The Fab Four

Chapter 1

 The Fab Four. Inseparable since middle school. They've had their share of ups and downs, yes. There will be more. Their bond, though, is like marriage. For better or for worse, they were always there for each other. They took care of each other in both sickness and in health. The only thing that could break apart their family was death himself. So when Hannah needs some college roommates, it shouldn't be hard to guess who signed up.

Hannah waved goodbye to Evelyn. She watched her walk in the garage like she always did when she drops people off. She sighed to herself as the garage door went down. They only had a few days left of school. Almost every senior in their school was ecstatic about being so close to graduation. The band kids...not so much.

Hannah drove home. It didn't take long since they live two minutes away from each other. She walked into the house through the front door. On her right, a little indent where she kicked off her shoes. On her left, the living room. She said hello to her grandpa before walking to the kitchen, which was straight ahead.

"Hello, sweetie. There's a letter on the table for you," her grandma said. She-Lois, her name was-opened up the fridge for something.

Hannah looked at the kitchen table. There was a plain black envelope with a classic silver wax stamp on it. She instantly recognized the emblem of the Manhattan School of Music, her third pick school. She had sent in an application junior year, why was she just hearing from them now? Nonetheless, she ripped open the letter with anticipation.

Her eyes read the paper faster than humanly possible. She dropped the paper and screamed. It shook both of her grandparents with fear, but she couldn't care less. She had just been accepted with nearly a full scholarship! She has the right to scream all she pleases!

The following day at school, the Fab Four met in their usual spot outside the band room. Hannah and Evelyn drove together, and it took all of Hannah's energy not to babble on about the exciting news. She practically dragged her friend to their meet-up spot, though.

"Okay, okay, we're here. Now, what is so important?" Evelyn demanded, yanking her wrist back. She rubbed the red marks with her hand.

Hannah turned to her friends, barely able to contain the excitement that was bubbling up in her chest. She had wanted to tell them for ages, and now she finally had the chance. She took a deep breath. "I got accepted into the Manhattan School of Music!"

Her friends began to scream with excitement, despite being in school. They hugged and shook her, unable to contain their energy. Can you blame them? The Manhattan School of Music was Hannah's third choice school. She originally wanted Julliard, but with an acceptance rate of less than eight percent, no one was very shocked that she didn't make it. Very disappointed, but overall not entirely shocked.

Hannah's friends let go of her, and she clapped her hands together. "That's not even all of it! I got a near-full ride through college, too! The only problem is my mom refuses to let me live there on my own..."

Evelyn gasped. "I'll move there with you! Remember when I told you that I get to shadow chefs at any five-star restaurant in America? Well, I was going to choose somewhere near the mountains so I could snowboard. They have ski resorts near NYC, too, it'll just be a bit farther away."

Hannah shook her head. "That was your dream, don't change-"

"But you don't get it. I want to, Hannah. I don't mind going there. It's New York City. I've never been there before, but I know they have tons of great restaurants." She grabbed Hannah's arm and shook her. As far as she was concerned, there was no answer that made more sense.

Sam, who had thought about another solution, spoke up. "I can move there with you, too. I wanna get my master's degree in acting, and if the New York Film Academy accepts me, I'll be more than happy to share an apartment with you."