The Intervention

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Prisma's POV
"How can you say that!" I heard my cousin's voice shouting. "I love Riven. You have only know him for 15 minutes flat! That's not enough time to make a solid definition out of someone."

"He's an airhead and selfish lazy specialist! I would have thought you could pick a Prince perhaps."

"Not every fairy needs a Prince father!" shouts Musa. "I am not getting interested in someone who doesn't understand me. Riven does get me. What is your problem with music anyway?"

"It doesn't pay well!" retorts my uncle. I groaned at that. Who said everything had to be done for money?

"Who says I want to sing as a job? I want to share my love of music with the rest of the world!" Musa blurts out.

"Cleary what happened to your mother has taught you much!"

I cringed at that. It hurt for me and it probably stung for Musa too. I was sitting by the Parkwood stream in the park staring at my reflection. Aside from my hair being very black. I looked the same as my cousin Musa. Yep that is right. I am Musa's cousin. And like her I lost my mother too at an early age. Ace's mother had helped in raising me but when she left. Ace started treating me like his family. Like his own little sister. Musa didn't even know I existed but I knew of her.

"You and mother taught me to believe in my dreams and to fight for them!" Musa yells at the top of her lungs.

"That's it young lady! This is your first and last concert. Next year you are transferring to another school! I'm sorry but you'll understand some day!"

I stood up and followed my Uncle. I would open his mind. I would let me see just how unreasonable he had been.

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