Hey, I know its been along time but my computer went in to repair and I do something after school ever night of the week. See guys, this is why I need help. It would also help if you commented on whether you would prefer them, short n frequent, or long and once a week.

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Mary stopped, out of breath; ugh I'm so unfit she thought while looking back at the 30 meters shed walked from her house to Courtney's. However, she was carrying about four suitcases. She took the next steps and rung the doorbell, it opened almost instantaneously. "Hi"

"Hi Courtney"

"TOM," Courtney shouted at the top of her lungs. Mary stepped back at the shock. While signalling for Mary to come in she added, when a very confused look spread across Mary's face, "he's my brother, a complete idiot, he's 17, TOM" she shouting again rolling her eyes at the same time. Not before long a very tired looking 17 year old appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

"You woke me up," pausing he glanced at his watch which accompanied so checked pyjama bottoms and nothing else. "Its 6:15"

Courtney was quick to reply "yep and its also the time were setting off to Moors" Tom looked up alertly, mumbled something and darted up the stairs. Mary laughed under her breath which caught Courtney's attention. "Sorry bout that let me carry your bags to the car" she walked over to marys bags and picked them up without any discomfort.

"Ok maybe I am unfit"

"Pardon" Courtney said looking back.

"Nothing," Mary stated "what's it like at Moor's"

"Amazing, the people there are great and so are the lessons, there not averagely boring like other schools they actually are kind of fun," Miley dumped the bags in the car along side hers which she'd placed in earlier and slammed the boot shut. Both girls then walked to the side of the car and jumped in. both doors slammed and seatbelts zipped in to the sockets before they spoke again. "AND" Courtney exaggerated "there's extremely fit lads" Mary and Courtney squealed and started giggling. Meanwhile Tom had gotten dressed and entered the car. She swivelled in his driving seat.

"Court, never say that again it was freaky." Courtney turned a deep shade of magenta before glancing at Mary who was laughing her head off.

Thirty minutes passed and all three of them had caught up on a lot. Mary told them about how she moved allot and about Lauren of course. Courtney told her more about Moors School of Arts and Tom told them about his band. Mary was having a great time, better than she'd had in ages. Maybe moving here was best, even though I had to leave Lauren behind, Mary thought. She lingered on the thought for awhile before Tom asked "Mary, what are you actually taking at moors". Also at that very moment they pulled in to moors car park. Mary stared at it. It was beautiful, just as she imagined it. "Mary" Tom inquired again.

"Oh, umm," Mary hesitated, still shocked. "Dance"

"Wow" Courtney stated.

Mary looked at her. "What?" she inquired.

"You're a dancer!" Tom stated. Mary thought, Duh.

"Yeah, why are you looking at me?" Mary asked, again.

"Don't you know?" Courtney asked and Mary replied with a shaking of her head. "Ok, only 5 dancers a year get let in to moors, and like a million applications from around the world are sent in, only THE best get let in, you cant be average or you'd never had got in. Like last year a dancer from the royal ballet in London got turned down because she wasn't good enough. The most famous dancers in the world come from moors, and moors will never ever let that reputation get let down. You must be extremely good." Mary looked at her shell shocked. No pressure then, she thought.

Courtney laughed "don't worry about it you'll be fine, come on lets go"

"Ok" Mary said. She then leaped out the door and went to grab her suitcase. It was as they made there way do the grand entrance Mary's nerves kicked in, but the real nerves didn't happed until later.