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"It's finally stopped raining."
Miranda groans and throws one of her pillows in the general direction of the voice. "Go back to bed!" The light assaults Miranda's eyes despite her closed eyes.
"Miranda Sanchez get your butt out of bed! It's our last day of camp, we have no lessons scheduled today."
Miranda pulls the pillow over her face, "no lessons, not getting up."
"Ford left us a note." Comes a second voice.
Miranda finally sits upright in bed, rubs her eyes and stares at her cabin mates. Both were her age and getting ready to go into their freshman year of high school. Misty had shoulder length blonde hair currently plaited into two French braids and blue-ish grey eyes. Kristine was Misty's completely opposites, in looks anyway. Misty had blue 50's style glasses with brown eyes behind them and extremely thick, curly black hair.
Miranda had been one of 6 students from California to be accepted to the competitive choir camp. This was not Misty and Kristine's first year at the camp, nor was it the aforementioned Ford, Adam or Colin's. Colin was Kristine's twin brother with the same dark hair and eyes. Both Kristine and Colin returned this summer for their third year and would be going to the private prep school. Misty also attended Kristina's school along with Adam; Adam and Kristine were both returning for their second year; Adam was 16 with spikey auburn hair, green eyes and a dusting of freckles across the bridge of his nose. But it was 16-year-old Ford who had attracted Miranda's attention from the first day, Ford made Ethan Craft look average; Ford had jet black hair and deep blue eyes Miranda had immediately fallen for. Ford was actually the first to meet Miranda, they had been paired up for a duet on the first day of camp.
"What did Ford's note say?" Miranda questions anxiously.
"That he's madly in love with you." Kristine responds.
Miranda blushes and glares at her new friends as Misty adds, "he says they will me up for breakfast at 8:00, which by the way is 15 minutes from now."
Miranda jumps out of bed and Kristine reminds, "don't forget in honor of our last day of camp we are required to wear our camp shirts."
Miranda nods, grabs the shirt and jeans before disappearing into the bathroom. She emerges 15 minutes later freshly showered, with her shirt tied in the back and her wet black hair making the shoulders of her shirt damp.
"Good, finally." Kristine laughs pushing herself off her bed.
"No kidding," Misty adds, "by the time we get there the guys are going to have eaten all of the food."
"Morning ladies." Adam greets after swallowing a mouthful of scrambled eggs.
The three girls take seats across from the guys with their own breakfast.
"I can't believe we have all ready been her for 3 weeks." Miranda sighs as everyone around her nods. "It seemed to fly by and I'm glad we are getting home, but I wish we could stay longer. I'm going to miss this."
"That, my darling friend," Misty begins, "would be why we have been telling you that you should transfer to Worthington."
Kristine nods, "it's a great school. Sure it costs money to attend it, but it's worth it. It doesn't only focus on the fine arts, even though that program is great, they've got great sports teams and academic standards are high."
"I don't think my parents would go for it." Miranda states.
"Well," Ford states handing Miranda a piece of paper, "fill out the application. If you don't get accepted then you won't even have to bring up the topic with them. And if you do, maybe they will be so proud they'll let you come because they are so proud."
"It's two hours away from my house." Miranda states.
"Only a handful of people actually live at home, most stay at the school and some go home for the weekends." Colin informs.
Kristine nods, "yeah. Colin and I live 6 hours away and we are only going to be going home once a month. Adam lives 2 hours away too and because he can drive he goes home whenever he wants."
"When do you go home Ford?" Miranda asks.
Ford arches an eyebrow, "as little as possible. The school is only an hour away but I don't go home all that often."
Miranda nods, from all the information she had gathered in the 3 weeks she had learned that Ford's mother had died 2 years ago and his father had married very soon afterwards. Leaving Ford with a strong hate toward both his father and step-mother.
Ford hands Miranda a pen, "what can it hurt to fill out a piece of paper?"
"It's finally stopped raining."
Miranda groans and throws one of her pillows in the general direction of the voice. "Go back to bed!" The light assaults Miranda's eyes despite her closed eyes.
"Miranda Sanchez get your butt out of bed! It's our last day of camp, we have no lessons scheduled today."
Miranda pulls the pillow over her face, "no lessons, not getting up."
"Ford left us a note." Comes a second voice.
Miranda finally sits upright in bed, rubs her eyes and stares at her cabin mates. Both were her age and getting ready to go into their freshman year of high school. Misty had shoulder length blonde hair currently plaited into two French braids and blue-ish grey eyes. Kristine was Misty's completely opposites, in looks anyway. Misty had blue 50's style glasses with brown eyes behind them and extremely thick, curly black hair.
Miranda had been one of 6 students from California to be accepted to the competitive choir camp. This was not Misty and Kristine's first year at the camp, nor was it the aforementioned Ford, Adam or Colin's. Colin was Kristine's twin brother with the same dark hair and eyes. Both Kristine and Colin returned this summer for their third year and would be going to the private prep school. Misty also attended Kristina's school along with Adam; Adam and Kristine were both returning for their second year; Adam was 16 with spikey auburn hair, green eyes and a dusting of freckles across the bridge of his nose. But it was 16-year-old Ford who had attracted Miranda's attention from the first day, Ford made Ethan Craft look average; Ford had jet black hair and deep blue eyes Miranda had immediately fallen for. Ford was actually the first to meet Miranda, they had been paired up for a duet on the first day of camp.
"What did Ford's note say?" Miranda questions anxiously.
"That he's madly in love with you." Kristine responds.
Miranda blushes and glares at her new friends as Misty adds, "he says they will me up for breakfast at 8:00, which by the way is 15 minutes from now."
Miranda jumps out of bed and Kristine reminds, "don't forget in honor of our last day of camp we are required to wear our camp shirts."
Miranda nods, grabs the shirt and jeans before disappearing into the bathroom. She emerges 15 minutes later freshly showered, with her shirt tied in the back and her wet black hair making the shoulders of her shirt damp.
"Good, finally." Kristine laughs pushing herself off her bed.
"No kidding," Misty adds, "by the time we get there the guys are going to have eaten all of the food."
"Morning ladies." Adam greets after swallowing a mouthful of scrambled eggs.
The three girls take seats across from the guys with their own breakfast.
"I can't believe we have all ready been her for 3 weeks." Miranda sighs as everyone around her nods. "It seemed to fly by and I'm glad we are getting home, but I wish we could stay longer. I'm going to miss this."
"That, my darling friend," Misty begins, "would be why we have been telling you that you should transfer to Worthington."
Kristine nods, "it's a great school. Sure it costs money to attend it, but it's worth it. It doesn't only focus on the fine arts, even though that program is great, they've got great sports teams and academic standards are high."
"I don't think my parents would go for it." Miranda states.
"Well," Ford states handing Miranda a piece of paper, "fill out the application. If you don't get accepted then you won't even have to bring up the topic with them. And if you do, maybe they will be so proud they'll let you come because they are so proud."
"It's two hours away from my house." Miranda states.
"Only a handful of people actually live at home, most stay at the school and some go home for the weekends." Colin informs.
Kristine nods, "yeah. Colin and I live 6 hours away and we are only going to be going home once a month. Adam lives 2 hours away too and because he can drive he goes home whenever he wants."
"When do you go home Ford?" Miranda asks.
Ford arches an eyebrow, "as little as possible. The school is only an hour away but I don't go home all that often."
Miranda nods, from all the information she had gathered in the 3 weeks she had learned that Ford's mother had died 2 years ago and his father had married very soon afterwards. Leaving Ford with a strong hate toward both his father and step-mother.
Ford hands Miranda a pen, "what can it hurt to fill out a piece of paper?"