Treble Clef

Treble Clef

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Melody has been brought down. Her whole life her mom, her friends, her enemies, even her neibors have said she couldn't do it. That she would never be the best. But the more they say that, the harder she tries. Then she realizes she can't fight this battle alone, with help from a guy she secretly crushes. Her friends and her are so close, just one problem, Bianca Fronce'. "You know, I am so sick of being held back. So sick of the, 'I don't think so'. So sick of the 'you won't'. I just want to go in there and prove one thing okay. I just want to show those people I can do it. You can go back to those who don't believe it, or believe in you. But I won't give up this battle, not this time."
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