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3 Years Ago

"What does music mean to you?"

17 year old Abigail Palmer stared at Julie Anderson, Head of the Music Department at The Julliard School. She scanned the panel of interviewers and took a deep breathe.

"Music to me is like a substitute for a family I never had…"

Flashback

5 year old Abigail sat up as they neared a familiar house. This was the fifth time in the past 9 months that she's been back here.

"I'm sorry, this isn't working out." They would all say. And each time, they would give her a sympathetic look then walk away, never looking back.

End of Flashback

"…A family is supposed to be there for you and make you feel better when you're upset. Parents are supposed to take you out for ice cream to cheer you up after a rough day…"

Flashback

Months had begun to pass as children began getting adopted one by one; all except Abby of course.

End of Flashback

"…Growing up, I never had a family; a family to call my own. So I turned to music. It became my trusty companion…"

Flashback

"Abby, why aren't you outside playing with the others?" Fern, her social worker would ask every time Abby stayed in her room.

"Because I have a concert tonight and I have to practice." 7 year old Abby would reply.

She ran her fingers along the little keyboard as Fern noticed teddy bears, action figures, and Barbie dolls, even little Kenny Bills sitting in the midst of the toys, waiting patiently while Abby would hum a tune and play the keyboard.

End of Flashback

"…It was the only stable thing in my life that I could lean on when I was down…"

Flashback

"Fern, where is Sarah?" 8 year old Abby asked one night. She had been having a rough day and needed someone to talk too.

But seeing the look on Fern's face, a look she knew all too well, she knew the answer.

"I'm sorry sweetie,"

End of Flashback

"…Most people would say that music is fun, and a way to express themselves and all that jazz." She paused. "Pun intended."

The panel of interviewers laughed as she continued.

"It became a part of me. I wouldn't be myself if it wasn't for my love for music. I would say I'd be lost without it."

The room fell silent except for scribbling of pens on paper as some interviewers wrote things down, while others looked at each other and nodded.

Julie smiled at her warmly and stood up. "Thank you Abigail." She shook Abby's had firmly and placed her free hand on top of her hand, sandwiching Abby's in between the two.

She smiled. "Thank you for your time. I hope to hear from you soon." She picked up her bag that was placed under her seat and left the room. As she did, she could feel all eyes on her.

Once outside, she let out a breath of air and pushed open the front doors of the school and stepped out onto the streets of the busy city.

She searched the streets for a familiar face and smiled when she saw him approaching. She wrapped her arms around him as he kissed her forehead.

"How'd it go?"

"Okay I guess," she rested her head on his chest.

"Just okay?" He felt her shrug. "I'm sure you did great. Did you feel them looking at you when you left the room?" She nodded. "Yeeeah, I get that a lot. It means you did a good job."

She snorted. "Cocky much?"

18 year old Danny Jones laughed and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend tighter. "Just stating the truth,"