Day six: weekend

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                                              Your walking the halls of the school, then you hear music coming from the music room
                          Holly:*sings* If you find its me your missing, if your hoping I'll retu-rn, to the path I'll be retracing when I'm homeward bound aga-in, then the wind will set me racing when my journey nears its en-d, to the path I'll be retracing when I'm homeward bound aga-in.
Bind me no-t to the pasture chain me no-t to the plow, set me free- to find my calling and I'll return to you somehow-
                          Erik:*plays his violin*