The Performing Arts Boarding School of Paris

Prologue:

Ulrich's P.O.V.

I yawned bored as I quickly glanced through today's mail. Bill, bill, bill... Hold up! There was a bright green envelope from the Performing Arts Boarding School of Paris

Dear, Ulrich Stern

The Performing Arts Boarding School of Paris cordially invites you to study with us for the 2011-2012 school year. The orchestra music department would love to have you."

I stood shocked before jumping up to find my mom.

"MOM, MOM!"

"Ulrich Stern why are you running around the house yelling?"

Shoving the paper into her face, I danced around from foot to foot nervously. She quickly read through the paper smiling broadly.

"Ulrich this is fantastic!"

"Thanks Mom." I replied hugging her.

"Are you going to do it?"

"Can I?" I asked.

"Of course you can Ulrich, if that's what you want. We'd never stand in the way of you fulfilling your dream. We'll discuss this with your dad when he comes home."

Yumi's P.O.V.

I smiled as my adopted sister Aelita talked animatedly about something or another.

"Yumi!" I jumped when I heard yelling.

"What?" I answered giving Aelita my full attention.

"Look at these." She said in between squeals.

Carefully I took the letters from Aelita to read.

"No way." I said not even looking up.

"Oh so way."

Screaming in joy I started happy dancing with Aelita. The Performing Arts Boarding School of Paris wants me and Aelita to come and dance for them. Me and Aelita! This has got to be the most amazing day ever.

Odd's P.O.V.

I pushed my youngest sister on the swing. I couldn't wait to leave this place. Don't get me wrong I love my family and all, but it's a little hard when I'm always being over shadowed by one of my many sisters. Or something they have is always more important than me. With my family I'm not eccentric but just like them.

I looked up when I saw my oldest sister running across the playground with a letter in her hand.

"Odd! Odd!"

"What is it Maddie?"

"You've won a scholarship to the Performing Arts Boarding of Paris for art!"

I started laughing as I picked up Millie from the swing and swung her through the air.

"That's great." I laughed some more. How long ago was is that I was looking for my break through from this place? Five minutes ago. It's such a blessing.

Jeremy's P.O.V.

I sighed as my mom nagged me again about being on the computer for so many hours at one time. Since when was 18 hours a long time?

"Jeremy, Son."

I looked up at my savior from the mom.

"Guess where you're going?" He asked.

Me and my mom looked at my dad funny.

"You're going to the Performing Arts Boarding School of Paris, for technical design,"

I stared wide eyed at my father.

"I don't want to go there though Dad." I shook my head turning back to face the computer.

"Honey it'll be good for you. You'll have some social interaction with peers on your level."

"I still don't want to go."

"Well you're going and that's final. There's more to life than you playing on the computer. Use your talent to take you places Jeremy." My dad commanded.

"Besides Jer I think your friend Odd DellaRobbia is going there too." My mom tried to make me feel better.

Little did she know me and Odd weren't friends. He's just a weird boy that goes to the same school as me. This school is going to be something else.