The Musician and His Song

Colliding Music Ideals

Maddison Parker P.O.V

After spending the last half of class learning about how the Nazis under the supervision of Hitler exterminated six million people, I finally hear the bell to leave and move on to music. Don't get me wrong here, I love the class and all because I can have some time to write my music, but the teacher is lame. Mrs. Jefferson I'm pretty sure taught my grandma when she came to this pile of dump forty years ago. She teaches as if we are all experts in the genre to which you could place Frankie Valli, Everly Brothers, and Bill Medley in.

I love to listen to Bill Medley because he produced a lot of his music as a solo artist, and while working with Bobby Hatfield as part of the Righteous Brothers, or whatever they were called. I don't really listen to a whole lot of old school music. I'm more of a Madonna, Britney Spears type of girl. I'm almost to Mrs. Jefferson's class when I hear the bell for an announcement.

Would the following students please report to the main office; Maddison Par- and Clark Thompson.

Why would Clark be called down to the office? He's a good kid and has never been in trouble. Who else did they call? I heard part of the last name, but there are a few other girls with the same three letters in their last name like me. Oh, what the hell, I'll go to the office if it means I get to be out of Mrs. Dinosaurs class.