"O MY GOD" lane said, along with the other teachers and tori, in front of them was a complex musical composition, Allan started to copy it on a notebook

"Did that girl really wrote al this mess, it's going to take years to clean it" everyone turned to sikowits

"Don't let anyone enter this room" Allan said, and then he turned to the door

"Were are you going?" lane asked

"I'm going to find my student" tori looked at him, the way he referred to jade, how can this be true, how can the mean girl of the school can be someone with such an amazing brain, it was awesome

"Let us go with you" lane said

"No, I have to talk with her, alone" with that he walked out

Jade was on in the attic of her mother's house, the place she knew better that herself, she was watching the sealing, there were 83 pieces of Wood, she has count them too many times, but every time she was here, she couldent help doing it

Flashback

"Ms West, I'm afraid that your daughter has autism" 7 year old jade hear the doctor said to her mother

"What's that?" her mother asked

"is a disorder of neural development characterized by impaired social interactionand verbal and non-verbal communication, and by restricted, repetitive or stereotyped behavior"

End of flashback

Restricted, repetitive, jade noticed this now, the way she has to count the same things over and over again, and the fact that she has always has problems to have friends, later on they found out that jade has a low type of autism, but still affect he on her life, she sat up on the couch of the attic, hearing how the wood slowly cracked, the sound of her mothers footsteps downstairs, but then, another footsteps where in the house, she knew those footsteps pretty well, they were from

KNOCK KNOCK

"Jade, Allan is here to see you, please opened the door" she toke a deep breath and went to open the door

"What are you doing here?" she angrily asked

"May I come in" she opened the door for him to pas, he walked in, he was amassed, the place was covered with scores, hand written scores

"Did you wrote all this" she nodded, trying to avoid eye contact

"Yes, I did" he sat on the coach and motioned jade to sit beside him, turned to her and said

"I see what you did at janitors closet, it was amazing" jade was still courting the lines on "the cealing

"You like it, I have more than that, that one was the last movement, from the composition I wrote" she standees up and walked to an old pile of papers that were on the floor

"here it its" she said handing a brunch of papers to Allan, he was amazed, it has 4 movements including the poet and the pendulum, on the superior corner of the first page it says "jadelyn west, symphony number 45, op 1" in huge red letters, on the center of the page it says "dark passion play, movement 1" for what Allan could read, jade has already wrote 44 compositions after this one

"What do you think, is it good?" jade asked him, he smiled at her and say

"its amazing… look jade, I'm not going to force you to take the iq test again, but I want you to show this talent to the Word, on my 43 years of directing orchestras, I have been with many music legends, but none of them was as talented as you, and I be proud to present you as my student, we are not going to England anymore, we are going to France, you have to compete on the Paris directors contest" jade smiled and said

"Really" he nodded

"O my Good thank you" she screamed, Allan looked at the room one more time and said

"I have a question, where are the other 44 compositions you have wrote" she smiled and said

"You are seeing them"