Long Live

I was wandering through the corridors, muttering to myself in Italian. I had sort of managed to fit in here, but only because they liked my accent and my style of hair and clothes. They'd asked me to go to a Cheerio's practice but I'd declined. They didn't like me for who I was, they only liked me because I was different. I wandered into the girls toilet's so I could do my hair. I had my music on, blasting out one of my favourite songs at the moment. 'Long Live' by Taylor Swift. I began singing to myself.

"I still remember this moment
In the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands
The crowds in stands went wild

We were the kings and the queens..."

I wandered toward the cafeteria for lunch, the quickest route was to pass the girls bathroom. But when I did, I heard singing coming from inside. Whoever it was, she was amazing!!! I moved quietly into the bathroom, hesitating around the corner.

"And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same

You held your head like a hero
On a history book page
It was the end of a decade
But the start of an age..."

I carried on singing, until I noticed something move in the corner of my eye. I saw someone standing there and turned away automatically, going red. It was so embarrassing, I hoped she hadn't heard me.

I realised she noticed me when she stopped singing. I moved fully into the bathroom, smiling shyly. "Hi."

I tried to make my cheeks go back to there normal olive tone. Then turned back around, looking at the girl who had walked in. "Hey." I replied in my thick Italian accent.

"I'm Becca Garcia. Oh, you're the new Italian exchange student, right?" I smiled, recognising her accent.

I nodded and turned back to the mirror, putting on my press powder. "Yeah, I'm Pippa Valentina" I introduced myself. "Nice to meet you."

"That's a pretty name." I smiled, taking my makeup kit out of my bag. I moved to the mirror next to Pippa and pulled out my eyeliner. I painted the rims of my eyes a deep black. "So, your voice is awesome!"

"Oh, My, God. I can't believe you heard me." I said, embarrassed. Going red again. I shoved my make up back in my bag, too embarrassed to stay in the same room as her.

"No, don't go. I'm sorry for overhearing you, but you have true talent! Y'know, we could use you at Glee Club." I smiled.

"Glee Club?" I asked, not really knowing anything about stuff here. Especially not the clubs.

"Yeah," I smiled. "Another name for it could be Singing Club." I explained, seeing her confusion.

"Oh" I replied, thinking it over for a second. "Thats not really my thing, I cant sing infront of people."

"Neither could I." I smiled. "At first." I put my eyeliner away and pulled out lipgloss. "Glee gave me the confidence to sing infront of more people than my sister."

"I'm really not sure..." I muttered, thinking. I had heard all the people in them clubs were usually mega tallented, and I wasn't. Plus, they probably wouldn't like me.

I smiled. "Look, come to the Choir Room at four. You can meet everyone and even sit in on one meeting. Then you can make up your mind." I suggested. "you're really talented, Pippa."

I smiled, she seemed like a really nice girl. "Grazi, I'll be there." I mummbled, heading out the door.

I smiled, put my makeup away and wandered off to lunch -my favourite lesson of the day.