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I knew that tomorrow was still going to be just an okay day, but that didn't matter right now. All I cared about right now was Maxon and I were in an awesome band together. The bus was near my house, so I stood up and walked to the door just as it opened. I jumped out of the car and ran inside my house. I hugged my mom before running upstairs and finishing my homework. After I finished my homework, I practiced violin, then flute, and then piano. I couldn't practice trumpet and french horn because I had 15 minutes before I am going to Maxon's house to practice for the rock band and too hang out. I went to my bed and sat down. I grabbed my "Harry Potter" book and read until it was time to go to Maxon's.
"Maxon!" I screamed. "Hey America!"Maxon yelled back. He didn't yell nearly as loud as me, but I could tell he was happy to see me. "Sup?" I asked. "Nothing much. What is up with you?" Maxon sounded like a robot when he said that. "Nothing. You seem a little stiff. Is everything alright?" I asked. I hoped he could hear the concern in my voice to let him know that I cared about him. If he couldn't my face showed it. "I'm... never mind." Maxon said, but not so I would believe him. Before he paused, I saw him glance over at his dad who was glaring at us. "Does your dad have something to do with it?" I asked quietly so his dad wouldn't hear. "No." He said a little to quickly. I didn't want to make him mad so I just nodded and said,"I didn't think so." Maxon nodded and gave me a look that said,"How could you think that?" I was thinking, "Because you seem so scared around him." Instead I just kept nodding. "Let's get to practicing," Maxon stated, and I could tell he was trying to change the subject. "Okay," I agreed. "What should we sing?" I asked. "How about the song "Play it Again" or do you not like that song?" Maxon asked. "I love that song!" I exclaimed. That is my favorite song, and I cam play it on nearly all the instruments I play. "Let's start," Maxon said getting us back on that we started:
"She was sittin' all alone over on the tailgate, tan-" The door opened and king Clarkson came in shouting,"Stop that racket!" With that we stopped. I left his house and went back home and checked my phone. I had one voicemail. It was from Maxon. It said,"My dad is thinking of making me quit the band. Call when you can. I will try to convince him that the band is a great opportunity for me. You may be in the band alone so be prepar ed. Sorry." I was so shocked I could hardly speak. I knew that I had to convince Maxon's dad to let Maxon be in the band. I felt like it was my job to convince him.
It it was an early Saturday morning, sorta chilly but not too bad. I was on my way to see King Clarkson. I knew I had to convince him to let Maxon be in the band "Cold Summer's Night". If the king wouldn't listen to what I had to say I'll just tell him that he is just scared that I was a better singer than Maxon and that the people just invited him to be in the band because he is a crowned prince. That should make him let Maxon be in the band. Hopefully. If that doesn't work, I don't know what will.
I I finally made it to Maxon's house, which by the way took forever to get to, when I realized I didn't know what I am going to say. I wasn't nervous at first, but now I start to think about just who I am going up against. I was going up against the king. The king who has control over Maxon, my family, everyone in his kingdom, and me. Well, there's no turning back now.
I walked up to the door and knocked as loud as I could. I was waiting for what felt like a lifetime. Okay it was only a few minutes. King Clarkson answered the door and immediately said,"I'll get Maxon. Hold-" "No," I cut him off which was a dangerous move,"I'm here to talk to you." "Why?" He asked clearly puzzled. "You need to let Maxon back into the band." I argued. "Fine." He answered. I was bewildered that it was that simple, but I just nodded my head and walked away instead of saying something and pushing his temper. I was so happy that I didn't hear footsteps behind me. It was Maxon. "Why were you talking to my father," He asked quietly. I couldn't wait to tell him the news! "Your dad said you could join the band!" I exclaimed. Maxon's face didn't look as happy as mine did. "Did you think I couldn't ask him by myself? Did you think I didn't have the courage to ask him myself? I don't know what you thought!" With that, Maxon shook his head and walked away. I didn't know what I did wrong. Then I remebered him telling me not to get involved with his dad, who blames him for everything. Now I know where my mistake was.