The Academy of the Arts is where every wealthy family sends their children to pursue a career.
However not everyone is how they seem. Secrets and hearts are broken to a million pieces in this tragic love story.
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Througho...
When I had given the news to my parents that I got accepted to the academy they did not want to let me come. They believed this school would brainwash me. Make me forget where I came from. But maybe that was exactly what I was looking for. I was looking for the academy to make me forget where I came from because I never wanted to go back.
I knew my parents would not let me come to The Academy of the Arts which is why I lied to them. They believe I am attending a different school, not the one they forbade me to enter. But something my parents don't know about their daughter is that I make my own decisions.
"Okay, class please listen up. As you all have known since entering the academy. You are only able to graduate if you pass the final project for the school year." says Ms. Martinez
The whole class started complaining. We all knew about the project and we were surprised it happened so soon.
"Yes, I hear you all. However, the project was going to happen sooner or later. It is better if we finish the project earlier in the year so all you have to worry about is passing your classes."
I actually agree with the professor . Might as well finish the project sooner so I don't feel all stressed out at the end of the year.
"Blake, Amanda, and Brady thank you all for joining us. Please take your seats. I was just explaining to the class about the senior project you will all need to pass in order to graduate." Ms. Martinez repeats again.
They all took their seat and Blake was next to me. He kept looking at me and I swear I just hoped my cheeks were not red.
"Okay pay attention. The project will be done by partners. You will talk about your major, what will you do after graduating from the Academy of the Arts. How will you achieve what you want to become or who you want to become. And with your partner, you will learn more about them. You will describe how you are alike and yet different. Any questions?" Ms. Martinez asks.
"Will we be able to choose our partners?" -Amanda says.
This is a bad thing. First because I didn't have friends in this class meaning if we chose partners I wouldn't know who to choose. And also because what if I get someone I don't feel comfortable with.
"No, I will be choosing your partners. First, we have Amanda and Brady, Rose and Blake..."
No not Blake.
Why him?
I swear I just want to graduate and never be able to see anyone ever again.
Ms. Martinez finished announcing the partners and everyone complained as usual.
"Please go talk to your partners about how your project will look like." Ms. Martinez says.
Umm, I wasn't going to go talk to Blake. He can come to me. The least he can do is save me from that embarrassment.
"So I guess we are partners huh."- Blake says
"Umm Yeah."- I respond
"Where do you want to work on it?"- Blake asks
"The library is fine. It helps me focus." I respond.
It was set then we would work on it in the library.
Wish me luck.
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Dear Diary,
Another interesting day in the life of Rose Sulivan. Guess What? I am Blakes' partner in the senior project. I honestly do not know how to feel. Half of me is excited. Like if I am finally going to meet the famous Blake Hudson. Know more about him. However, the other part of me is sacred because it means he will learn more about me. He will know how ugly I am on the inside. How broken I am and I am just not ready for that. Let's see how far this will go. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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