmOrEgRI, who has reviewed lots of times and has given helpful hints and tips which have helped a lot in putting the final touches into my chapters. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy this chapter too.
This is by far my longest chapter, and is in two parts. You meet a new character (see summary at the side if you want spoilers), and there is certainly a big 'change of plan' for Melissa.
Reviews/votes would be very welcome if you could spare the time. Last chapter's count was a little feeble, so this chapter show me what you can really do.
Thank you for reading,
Meepsta
Chapter Five- Change of Plan
"Don't be mad at us," my mum clasped my hand in hers. "but we've decided for once to act on our own."
"The hospital has informed us that your visits with students from Brookfield High have been counterproductive, and rather... unsettling experiences for you." My dad paused, and I heard him swallow. "They have advised us to take a different approach."
"So immediately, we thought of your music. We searched for a top music school which would take students part the way through the year, and the first place that came into our minds was the Weymere academy."
"Hang on... you want me to go to the Weymere academy?" I took a deep breath, wondering if I was hallucinating. I had always wanted to go there since I was seven years old, but now I wasn't sure if it was for me. "As in, The Weyemere academy? The world-famous, prestigious college, full of stuck-up millionaires and disturbingly fantastic geniuses? I can't go there.. it's just not..."
"Darling, music has always been in your heart for a career."
"I'm only fifteen-"
"Younger than us." Richard added gruffly. "Make use of your youth!"
"My blind youth?" I snapped.
My mum recoiled, sighing. "Music is all about feeling, not seeing. Surely you know that."
"You're right. It's possible, I suppose... but I don't want to leave Brookfield. There's you... and my friends."
"Your friend." My dad emphasised, his sharp business-side emerging. "What has Mia done for you these last weeks, apart from upsetting you further? Take a chance... trust us with this."
I could feel myself losing the argument, so I decided it was best to be practical. My parents seemed set on the idea that I would go and make a career in music, and I didn't want to disappoint them. "Surely the Weyemere academy wants to hear me? I haven't played for months, let alone picked my cello up! How could I audition?"
"Well, let's think about it. Today's Wednesday, and they want to hear you on Sunday... if possible." Susie gasped; obviously they weren't meant to tell me that.
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