Julie goes to a very small, very laid back school. No homework, the classes are only one teacher to either 1, 2 or 3 students at a time, the days are not very long, you call the teachers by their first names. Music seems to be her worst subject. When her teacher sees how she's struggling with the subject, she decides...
Once a girl pulled me out of the bar. Of course I quickly came to my senses and brushed her off, walking down the street not looking back. I kept my head down and walked against the wind. I pushed the door to a jewelry store. "I need an engagement ring..." I trailed off. "A nice one."
"Will this be all Ms..." She squinted at my sweatshirt. I knew what was coming, my last name. I've been through this a million times. As did everyone with Juilliard sweatshirts with their last names on it. "Bowie?" My eyes widened. That's not my last name. I looked down at the sweatshirt that I had thought...