I lay on my bed listening to music. The tunes echoed into my ears.
I jumped. My mother's excited voice overwhelmed my music and scared me.
"The answers are in," she squealed.
"Your acting like a child mother."
She eagerly handed over a crisp white envelope.
Ripping it open I read the contents -
Dear Ashley Meadowbank,
You have been accepted to be one of the 100 students to try out for acceptance into our prestige academy. Our school is one of a kind and can guarantee success in life. So come and try out at Salloa Academy.
I squealed in harmony with my mother. She pulled me in close for a hug and we jumped up and down hands locked around each others waist.
We stopped and pulled away. Quickly I began to pack excited for the day.
I walked up the granite steps. Before me stood the academy in all of it's shiny modern glory. I walked in to meet a petite lady who ushered me into a little waiting room. Teenagers were sprea...