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Chapter 9: Julliard
Addie´s POV:
The first week here in New York had been amazing. Line Sofie was a great roommate. She had told me stories from her time in Paramore though it was many years since they broke up. She told me about the guys; Taylor York, – Guitar player, whom she´d dated and gotten a daughter with – Josh Farro, - Guitar player, whom she had dated for 3 years – Zack Farro – Drummer and Josh´s brother – and Jeremy Davis – Bass player. Line Sofie had showed me a lot of New York already – mostly the shopping malls – and promised me that I would see a lot more throughout the school year.
The first day of school was tough. It was a great change to suddenly see all those people really focus on what they really wanted. As I walked down the hall on my way to my first lesson, I looked into all the dance studios. In one, there were girls practicing ballet. It looked really cool. I admired those who could actually do it. I was ripped out of my thoughts when we arrived in a huge room. There were lots of instruments like bass, drums, piano, recorder, and so on. A man stepped forward. He was dressed in a black suit with a red tie and a black cloak. He had a friendly face with grey hair and a grey beard. He looked around in the studio at all of us both new students and students who came back from vacation. He welcomed us to the school and told us a little about the school.
When the school day ended I was completely aware of how tough this school year was going to be with 800 live performances distributed on the Drama Department, Dance Department and Music Department.
I already felt exhausted as I walked down the hall with my newly made friends, Angela, a girl who had immigrated from Africa, she totally mastered the violin, Jamie, a girl here from the US who played the guitar like me and Jackson, a boy here from New York who was composing his own songs. Angela and Jamie chatted away while Jackson and I were talking. He told me about his brother who went here too, in the dance department. He told me that I just had to meet him some day. As we walked by the dance studios, I suddenly stopped. "Addie?" Jackson asked looking at me worriedly. "You can continue, I´ll see you tomorrow," I told him. He shrugged his shoulders and turned around walking in the opposite direction.
I was shocked. The guy in front of me looked too familiar. He span around still dancing and still not noticing me. I smiled to myself as my thoughts became clear again. I hadn´t seen Michael in so long and I missed him like crazy. He stopped dancing and I clapped my hands drawing attention to myself. He turned quickly and stood there with his mouth hanging open. "Addie?" he asked but didn´t wait for an answer before he ran to me and scooped me into his arms and spun me around in the air. I felt a little dizzy when he sat me down. "What are you doing here?" I asked though it was extremely obvious. "I mean, why didn´t you say anything?" I corrected myself when I realized my stupidity. He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled. "It´s not like dancing ballet is a turn-on for every girl," he pointed out. He smiled his gorgeous smile at me that was one of the main things that I had missed about him. I then made a movement that even I hadn´t expected. I leaned up on my toes and kissed him sweetly. I forgot to be all nervous that this would be my first kiss and all. He smiled into the kiss before pulling back. "Wow," he chuckled. My mind then grasped what I had done, and panicked. "I´m sorry," I said backing away. I wish he´s just show some sort of reaction on his beautiful face. He just stood there smiling at me. I sighed and looked down at my hands for one second before I felt his lips against mine again.
We stood there for a while just looking into each other's eyes. "So, erm, how are you?" he asked after a while when the silence sort of got awkward. "Fine, and you?" I asked and looked at him. "Yeah, I´m fine too," he replied smiling at me. I smiled back. "Have you made some friends already?" he asked, there was still awkwardness in the air. "Yeah, a few," I replied.
The conversation was still awkward. What was there to expect? The last time we had seen each other, we had been fighting. I think neither of us had expected to ever see each other again, that what we had together on the summer camp – if we had something – would stay at the summer camp.
There was silent for a moment. Suddenly a guy walked over to us. He was tall and handsome looking. "Who´s this beauty?" he asked in a fluently American accent. Her winked at me and smiled a charming smile. "Back off, she´s mine," Michael told him with a chuckle and playfully punched the other guy. "I´m yours now, huh?" I asked. He swallowed. "Yeah, if you want to be," he said and wrapped his arms around me from behind. "Is that some kind of weird way to ask me to be your girlfriend?" I asked him with a smile. "Sure, why not?" I don´t think I had wrapped my mind about the fact that he had just asked me to be his girlfriend before I answered. "Erm, sure," I answered. I clearly hadn´t thought this through. I knew that the feelings for him that had build up through the summer camp was still there, and that I wanted to call him mine, but how were we going to make everything work. With practice all the time, when would we have the time to be together. I shook those thoughts off. I was sounding like my mom. Always thinking about the consequences of her actions. She had learned from her mistakes.
"Ty, this is my girlfriend, Addie, Addie, this is my best mate, Tyler," Michael said introducing us. I already loved the way he introduced me as his girlfriend. Tyler smiled at me. "Hi," I told him and reached my hand out for him. He looked at it at first, then laughed and grabbed my hand. "Hi," he bowed for me as to make fun of me. In revenge I curtseyed. We laughed. I looked at Michael who looked like a question mark. I laughed. "What´s up, baby, you seem confused?" I asked in a sarcastic voice. "Yeah, dude, are you okay?" Tyler was playing along now. I had the feeling that Tyler would be a great friend when it came to making fun of Michael.
As the days went by I started to love the life at Juilliard. Yes, you sometimes became stressed just before one of the billion concerts that we seemed to have to go through, throughout the school year.
