The Songstress

My voice floated through the empty music room, as I sang with all my heart. I grinned. I felt complete. Happy. I hadnt felt like this in a long time.
I sang as I worked. As I worked, It changed into a dance.

"So I put my hands up, theyre playin my song, the butterflies fly away!" laughter bubbled in my chest, as I sang

"Its a party in the usa!" I grinned, finishing. I panted slightly, from my asthma. But I felt the farmiliar adreniline rush over me. Worth it. I took out my inhailer, shaking it. I heard a clatter behind me. I jumped, whirling around, my eyes wideneing. I dropped my inhailer. There in the doorway, stood a boy. He had long black hair, and green eyes. he was grinning. he had heard me.

Me, the realistic uptight girl, with her hair down. Literally. I fumbled for my inhailer, gasping. Panic.

He saw me. He knew.

And he was grinning.

He walked towards me

And held out an inhailer.
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For as long as she can remember, Scarlet has loved to sing. Loved it. She wants to be a singer. But shoots for a more realistic plan in life. But what happens when a boy at her school hears her sing? What happens when she finally finds someone who encourages her dream, when even her family doesn't? Will she follow the dream she's had since she was a child? Or will she give it up?