School of music

Art's Music Academy

Melody pov
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We were in Anemone airport. "Girls! We need to get a cab to Art's academy!" I exclaimed. The girls sighed at my overbearing happiness. I looked at the girls. Today Charlie was wearing black ripped, skinny jeans overall with black high heeled ankle boots and a gray sports bra. Her hair was down and was messy.
Everly wore a black cropped hoodie. She wore a pair of skinny ripped jeans. She had on black converses and her hair was in a high ponytail.
Harper wore a blue off the shoulder dress. It was long sleeved and the skirt went down to her knees. She wore rose gold flat sandals. Her hair was done in two low pigtails. She also wore a leather jacket.
Ash had on a black plain tube top and a red leather jacket. She had on a black high waisted skirt and she wore mid calf, platform combat boots. Her short, Jaw line, whitish hair was neatly brushed out.
I wore a magenta, long sleeved dress that went down to mid thigh. I had on a  long dark blue jacket that went down to my ankles. It looks sorta like a cloak. My heels were black and were platform with a skinny heel. They had a strap around the ankle.

  We saw a cab come around the corner as we exited the airport. "Wait!" Charlie screamed. She waved at the taxi. It abruptly stopped when it saw us. We put two suitcases in the back and strapped the rest to the top. We got in. "Art's Music academy." Everly said. The guy nodded and continued on driving.

When we got there, we stood in front of a big building. It had a grand garden in front and a big fountain with benches around it. Students stood their mingling and playing each other's instruments. I looked over at Charlie who was reapplying her dark read lipstick. "It's so cool here!" I exclaimed. I hugged Charlie. She smiled at me.

We walked into the front office where a young woman sat. "Hello! You girls must be the new students!" She said happily while grabbing five pieces of paper. "Here are your schedules! Leave your bags here! The workers will get them and take them to your dorms." She said. Dorms? "Dorms?" Charlie asked. The lady nodded. "Yes! Oh my! I haven't introduced myself! My name is Kayla!" Kayla said while shaking our hands. We each introduced ourselves.

"Well you must be off to your classes!" Kayla waved us off. We all waved to her as we walked to class.

  We walked up and down the hallways looking for class 2b.
When we finally reached the classroom we knocked on the door.

We heard a faint come in. I opened the door.

There, in the room, sat about 40 kids of different, all around our age. "Today class, we have new students." The teacher said. "I'm mr. Terrance." The teacher turned around and shook our hands. "Now will you please introduce yourselves?" Mr. Terrence asked us politely. We turned towards the class who looked at us curiously. I decided to introduce myself first. "Hello! I'm Melody!" I exclaimed happily while waving. I looked next to me, at Everly. "Hi. I'm Everly." She said in a more calm tone while waving. Next was Ash. "Sup! I'm Ash." She said while smiling. Now it's Harper's turn. "Hello! I'm Harper!" Harper said joyfully. Finally it's Charlotte's turn. "Charlotte." She said monotonously.
The class waved at us. "Okay girls. Charlotte sit in front of the green haired lad. Melody sit in front of the black haired boy right there. Ash sit behind the ginger haired lad with the tattoo. Harper sit behind the purple haired boy with the scar on his neck. Everly sit behind the boy with the scarlet hair." Mr. Terrence said. We all nodded and went to our seats. "Okay now let's start homeroom." Terrence said. Everyone took out a piece of paper and a pencil. Mr. Terrence started talking about Mozart and Beethoven and people like that. Honestly I wasn't listening because I was interrupted repeatedly by someone pulling my hair and snickering.
I tried to ignore it all throughout class but my patience was cut short. I turned around towards the person behind me. I came face to face with a cute guy with black curly hair and red eyes. He had fair skin and had a athletic build. He was about 5'11 in height and around my age. He had an obnoxious grin on his face that made me pissed off for some reason. "Can you stop pulling my hair?" I asked politely. He smirked mockingly at me. "What do you mean? I'm doing nothing wrong!" He said mockingly. I barely contained a growl at him. "Whatever!" I said through gritted teeth. I turned back around with my arms crossed over my bust. I tried to pay attention to what the teacher was saying but then my hair was tugged again. I growled lowly. Only the people near me heard. I heard the guy behind me chuckle. That pissed me off even more.