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Oli's P.O.V.

I'm here lying in my bed thinking about the past 5 hours. Soo much has happened. I graduated high school (So happy to get out of that hell hole), said goodbye to my friends and twin brother Lucas as they went off to university and, mum dropped a bomb on me ten minutes ago. I'm, going to university in two days. Bright and early in two days.

I'm not the happiest though. I didn't want to leave this soon. I wanted a little taste of freedom before I got sucked into school again but no, there goes mum thinking its cool to just apply your kid to university at the last given minuet.

It's not even an actual school! Its a damned camp for Christ's sakes! It just hurts when your mum and dad send off your ¡TWIN! Brother to and expensive university and you go to a 'camp'.

I flipped over on my side and the sheets crinkled as I did so. Sitting up I dug through my nightstand drawer to find my sticks. I am a drummer and I have these special sticks that you can play on a wall and nobody will hear it. The tips are made out of rubber.

I located them and got off the bed and it made a creeky noise because its as old as me. By the way, I'm 17 years old and my birthday is October 30, 1996. Soon to be 18 and I'm really excited.

I pickup my practice pad from my work desk and silently play my part to 'Pompeii' by Bastille. We had just played that as our special song addition in marching band.

Senior year was great in band. Only in band thought be cause music is the only thing that makes me genuinely happy. That and my friends of course.

I heard my phone buzz from my bed and I quietly put down my sticks and got my phone.

Harley had texted me;

Do you wanna go into Sydney tomorrow for some fun before you go to that camp thing??😘😘😘

I smiled at my friend being so considerate. I had told her how I felt earlier.

(Yes! pick me up at 10 so we have time to explore!😘😘😘) I sent back. I heard foot steps down the hallway and dropped my phone as I scrambled into my bed.

"Hun, I know you awake. Go to sleep." Mum commanded and she closed the door once again. I picked up my phone to see hat Harley texted back.

(See you then!!!😉)

/kinda short. Sorry/

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