part three: new school.

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annie overslept. great. it was her third day in the states and her first day of school. her aunties boyfriend was magician at children's parties, he was nice and not hippie at all.

annie had just thrown on a random mustard jumper and jeans. she dashed out of the house without breakfast. she ran after the school bus, which she forgot about, before giving up and walking.

her school wasn't that far away, she had to walk a fair 10-15 minutes but she got there just as the school playground began to empty. she was fairly disappointed in herself, she was hoping to find a friend before school, or at-least a familiar face.

the school building was a prestigious one. it was modern with a lot of white and blue. it was a school which specialised in sport, which wasn't annie's strongest subject but she had heard that there was a solid music community there.

she made her way to the principals office with little struggle. his office was on the second floor next to the music room. she had a quick glimpse into it, the room was dark, there was barely any instruments and the wallpaper was tearing off,

"solid community" annie said to herself, "as if" she knocked on the door and pushed it open.

she saw a large black lady sitting behind the mahogany desk. the room was painted a light turquoise. there was several certifications and pictures of black and white on the walls. on the other side of the desk sat two young girls next to an empty chair.

one of the girls had short pixie hair, tanned skin and dark green eyes and the other had pale skin like annie and a blonde pony tail. both girl were brandishing a cheerleading uniform.

"sorry, i was told i would be meeting with a mr Wilkinson" emphasis on the 'mr' the lady smiled and gestured towards the empty chair,

"why don't you take a seat sugarplum" she said in a strong southern accent, "mr wilkinson is currently ... unavailable, i am ms connor, deputy principal and acting head, whilst mr wilkinson is away." annie took a seat and both girls smiled, showing off a set of perfect teeth,

"so annabelle, i believe you are from the good old town on london, whats your experience in the states been so far?" she asked.

"well," annie began, "i haven't really got out much yet, it's mostly been unpacking. oh but my auntie cat did get me my first ever taco bell from the wilson corner yesterday" annie told her,

"ah, my anthony works there, i'll make sure he gives you a good discount for your next purchase, now, your mother says you have a passion for music, what instrument is your expertise"

"oh well, i play guitar and i sing here and there. i love writing songs, i see it as an escape route from life, just a way to ease my tensions and flee from my troubles" annie told her. miss connor seemed impressed,

"well isn't that just the most beautiful thing i've ever heard. now, as i'm sure you has a look at our brochure, which only came out a few moths ago and it did mention our 'solid music community' however, our music teacher resigned the day after that was posted and we haven't managed to find a replacement so far. however, we are holding interviews tomorrow. and i would love to have you help us out."

annie was gobsmacked by this, it was her first day, not even her first hour and she had already been asked to be part of something so huge for herself and the school.

"oh wow, yes i'd be delighted" annie replied, making ms connor's smile even wider. ms connor made a way to feel like there was nobody else in the room when you were speaking to her'

"now i'm sure you are curious about who these two delightful ladies are sitting next to you are" the two girls giggled, "this is phoenix bailey, drama enthusiast and the head of the schools lgbt campaign, i'm sure you will find out more about that very soon." the girl with the pixie hair waved at her, "and this is ashley williams, she is the head of our cheer squad and writing team!" the other pale girl with blonde hair waved, "now, as i'm sure you figured out by now, both these girls have quickly come from a cheerleading session to show you around the school and your tour starts now. welcome to clemson high and i shall see you later"

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