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My fingers dance across shiny white keys and I lose myself in the music. My eyes close in perfect harmony as I let my hands play the familiar piece. I heard the sounds of heels on wood floor, but I kept playing. I knew she was coming near, but I still kept playing. I only stopped when a hand clamped down on my moving mine. I took a deep breath before looking up at my mother who decided to rest against my piano. She looked at me with an expectant expression. I sighed and stood up. I walked to my bed and began packing. I could feel her disproving glance, but I just ignored her, humming happily to myself. I expected her to leave, but she didn't.
"What?" I snapped at her. My mother sighed and sat on my bed. She kept her hands folded in her lap. I glared at her. I hated when she would simply wait in moments of silence before saying something. I waited patiently as she smoothed out her dress, fixed her necklace, and brushed a stray hair behind her ear. When she finally spoke it beheld a certain tone of disapproval.
"Reese dear why are you so unhappy all the time?" My mother scolded. I looked at her in disbelief. The woman was ridiculous. She had the nerve to ask why I was unhappy. She was the one sending me away for the summer, the one who was taking me away from where I belonged. She was the one who signed me up for Camp Star before I was even asked if that's I wanted. Of course they were more than happy to take. The music world knew me and so did the ever so gracious owner. Axel Turner an old friend of my mother and fame and money. I've been seeing him and his daughter my whole life. I cringe at the thought of Dana. She holds this sickly sweet side that my mother adores. I sometimes wonder if my mother wants her as a daughter instead of me. Of course my mother has never seen the way she acts when we're alone.
See we used to be friends. We grew up in big townhouses across the street from each other. And since our parents were friends it was only natural that we be as well. We did everything together. We would shop together; get our nails done, gossip even. I was even the shoulder she cried on when her parents got a divorce. She hadn't realized that they were only married because he was a rock star and she was a model. It was clearly a surprise when they announced their divorce. Anyway I was always there for her and I expected the same in return. As the years passed by I found Dana a much different person than she used to be. I still remained her friend though, until that fateful day where we parted.
We were fifteen and our mothers decided that it would be a good idea for us both to audition for some orchestra. I didn't know it was that big of a deal at the time. And well Dana and I both played piano so we knew we were up against each other. I thought it would be a friendly competition and we wouldn't walk away with anything, but a good laugh. Of course I didn't know my talent at the time. I just played the piano as I knew too. I didn't know that I was somewhat of prodigy. Somehow I ended up going on tour with them. Here I was a concert pianist at the age of fifteen. I loved it being free and away from my psychotic mother, but when I came back a new family had moved into the Tuner's townhouse and Dana was gone. She had moved to L.A. She didn't even say goodbye. I somehow over looked her jealous looks and need for attention during the years of our friendship.
"I'm not unhappy! Could you just let me pack in peace?" My voice was strained. My mother got the message though and left. I stood tensely by my bed for a few moments. I listened to the sounds of New York City traffic before I resumed my packing. I didn't even get the point of me going to this stupid camp. First of all I play shows all over the country and yet I have to go to a camp to enhance my performance. Second it's not like I'll really play anyway. Knowing Dana she'll make sure that I'm not playing in front of anyone. I just want to stay here with my real friends.
I finished packing my things before looking around my room. My eyes rest on my beautiful Kelly green piano. I sit on my black wood stool and gently run my fingers over the keys and stroke the wood before getting up and taking my things downstairs. I'm really going to miss my piano. I leave my things by the door and look for my dad. He's in his study on his computer. I gently knock on the door. He looks up and smiles.
"Hey kiddo!" My father smiles at me. Sometimes I wonder why he married my mother. I guess sometimes she has her moments of warmth, but she always too busy for those. He stands up and puts his arm around me. "You excited for camp?"
"No, I know what's gonna happen! Dana will make sure I'm a nobody and try to rule the camp with her mad skills!" I say.
"I'm sure it won't be that bad." He says with a laugh.
"Oh it will be. All I know is my summer will be officially wasted!" I say. I fling myself onto the brown leather couch in the corner of the room. My father just smiles and sits atop his desk.
"C'mon it will be fun and besides isn't your boyfriend gonna be gone this summer." Dad tries to joke and I groan. He's referring to my ex-boyfriend James. My dad always said James was a little punk, who needed to get a real job. James is a college drop out. He was supposed to be a freshman at NYU, but he left to go on tour with his band. I had managed to convince myself that I loved James and he would come back for me and take me away from my horrible NYC prep life. He even said it. I'm guessing the leggy blonde from his facebook pictures convinced him otherwise.
"Please stop talking! You know I hate James. Anyway I just wanted to spend a relaxed summer here, but mom had to go and sign me up for camp star!" I complain.
"You'll get to see Dana!" My father adds as if it is a good thing. I shoot a pointed look his way.
"Please as if that she-devil will want to see me." I scoff and rubbed my eyes tiredly.
"At least try to work things out with her. You never know she might have changed in the two years you too have been apart." He tries to make things better, but I can already feel a deep dread washing over me.
"Yeah whatever,"
"THE CAR IS HERE!" My mother yells. I sigh and give my father one last hug. He gives me a warm encouraging smile and walk back to the front hall where my mother tapping her foot and playing with her earrings. Earring that probably came from my earnings. I gather up my things and head to the car. I embrace my mother in a stiff hug and slip into the car. I shoot her one last glare through the black tinted windows. I see her waving at me. I just roll my eyes and lean back against the leather seats.
"Ready for camp Miss Pierce?" Jonathan our driver asks. He peers at me through the mirror. I just nod. As Jonathan makes his way to Camp Hell I take out my notebook and a pen. I need to make a list of rules for this summer. I open to an empty page and begin my list.
1. Keep a low profile
to get on Dana's good side
3. Avoid all the wannabes
4. Keep contact with friends
5. Don't date anyone or "fall in love"
6. Especially with rock stars
5 and 6 are the most important. I don't want a summer romance and I most defiantly don't want to date another douche rock star. I'm sick of them. I just want to keep to myself and stay clear of Dana. I should make at least one friend. I don't want to end up being alone at meals or if we have to do partner work. I keep to myself, but I'm not a total loner.
I watch New York pass me for a little bit before finding my iPod in the bottom of my brown bag. I put the ear buds in my ears and put whatever was playing before. I eventually fall asleep with my head resting against the window.
When I wake up the scene around me has changed and I lots of trees around me. I know I'm here Camp Star in some place in Canada. Oh joyful day! I quickly fix my dark hair and smudged make up in a compact mirror in my purse before I relax against the seat again. I see a sparkly sign coming up and I curl my lip in disgust. When Jonathan finally pulls up I see a few people staring. I know why. Not many people have personal drivers with cars that look like limos. I open the door before Jonathan can get it and step out of the car. I take in my surroundings. I see two things upon my arrival. One is Dana and the other is the place I will most likely call hell for the next three months. Dana beings to walk towards me and I panic because the 'sweet' smile on her face spells something much more sinister. Once she reaches me. I wait for what will come. She encloses me in a hug instead.
"Oh I've missed you Reese! It's been so long!" She beams at me. I notice her mouth has gotten bigger which I didn't think was possible because it was already huge. It scares me. Maybe she will try and eat me.
"It had been long!" I say in an overly happy tone. I already want to puke at me fakeness.
"Well c'mon then I'll show you to your dorm!" She chirps and drags me along. She motions for two guys looking around our age to get me bags. I let her pull me along and I catch a glimpse of the stage and it makes me gag. It's just as big and gaudy as I imagined.
"Kill me now," I mutter under my breath and get ready to endure my horrible summer.
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