Chapter Two: Luka's View

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Luka's POV:

Everybody. Forever. 

Nobody. Never. 

That's basically all Luka heard from his parents. 

"Everybody is expecting you to do this! And you will do it forever whether you like it or not!"

"Nobody cares! When do you think they will? THEY WILL NEVER CARE!"

Luka's life wasn't all FAME and GLORY like people think. It was a lot more DO this! and DO that!. It wasn't what people imagined. Nope, not at all. 

People always wanted pictures and autographs and videos and ways to contact him, but he wanted a nice day to relax without all that. One day to just-

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? JUST DOING NOTHING? GET UP AND WORK!" His father suddenly yelled bursting through the door. 

Luka solemly walked over to the piano in his room. He sat down and flinched as the door slammed shut. Delicately placing his fingers on the white keys of the old piano, he began to play a familiar tune. Fur Elise was his favorite piece. For some reason, he felt like it was the kind of song he would play if he was in a band...if his father ever let him join one.

The big problem was his father. His mother wanted things to be perfect yes but...his father went beyond that. Complaining, screaming, and breaking things to get his way, his father was always a stubborn and manipulative man. 

His only escape was school. And even that wasn't enough. He only had one really close friend. Even he couldn't help Luka that much. So school was:

1. Talk to his friend

2. Get trampled by fans

3. Go to class

4. Lunch and fans

5. More Classes

6. Get screamed at by father in the car.

So Luka's life was miserable. He continued to play the piece until his father's assistant came in. 

"You have fencing practice in half an hour. Please get ready to go. You have 5 minutes." 

"Thanks," Luka sighed. Yay. Fencing. 


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