See me playing

See me playing

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Winifred Mary Owens has known what she wanted to become ever since she saw her grandmother playing harp. She has heard a few notes and fell in love with the instrument almoust immediately. Her ultimate goal is to get accepted to Juilliards, academy of her dreams, but there is one family tradition stopping her from fulfilling that dream-every Owens graduated from St. Clair Academy of Arts and Science, known as Academia, and, if her father is asked, Winnie won't be the first one to break the tradition. Especially because Academia offers good music course of its own. Winnie isn't ready to give up on Juilliards that easily, but her father means business to. They come up with the perfect solution-Winnie will attend the Academia for a year and if she finds reason good enough to transfer to Juilliards, she may do it. Her only resolution for a year is to find a reason to leave Academia behind but her resolve might get tempted by everyting Academia has to offer, including a genious boy and a few quirky friends.
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