Piano Prodigy

\\chapter two//

A/N Okay, I know! We haven't updated in a month. We-or I, at the moment (Cara) can explain! Macie has been packing and getting ready to move! And.. well.. I have another account on here remember? I've been on there, since I was completing one book, and then I am working on another at the moment! (Ahem, shameless advertising, go check me out! I'm -  boisterous_ )

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C H A P T E R
T W O -

BEFORE I COULD even yell at Lily, I took deep, calming breaths. I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly, before exhaling slowly also. I turned around again, and stared at Lily with a calming attitude taking over me as she looks at me wearily. 

"Are you mad?" She squeaks, fiddling with her thumbs, staring at her shoes with a sudden interest. I sigh. My anger was slowly diminishing.

"I was." I had to mention that, I can't exactly lie very easily.

"Was?" She asks, confused, looking up at me. I nod, giving her a small smile, letting her know I'm fine now and that she can continue trying to find the limo-or car, waiting for us.

"Let's go find our driver," she winks, grabs my hand, and drags me off into a random direction. I gasp in surprise, but let her lead me to our supposed 'destination'.

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"Look! Look!" She yells, pointing and jumping in the direction of a limo with the sign that reads:

'PRODIGY STUDENTS FOR ANDERSON ACADEMY'

I recognize the name from the letter and I smile, glad that we found the damn thing before it left us stranded at the airport having no where to go.

I try to go ahead, but Lily stops me with a smirk on her face and a silly look on her face.

"Say I'm amazing and beautiful and we can go," she grins childishly at me while I groan and shake my head.

"No, now hurry up!" I say with frustration, glaring at her.

"Nope!" She says cheerfully, 'patiently' waiting for me to say it.

"Find, you are amazing and beautiful." I pout, tugging on her arm and she chuckles, but leads me to the limo.

As we arrive to the limo, the man holding the sign raises and eyebrow and holds out his hand. We stare at him confused. He sighs, "Show me your slips please." We make an 'oh!' noise in realization and fish our slips out of our pockets and hand them to the man. He scans them over, nods, and places them in his pocket.

"You may proceed," he says bluntly, no emotion passing through his eyes or facial features. Me and Lily share a look before climbing into the limo and seeing several different looking people.

As we sit down, I notice three girls and two boys sitting down, staring at us two with no interest whatsoever.

"I'm Lily," my new friend says from next to me, becoming her usual bubbly, social self. I smile, but ignore her and look out the window.

As I hear talking, I can tell Lily has slowly gotten their attention and is most possibly gossiping about what she loves and hates. Possibly ranting also.

Suddenly, we hear the front door of the fancy car slam shut, and we see the man from earlier get in while two others enter the limo after him, struggling to get comfortable with us. One boy, one girl.

"Buckle up, and rest if you need to. It's a long ride." That's the last thing the man driving says before we take off toward the academy.

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"We're here," the driver says, opening his door, and coming around to open ours. He helps us out while getting our luggage out of the trunk as he makes sure everyone is here and safe before leaving to enter the academy.

I grab my luggage before looking at the building. My jaw drops in awe.

The building standing before me looks about 5 stories high and completely covered in white. No other color, but white. The plants and trees surrounding the building are fresh and colorful, giving off a cheery yet professional glow. Limo's are parked in the driveways as people talk and walk around the place.

Suddenly, I notice their are groups. Seemingly looking like the cliche types. Popular groups. Nerd groups. Quiet groups.

"This is going to be stressful, isn't it Lily?" I look to my side, but she's gone. I look around to find her chatting excitedly with the popular group and I sigh.

It sure will be stressful.