That New Girl

Summer pulled her headphones on as the taxi pulled up to the entrance of the Academy. She looked at the building and huffed out a breath. Her aqua eyes shifted around. She opened the cab door and stepped out. The dark blonde smoothed out her dress as the cab driver put her stuff on the sidewalk.

Its not like she wanted to be here. Her mom and dad sent her here when they found about her "talent". Summer scoffed. Talent. Right. Cause disappearing when she is nervous is a special thing that she wanted. Sure.

Summer sighed. She blasted the Beatles on her iPod and grabbed her suitcase and guitar. She noddedbher thanks to the cab driver and then headed towards the main building.

"Here we go." she muttered to her self.