"Ellie! You can have Xavier if you want",
said Polly.
"Hm?"
I said. I had been thinking about how boring photography theory classes were and how much time left of the lesson we had.
"I said, you can have Xavier if you want. He doesn't like me anymore",
said Polly.
"Ok sure, but it's not like he's gonna like me anyways."
I said back to her.
We both went back to doing our photography stuff.
The week after that, I received a very special....gift, you might say.
"Ellie?"
said Ms Lofter.
"Hm?"
I said.
"Ellie? Come here?"
"What?"
"Oh, you'll regret that you ever said 'what'"
"Hmmm?"
I followed her into the music office she was holding a black case.
"Ellie, here you go."
"Ms Lofter, what is that?"
"Here you go"
Ms Lofter handed me a piece of paper with some writing on it.
I quickly skim-read the writing on the paper.
OH
MY
GOD.
I was getting a special clarinet.
A really special one.
A semi-professional one.
"What do you think, Ellie?"
*covers my mouth with my hands in shock*
"Are you serious, Ms Lofter?"
"YUP!"
"Oh my god.... OH. MY. GOD. Thank you so much, Ms Lofter!"
"You have to look after it, Ellie. It's worth much more than your younger brother and sister combined"
"Thank you so much, Ms Lofter!"
"You're welcome, off you go."
