froggybebe
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Chapter One:
I love music. I want to play music. I'm going to play music. But I'm not good at music. I stink at music, but my mom said if you had a dream in life you have to follow it and you can utterly NOT give up. But that's what my mom says. I'm Claire Jewels, and I want to play the piano. Any way, when I was little I thought I was good at making music, and this is because I happened to be little enough to think that banging pots and pans is making music, which it is not. It is annoying people I don't want to annoy and overall being a little dumb. But I was so little I didn't know. But now I do. And I'm not good at playing music. My mom said I will be good at it if I practice. And I tell her I can't practice because sadly, I don't have a guitar or an organ or a violin or a piano and that is why I can't practice.
Emma Dells is my best friend, or former best friend. Yes, former best friend. Emma has turned in an annoying spoiled brat that I don't like one little tiny single bit. She likes to tell people things that aren't true. Like she thinks our music teacher belly dances because she heard belly dancing music coming from the music room and it's not true. "Emma, that is utterly not true. Maybe she was just listening to music, not dancing to it." I said to Emma, and she said it's true.
All the kids always believe Emma because, well, she's popular. So when we started to study Mexican music, which Emma thought our music teacher was dancing too, Matthew Maxwell, a strong kid in our class, had to hunt Emma down and give her a few words, like how you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover or something.
You might think I would be glad to get home, and I am not. I have a 17 year old sister and 6 year old twin brothers. My sister is named Cassidy and my brothers are called Max and Jack. I don't like to come home for this reason. Cassidy had to watch us and she talks about is the collage she goes to and her friends and what is the latest on the TV show she watches that me and my brothers are too young to watch. Cassidy and I share a room. Cassidy makes me keep her side and my side of the room clean, which I do.
My little brothers are a whole different story that you don't want to know. All I can say is that they are trouble makers. My little brothers love to pull pranks on Cassidy and I.
And that's why I was shocked at what happened at my birthday.
That's all for now.
I love music. I want to play music. I'm going to play music. But I'm not good at music. I stink at music, but my mom said if you had a dream in life you have to follow it and you can utterly NOT give up. But that's what my mom says. I'm Claire Jewels, and I want to play the piano. Any way, when I was little I thought I was good at making music, and this is because I happened to be little enough to think that banging pots and pans is making music, which it is not. It is annoying people I don't want to annoy and overall being a little dumb. But I was so little I didn't know. But now I do. And I'm not good at playing music. My mom said I will be good at it if I practice. And I tell her I can't practice because sadly, I don't have a guitar or an organ or a violin or a piano and that is why I can't practice.
Emma Dells is my best friend, or former best friend. Yes, former best friend. Emma has turned in an annoying spoiled brat that I don't like one little tiny single bit. She likes to tell people things that aren't true. Like she thinks our music teacher belly dances because she heard belly dancing music coming from the music room and it's not true. "Emma, that is utterly not true. Maybe she was just listening to music, not dancing to it." I said to Emma, and she said it's true.
All the kids always believe Emma because, well, she's popular. So when we started to study Mexican music, which Emma thought our music teacher was dancing too, Matthew Maxwell, a strong kid in our class, had to hunt Emma down and give her a few words, like how you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover or something.
You might think I would be glad to get home, and I am not. I have a 17 year old sister and 6 year old twin brothers. My sister is named Cassidy and my brothers are called Max and Jack. I don't like to come home for this reason. Cassidy had to watch us and she talks about is the collage she goes to and her friends and what is the latest on the TV show she watches that me and my brothers are too young to watch. Cassidy and I share a room. Cassidy makes me keep her side and my side of the room clean, which I do.
My little brothers are a whole different story that you don't want to know. All I can say is that they are trouble makers. My little brothers love to pull pranks on Cassidy and I.
And that's why I was shocked at what happened at my birthday.
That's all for now.
