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I closed the door to the car as lightly as I could, trying to not show my nerves. We were in the school parking lot. And so far, no one was looking at us. Just the car. Which was my mom's silver AKIA. It may have been the other way around. I wasn't sure. I was looking at my schedule. First up, Music Theory: I'd looked up on the school's website to learn that they were now learning about George Gershwin, I liked his stuff, and I knew a little bit about him. The rest, I'd learn.

" Okay, I'm going this way." I said as we were entering the building and waving my thumb right.

" And I'm going," my mom said with quick look at her schedule. " Left. Science. This should be fun. Bye Renesme." she said waving. And then she walked to her class.

As I walked through the crowded hallway, looking for the room 313 I looked at the people who were talking to the people beside them, laughing. I thought to myself that hopefully, in a few weeks, that would be me. I didn't get too many stares. I figured they were just looking at the new student. Nothing wrong. And at long last, I'd found the room I'd been looking for.

I didn't know what to expect in walking into the Music Room. I walked in to find 12 desks, in a U shape around a chair. A few people were already there, and the teacher writing something on the board. I went up to the front of the class to introduce myself and get my slip signed.

" Excuse me, I'm the new student." I said as the teacher turned around. "My name's Renesme Cullen."

" Welcome to Carson High. I'm Mr. Sherwood." the teacher said talking my slip and getting a pen out of his pocket.

" Thank you. Um, where do I sit?" I asked.

" Anywhere's fine. The student's choose where they want to sit and rarely sit in the same spots."

" 'Kay, thanks." I said.

" No problem." he replied.

I sat in one of the seats near the window on the right side of the U. I took my coat, and got my binder and pen out.

" I like your shirt." a girl with red hair said. She point at my shirt that said Reggie And The Full Effect.

" Thanks." I said smiling.

" I'm Anica." she said, holding her hand out.

" I'm Renesme. I just moved here." I took her hand.

" I knew I didn't recognize you. Yeah, we barley get any new students, so, any guys stare at you ,its not because they hate you, it's because they just have something new to look at." she joked.

" Thanks for the heads up. I noticed that when I was walking down the hall. I hope it wasn't the same for my sister too." I said laughing lightly.

" Oh, you came here with you sister? Is she in our grade?" she asked.

" No, she's a senior. Um, why is he starring at me?" I asked, pointing to a guy with dirty blonde hair. " Like, he's not looking away."

" Oh, don't mind Jake, he probably just thinks you're really pretty. Let's go introduce you to him." she grabbed my hand and whisked me to the other side of the room.

We sat down.

" Hey Jake. Watcha starin' at?" she asked.

" Its um, snowing." he simply replied.

" Sure. So, this is my new friend." she said.

She called me her friend. I had a friend.

" Hi, I'm Renesme and I believe your name's Jake." I shook his hand.

" Yup, that's me."

" Hey Nick." they both said, as a tall guy with brown hair sat down

" Hey guys. Have you seen the new girl?" he asked.

" Wait, which one?" Anica asked.

" You mean there's more than one?" Jake asked.

" Well, I'm one of them. Renesme." he took my hand and shook my it.

" Nick. But back to the new girl. She is-"

" I swear if you say, really hot, then you have no shame." Anica said.

" No, she's not. She's like, indescribable-" he said.

" Kind of like Renesme?" Anica asked.

" Yeah." he said.

" Thank you. And, I know. Bella's my sister." I told him.

" Well, that explains it. Her lockers right next to mine." he said.

" Alright class. Lets get started." Mr. Sherwood said clapping his hands together.

Anica and I made our way back to our seats across the room next to each other.

" As you can see, we have a new student. Renesme, I'll save you the embarrassment of introducing you. Who would like to get Renesme a review on what we've been studding on George Gershwin?" Mr. Sherwood asked.

Anica raised her hand.

" George Gershwin was one of the greatest song writers of his time. Learned piano at a young age and at 15 he quit school and found a job as a song plugger. He wrote he wrote his first hit Swanee and the rest, was history. Music history." she finished.

" Good job Anica. What do you know about him, Renesme?" he asked.

" I know a lot of his stuff. Of Thee I Sing, and that was the first comedy/ musical to win a Pulitzer Prize. And he produced hundreds rolls under his own, and pseudonyms." I said.

" Okay class, it seems like we DON'T have to review for the next week. Renesme seems as if she could hold her own." the class cheered.

" Now, settle down. Now, for today's topic: His Death. If you did you're homework, this will be easy. Anyone can start." He said

Jake spoke up " Early in 1937 Gershwin started to complain about blinding headaches and he was under the impression that we was smelling burnt rubber."

A boy I learned who's name was Mark spoke next. " These were all signs of a brain tumer known as-" he paused.

No one said anything.

" Glioblastoma multiforme. The following June he played a concert of his music with the San Francisco Symphony and under the direction of maestro Pierre Monteux." I said.

" While he was in Hollywood working on the score of The Goldwyn Follies, he collapsed, dying at 38 while having surgery for his tumor." someone finished.

After we talked about what happened after his death, we were assigned homework.

" Your job, is to find a Gershwin song, and interpret it. Make it your own. I really want you guys to get into this project. You can make, posters, and write an essay. Or instead of posters, you can create a piece of art: It could be musical composition, a song, a poem, or painting, sculptor. Anything that's art to you. But, the essay, you gotta do. It could be as long or as short as you want. Just as long as you explain what the song means to you. I can't judge you on your interpretation, but what I can do is judge you if it wasn't thought out. I can tell. This is due 2 months from now. Have a good rest of the day."

I went up to Anica, " Are all of his classes like this?" I said hopefully, putting my bag on my shoulder, I lifted the flap and put my pens and binder in it.

" Yeah. Most classes are, except for science. But that's only because its in a lab." she explained.

" Oh thank god."

" Let Me see your schedule." I handed it to her.

" We have all our classes together: even band. What instrument do you play?" Anica asked.

" Piano: what about you?"

" Cello. You know what?" she said.

" Hmm?"

" I think, this is the start of a beautiful friendship." She linked her arm with mine, and we giggled as people watched the new girl, walking down the hallway, laughing with her new found friend.

A/N: There you have it. Oh, to clear up confusion, if there is any…

Renesme has a messenger bag, that's why there's only one strap. She has one of those jackets that look like jean jackets, but they're not, and its grayish greenish.. In my head, its pretty rad. I wish I had pictures. She's wearing a pare of Slip On Vans. You pronouce Anica's name: ON Ik Uh Remember to review!! Sorry I haven't updated it awhile!! Updates will come a little bit more erratic now.

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Melissa