I didn't choose this class.

Lord Pitch

Another Monday, but today is worse. Mack transferred from what ever school to this one, out of every school in this state she chose this one. 

I get up and walk to the bathroom, do my business and take a shower and add some subtle make up with some hoop earrings. Then I grab my clothes, ripped jeans, and one of my favorite shirts, it is blue and it flows out at the bottom, and slip on my vans. 

I walk up to my side table and rip my charger out of the wall and wrap it around the cube and stuff it in my bag and swing it around my shoulder. Sliding my phone in my pocket I make my way out the apartment seeing Colby walking out too. 

We made small talk as we were walking up to the doors of the university. All I got from the conversation is that he is nervous for today, because they have the doctors appointment, which I completely forgot about. 

We part ways, giving short goodbyes as I make my way to Mrs. Robins class. 

We do the usual, but she really doesn't do much, I guess she just doesn't want to be here. Me too sis, me too.

It went by quickly, just Justice and I making small talk. I told her about Mack and she said again, if she needs to smack a bitch she will, her words not mine. But you don't see me complaining.

The bell rang causing a commotion of people talking all at once and everyone making their way out the door.

I slowly made my way to Mrs. Robs class, fearing the person I might see. I could hear that pitchy voice anywhere.

I walk up to the door, seeing lord pitch talking with Mrs. Rob.

"I know I am new here, I just transferred but I know I am going to blow your mind with my vocals." She sneered. 

I walk in causing Mrs. Rob to peer over her shoulder. "Oh, but you should hear Ms. Destiany's voice, it is quite spectacular." She nods with her words, pointing to me.

Mack slowly turns around, her glare burning into my eyes as I smile, "Thank you, Mrs. Rob." 

"Of course." She nods as Mack walks up to me, "But, Mack, is that your name?" I smile widely. "I am so glad you have Mrs. Rob, she can fix your so called talent." I smile and use finger quotes around talent. 

"Oh dear, you must know each other." Mrs. Rob says.

"Who her? No." I say jokingly.

"Oh I know her," Mack starts, pointing in my face, "she stole my spotlight when she became a freshman, I am here to steal it back." She spits out.

"Oh, I didn't steal it, I can't help that I can hold a note." I step forward to her and she takes one back. 

"Sure you can. I will show you all one day, I am better than you." She glares at me, then smiles to Mrs. Rob and walks out.

"This," She sways her finger back- and- forth,"I smell a problem." Mrs. Rob chuckles as I do the same.

"Oh, not for me, I am not going to let her ruin another 3 years of school for me." I say as she nods and points for me to come to the piano as we start rehearsing.

"Destiany, you sound amazing." Mrs. Rob started, as I nod with a smile. "Don't let her get to you, speaking of which." She looks up at me. 

I let out a shaky breath, "We have another concert, and I would like you two to do a duet."

My breathing stopped.

A duet.

A DUET