Sorry about my stalling on this story. It's harder to get into writing it, since the show has kind of gone berserk, but I'm going to finish this story.

Maya was sweating bullets. In mere moments she had an audition to which could allow her to move to Boston with her love and their closest friends. She had to nail it.

A girl sat across the hall from her, going right after her. "Break a leg," she said as Maya went into her audition.

"Miss Matlin."

"Yes."

"Is everyone in your party here?"

She asked Owen and Clare to wait outside, afraid of them seeing her if she bombed it.

"It's just me. My mother couldn't make it." Well, her mother thinks she's visiting colleges with Clare, which is kind of true.

"Very well. Begin when you are ready."

Maya decided on a classic, Romance Op. 36. She took a breath and began to play. She tried to focus on her playing, not on the blank expression on the conductor's face. She knew she had missed a couple of notes, but she never stopped as if it were perfect. Mulling them made it worse.

When she was done, he only said, "next piece when you are ready."

She decided to play, "Cello Song by Nick Drake." It wasn't well known when Nick Drake was alive, but it had recently become popular due to the Books and Jose Gonzalez. She had no idea if the conductor knew it, but she wanted to show her range and she thought the choice was a little cheeky.

She got this song perfectly. She knew it.

"Next piece when you are ready."

She ended with Sonata No. 3 for cellos, another classic and she felt more confident after playing Cello Song. She managed to pull it off, but the conductor still had no facial expression.

"Very well. We will announce the callback list shortly."

Clare and Owen had snuck in.

"She's going to be mad at us."

"No she won't. She was awesome."

"What would you have done if she had choked?"

"Pretended I didn't see it," Owen said with a snicker.

Clare rolled her eyes. They went around the side and waited for her to come out.

Another performer asked her what he said. "Not much other than next piece when you are ready."

"He let you play more than one?"

"I played three. Isn't that normal?" She had been told to prepare three.

"I don't know. The person before you got thrown out in the middle of the first song. You must have done pretty well."

"I hope so."

Maya made it outside where Clare and Owen were waiting.

"So how was it?"

"Apparently not so bad. I wasn't thrown out."

"Why would you be? You were awesome," Owen blurted out.

"OWEN!"

"I mean oops. I couldn't not watch you, but I hid so I wouldn't be a distraction."

Maya shook her head. "Clare, I expected more from you, not him."

"You should have known how devious he is."

"I know. Let's get some food, I'm hungry."

They found a Thai restaurant on Boylston St and sat down. The food was cheap and really tasty.

"I could see us coming here next year," Owen said.

Maya had her fingers crossed.

After lunch, they went to Harvard Square where Clare took her friends to get free ice cream that they were offering to the prospectives, and they wandered around the campus on their own instead of getting a tour. That night, they went to their hotel where they all checked their e-mail. Clare got one from her father wishing her a fun trip at Harvard. It was his father's alma mater, so he was excited that she was going, upholding the Edwards name. Owen got an e-mail from his brother saying that Clare's family was planning a surprise party for her since she was turning 18 next week and that an invitation for him had just come in the mail.

Maya got a similar e-mail from Tristan and she got an e-mail of the call back list. She was on it.

"I GOT A CALL BACK!" She was going at 11AM the next day, of course the same time as Clare's Financial Aid appointment. Clare wanted to just skip it, but Maya told her to go. Owen said he'd go with Maya and they set three alarms to make sure she woke up in time. No way was Maya missing this.

"I'm SO NERVOUS!"

"But you got a call back."

"And now I'm going up against everyone else who got one!"

"I know how to calm you down," Owen said with a carnal grin. Clare and Owen both began kissing Maya, starting with her face and neck and moving all over body, everywhere they could reach with her clothes on. Owen went for her top while Clare pulled off her pants. They quickly got her naked and Clare began kissing her stomach and arms before gently playing with her breasts.

"OH CLARE!"

Owen went for her thighs and hips before eating her pussy.

"OH FUCK OWEN! FUCK!"

She shrieked as he touched her. She had been practicing so much that they had less sexy time than usual. Her body was overdue and Owen was pleasing like a pro.

She and Clare made out as Maya rode Owen's face and Clare rode his cock. Maya came first and after she came twice, she rolled off him. Once she caught her breath, she went after Clare's breasts, sucking on one and squeezing the other while Owen grabbed her hips and began thrusting harder and faster into her.

Clare and Owen both came, one after another and then they decided to all take a bath together, washing each other before stripping the sheets and going to bed.

Back in Toronto, Drew found himself missing his girlfriend. This was their second straight weekend apart since he went to BU with Imogen and Luke the week before. They had plenty of fun in BU, especially when they Eiffel Towered Imogen in an empty classroom.

He got a text from Clare. Maya got a callback. "Great." If she could come with them, that would really be amazing.

Dallas came to his room. "Yo Dog! Want to go to the bar?"

"Yeah, why not?" Drew was going to sit around at home otherwise.

They went out and Luke and Imogen were there along with some other Ice Hounds.

They got some shots and started playing never have I ever. Drew, Luke and Imogen got drunk very quickly since they had been in an orgy, had anal sex, involved in a gangbang. Pretty much every sex question got them and some of the drug ones got Drew too.

The guys all wanted to know how they had gotten so much action.

It started with Clare and Drew so Drew told a watered down version of the story. "It just started as friends with benefits, but Clare's magnetic. She just kept bringing people in and then we all managed to pair off."

"She's hot!" Imogen concurred.

"I wish I could have gotten in on this," Dallas grumbled.

"There's always prom. We'll probably go out with a bang!"

"Nice one," Luke high-fived him.

Little did they know, Marisol had been eavesdropping on their conversation. She had taken the semester off Banting and was at home. Katie was going to flip when she learned that her little sister has been participating in orgies with Owen and his stupid friends.

She sent a text. "Yo call me when you get a chance."

The next day, Maya woke up at 8AM. She picked out her outfit for the audition, dress pants and a scoopneck top and got ready, making sure she had everything set.

Owen and Clare woke up at 8:30 and they got dressed with enough time to get breakfast together before the audition.

Clare had no idea what to expect from this meeting. Apparently, financial aid is different for foreigners, so they offered to meet with her to help her understand it all.

Maya had no idea what she was playing. "Surely, he won't want to hear what I played yesterday."

"You know like a bazillion songs. Just play what you like playing."

"But he'll expect to hear classical music."

"So. He let you keep playing after you played Cello Song and he threw out other people. Clearly, it was good enough to advance you. Just play what you like. He already knows that you're really good. It's your personality that he's testing for here."

"You're probably right."

They got to audition and they waited in the hallway with everyone else.

A snooty boy looked at Maya. "You got a callback."

"Obviously."

"What are you 14?"

"I'm 16." The cutoff age for joining was 19 and you could stay until you were 21. Many of the kids trying out were 17 or 18. Maya wasn't that much younger, but she was on the younger side

"Yeah sure."

"Ignore him. He's just jealous that he's older and he still sucks," Owen growled.

The boy whipped around as if he were going to respond, but he must have seen Owen's hand in a fist because he just walked away.

Maya kissed his cheek. "He won't get to me. No one likes boys who wear capris or polo shirts with the collar popped up."

While Maya was waiting to play, Clare was waiting for her appointment.

They must have been running early because the secretary said they were ready for her.

"Miss. Edwards?"

"You can just call me Clare."

"Clare, Mr. Dominic is ready to see you now."

"Miss. Edwards, a pleasure to meet you."

"You too Mr. Dominic."

"Are you expecting your parents?"

"No, they're at home."

"Very well let's begin. Harvard offers financial aid based on family need and is available to all students. Those who require more money often apply for Federal Financial aid, but you must be an American citizen to qualify. International students either have to get scholarships, take out a private loan or use any domestic financial aid that is available to them. From what I understand your mother is a stay at home mom?"

"Yes."

"And your father?"

"He's a lawyer."

"So he's well off financially?"

"Not really. He's not a big shot or anything. I mean he pays his bills, but I think we're average maybe."

"Well, here's the pricing chart to show how much aid you qualify for based on your parents' combined income, your fathers in your case."

These numbers were low, even when you converted them to Canadian dollars. It looked like a bank loan for Clare.

Suddenly, the secretary burst in. "Sorry to interrupt, but this fax just came for you."

"Can't it wait?" Mr. Dominic looked at her.

"Oh it's about Clare."

She handed Clare the paper. It was a fellowship from the Nieman Foundation (at Harvard) offering her a partial scholarship (50%) and summer job after her freshman year with the Boston Globe.

"I don't know what to say."

"What is it?"

"A fellowship from the Nieman Foundation."

"Well, in that case, you'll probably have to take out a loan for the rest, but congratulations."

"Thank you." I guess it's a good thing I came after all.

Maya just went into the room. She had been ready to play, but the conductor had questions for her instead. "I know you can play. What I want to know is why you want to join the orchestra and why I should accept you?"

Crap. Questions! "I want to join the orchestra because music is my life and I want to be able to grow and develop as much as I can. My parents don't let me play in the house because they think it's "disruptive noise." If I joined the orchestra, I'd be able to move here with a legal guardian and do what I've always wanted. I think you should accept me because I have a good range. I was originally trained in classical music but for the last two years, I've been playing in a rock band called WhisperHug. I want to discover and show the world what all the cello is capable of and if you pick me, I promise I'll surprise you."

For the first time, she saw him crack a smile. "My parents hated it when I played too. They just didn't get it. I can't say for sure yet, but I think I'll be seeing you this summer, Maya!"

"Thank you so much!"

That night, Maya finally got the offer she had been waiting for and Clare excitedly called her parents to tell them she had a partial scholarship. "I won't have to pay student loans until I'm 35!"

"I'll be making my own money!" Maya was excited. The pay for being in the orchestra was enough to cover her expenses and save some money for college.

She couldn't wait to tell her parents. They already told her that the college money had all gone to Katie because she got into Stanford. She'd make it on her own.

Katie eventually called Marisol.

"What's going on Mar?"

"Katie, you won't believe this, but Maya is dating Owen and …"

"I know, unfortunately. I saw them together at New Years."

"But did you know that she and Owen are having orgies with his friends!"

"WHAT!"

"Some of them were bragging about it at the bar."

"Was Owen there?"

"No."

"What if they were fibbing?"

"I don't think so. Drew was drunkenly going on about how he nailed both Matlins." He also said Maya was a better fuck.

"I'm going to kill him and Maya. Why would she do something so stupid?"

Katie tried calling her sister, but she couldn't get through. "Where is that little twerp?"

Maya's phone was off because she was busy getting pounded doggie style by Owen.

Clare had already gotten her fuck for the night and she was happily watching them go at it. She got a text from Drew.

"How did it go?"

"Maya got the part."

"NICE!"

Drew texted Luke and Imogen. Their cellist was cumming with them, haha!

Clare's mother and stepfather both hugged her when she got back. "We're so proud of you Honey!

Even her father called, which was rare for him.

Maya didn't tell her parents about the orchestra. She planned on telling them at the last minute, like right before she got on the plane. She hid her passport at Owen's so they wouldn't keep it from her. Usually, it was in the family safe, but she put her old one in there instead, and no one noticed.

She thought everything was perfectly fine until her sister called her. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"What?"

"Having orgies with Owen and his friends?"

"I'm of age and it's none of your business how I have sex."

"Like hell it isn't. Mom and Dad are going to freak."

"Leave them out of this, unless you want me to tell them about the weed I found in your room."

"What? It wasn't even mine."

"Not if I tell them it was yours first."

"You little Bitch."

Maya hung up on her.

Katie realized that if Drew had been in the orgies, then so had Clare. She called Jake to inquire about it. "What's wrong with your stepsister?"

"What?"

"Has she been having orgies with my sister?"

"She didn't tell me," he lied. "How would I know? I moved out."

"Marisol heard it at a bar."

"Marisol is the most gossipy girl I know."

"She heard it from Drew."

"Oh um, I don't know what to tell you."

She Facebook messaged Clare. "You better stay away from my sister."

"What?"

"I know what you've been doing with her and leave her alone."

"Or else what?"

"Maybe I should tell Eli what I heard about you."

"I'm not afraid of him or you!"

Clare signed off, fucking crazy ass bitch! She was afraid of what Eli might do. Clare decided when all else fails, ask Grace to help you out.

She gave her a call. "Hey Grace, it's Clare. Oh, the visit went well... I got a scholarship... Thank you... I was actually calling to ask for a favor. I have this girl who's giving me a hard time... Katie Matlin. Maya's older sister. She's probably bothering Maya as well."

"Done!"

Grace had a new hack she had been working on. It was called porn for cash and it overran your computer with solicitations for porn. Once Grace hacked into Stanford's database and found Katie's dorm and room number, she was able to find her IP address and voila, virus deployed. This will preoccupy her for the next few days.

Katie didn't have a current number for Eli, so she was going to have to try to message him instead. She went to open her computer and she got an advertisement to sign up for . What the hell? Then there was , , . Gay porn was everywhere! "This is so embarrassing!" She had to take her computer to IT and the guy couldn't stop laughing as he tried to fix it. "I hope you have backups, just in case."

Of course, she didn't.

Luckily, he was able to fix her computer without wiping it clean, but unfortunately for her, it took him two days to do it and by the time she had her computer back, she had to catch up on school work and forgot all about Eli, but at some point, she'd remember again.