My dream was coming true. I couldn't believe that I was going to the Music University of New York.
After all of the auditions, Jimmy and DaMonica stood on the stage.
"All of you did a wonderful job," said DaMonica, "but we cannot choose all of you."
"The people who will be attending this school are…" said Jimmy. This is it. The moment of truth. "Max Ackerman, Delilah Andrews, Isaac Bennett, Tyler Berkskin, Peter Bowman, Evelyn Cassidy, Ethan Chase, Naomi Coleman, Vincent DaMori, Allison Dawson…"
Oh, my God! They said my name! I'm in.
"Tristan Evenstein, Desmond Finklestor, Jessica Fisher…"
That Dez guy jump out of his seat. He was so happy and proud.
"Brandon Underwood, Rosalie Velasquez, Georgina Voss…"
Rosie had also gotten in. She shouted out as well with glee.
"Now you will be taking the regular required classes for school, including algebra, history, English, and chemistry." said DaMonica. "But along with them, you will get acting classes, singing classes, filming classes, and media arts. In about one week, you will move into your dorm and receive your schedule. On the way out after this, you will also receive the book of MUNY, which involves rules, dress code, punishments, and information. If you have an questions, just call me or Jimmy, okay? See all of my rising stars in one week!"
I turned to my dad. "I've been accepted!" I gasped as I hugged my dad.
"I'm so proud of you," said Dad.
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A week had passed. I was heading back to New York with all my stuff. I packed my clothes, my purse, my phone, my books, my charger, and my laptop. It was my necessary things.
After I got out of the taxi, I went inside of the school. Everybody was moving into their dorms. All of them had suitcases and stuff in their arms. There was that one girl who had a ton of stuffed animals with her.I found my dorm already.
Once I opened the door, I found a clear white room. In there were three beds. Two of them were a bunk bed and a full size bed on the floor.
"Oh, hi," said a voice.
I turned around and found a girl behind me. I knew who it was. It was the girl with the violin.
"Hi," I said.
"You must be my roommate." She held her hand out to me. "Rosalie Velasquez. You call me Rosie or Rose. I don't care."
I shook her hand. "Allison Dawson. Call me Ally." Her grip was strong that it was hurting my hand. "Ouch. Hi."
"Sorry." She lets go of my hand. "When you were born and raised in a barn all your life in Kansas, you gotta work no matter what!"
"Well, I'm from Miami so not a lot like Kansas."
"Okay, Ally. Which bed do you wanna take?"
"Uhhh…I've never slept on a bunk bed before."
"Me neither. I'm an only child."
"Me too."
"Holy crap! We have like so much in common."
"I'll take the one bed. You can the bunk all to yourself."
"Wait. I think we're suppose to have another roommate."
"That's me," said another voice.
There was a short, chubby girl at the door. She looked Hispanic, had brown eyes, and black ringlets.
"I'm Trish," she said.
"Rosie," said Rosie.
"Ally," I said.
"So I'll take the bottom bunk since I have a stupid fear of heights." said Trish.
"Okay. So I get the top bunk!" shrieked Rosie. "I gotta start decorating."
We all started decorating our parts of our room. I had turquoise and lime green bed sheets on my full size bed. My books were organized onto a shelf alphabetically: Breaking Dawn, Call Me Ishmael, The Diary of Anne Frank, Dracula , Eclipse, Fifty Shades of Grey, Frankenstein, Interview with a Vampire, New Moon, and Twilight. My most precious books of all time.
Rosie had dark purple bedspreads and was hanging some posters. Her posters were Star Wars, the Hunger Games, and Jim Parsons from the Big Bang Theory.
"What are you some kind of nerd?" Trish laughed.
"Queen of the nerds!" howled Rosie. We all laughed.
Trish's bottom bunk had pictures of her and some cut-out pictures of celebrities. Her bed had cheetah print bedspread.
I took a few album covers from Sonic Boom along with me to hang on my wall.
My album covers were the Beatles, Micheal Jackson's Thriller, Nirvana, KISS, and Foo Fighters.
"You have all of those albums?" asked Rosie.
"Umm…yeah." I answered. "They're from my dad's store."
"Your dad runs a music store?" asked Trish.
"Yeah. Sonic Boom. I work there."
"Awesome. That's too awesome."
"Since we're done," said Rosie, "how about we check out the school? I heard it's great all around the place."
We checked out the place. Most of these kids had instruments in their hands and most of them showing off their dance moves.
This one boy and girl were dancing hip-hop and acrobatic. He lifted her up high. They were walking backwards toward me.
I was walking back trying to get out of the way. BOOM! I knocked into someone from behind. I turned around.
They were three girls. In the middle was a tall, gorgeous one. She had glossy black hair and brown eyes.
The one on her right was taller than her and had a more leaned appearence. She had straight blonde hair that was kind of a bronzy blonde.
The one on the left was very short like an inch above Trish. She had light blonde hair and a gap in her teeth.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"Sorry isn't good enough," said the middle girl.
"Then, what is?" asked the short one. "Shouldn't you say sorry?"
"Tilly, just shut up," said the tall one.
"I'm Ally," I said nicely.
"Kira," said the middle one.
"Tilly," said the short one, "and this is Cassidy."
Trish and Rosie stepped in.
"Well, well, well," said Trish, "if it isn't the Queen and her Fen-Fen Twins."
"Oh, snap," said Rosie. "She just got y'all, bitches!"
"Who are you guys?" I asked.
"The best in school of course," said Kira.
"Watch and learn," said Cassidy.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies
Cassidy sanged: Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up, I'm doing my own little thing
Decided to dip and now you wanna trip
'Cause another brother noticed me
I'm up on him, he up on me
Don't pay him any attention
Just cried my tears, for three good years
Ya can't be mad at me
'Cause if you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
'Cause if you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
If you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Tilly sang: I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips
Got me tighter in my Dereon jeans
Acting up, drink in my cup
I can care less what you think
I need no permission, did I mention
Don't pay him any attention
'Cause you had your turn, and now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me
'Cause if you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
'Cause if you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
If you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Kira sang: Don't treat me to the things of the world
I'm not that kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
Here's a man that makes me, then takes me
And delivers me to a destiny, to infinity and beyond
Pull me into your arms, say I'm the one you own
If you don't, you'll be alone, and like a ghost, I'll be gone
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies
Now put your hands up
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
'Cause if you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
If you liked it, then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it, then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
After they stopped, Kira came up to me and said, "Think of that, wannabe. Ladies." She snapped her fingers like a witch.
They left in style.
"That plant over there just died when she passed by," Rosie said.
"Yep, I see it," said Trish. "Poor little plant."