HI, I'm really excited for this to begin, I just wanted to say, I think Arabella kind of looks up to Stephanie as a kind of idol figure at the school if that would be okay. She is kind of shy and may want to cling to Steph if they get to know each other.

Hi everyone!

I'll have part one out by tomorrow, so if any final arrangements for your characters need to be made, now is the time! 

This is part 1! I hope you like it! Sorry this is late, I was reading it and it was missing an intro to the school, so I added that. 

PART ONE

Nik stood outside Sparrow Academy, staring up at the large gates. They were golden and huge, with silver vines wrapped around them. You couldn’t see the school behind, and all Nik wanted to do was run through them. But, sadly, the rule was to wait until after the headmaster’s announcement.

“Greetings, tiny adults! I guess I should call you children, but tiny adults sounds better!” a booming voice said over the crowd of kids. On a small stage to the left of the gates stood a woman who looked about 60- one of those 60 year olds who are trying to be cool.

“I’m Headmaster Milah!” she said, flipping her pink and orange pigtails behind her back. Nik looked at her bright teal shirt, all of her scrunchies, her crimped hair. She looked like she just came from the 70s.

“All of you had to try out to be here. You are all the most creative, artistic minds we could  find, and I know you will do good here at this school.” She held for applause. “Ah, I shouldn’t keep you waiting. Welcome, to Sparrow Academy!”

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Steph walked around Sparrow Academy, locating room 34. She walked through the familiar glass hallways, passing by shining gold lockers and beautiful paintings lining the walls. She saw a simple wooden door labeled “34,” and walked inside.

There were chairs lining the walls, simple wood chairs with not much support. All of the other students stood in the middle of the room, talking amongst themselves. Steph spotted a familiar face from last year- Lukas Miller. They smiled at her, and she walked over.

“Hi,” she said. She and Lukas weren’t really friends- more like acquaintances. They only knew each other from musical theatre/drama class last year, and they hadn’t ever talked outside of that. Sometimes they shot each other friendly glances, but usually they ignored each other.

“Do you know who the teacher is?” Lukas asked. Steph shook her head. She could tell she and Lukas were both hoping it wasn’t Mr. Rodriko, who taught their musical theatre class. He had ended up giving them a play about two bunnies who became best friends, and then cooked dinner for an old witch up the street.

“So, are you going to try out for the musical this year?” Steph thought for a second. “I dunno.” “You should, it’s not Mr. Rodriko this year.” Steph laughed. “I’m glad.”

“Here,” Lukas said, handing Steph a crumpled piece of paper. “It’s the audition notice. The auditorium at 2!” Steph smiled. “Thanks!”

Steph had only been into the auditorium once, to sing the national anthem for the school. She was ushered out the second she finished the last note. This was years ago, however, so Steph couldn’t remember what it looked like or how many kids were there. She did remember being surprised by something about the auditorium, but she wasn’t sure what.

Lukas sat down in a chair to the left of the room, and Steph sat next to them. They started talking to her about various plays she should see, when a girl came and sat next to Lukas. She had black hair pulled into a slick bun, and wore pajama-like clothes.

“Hi,” Steph said. The girl looked her up and down. “Hi.” Her tone was dry and snarky. Steph already didn’t like this girl. She could feel grumpiness wafting in the air, coming from the girl. This was not gonna be a fun class.

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Arabella tried to make sense of the endless hallways, keeping her eyes on her hologram map and weaving through crowds and around people. She was already late for band class, and she didn’t want detention on her first day. On the way, however, she heard talking through the glass. She didn’t see anything through the glass except grass. She put her ear up to listen to the voices.

“We can’t just leave our students hanging!” said a female voice. “We have to, Matilda. If we don’t, the government will take control. It’s best if we are the ones to handle it,” a man reasoned. The lady sighed. “Okay, but at the end of the semester.” “Of course.” Footsteps trailed off.

What? What was to happen at the end of the semester? A girl walked up to Arabella with a boy. “Hi! You okay? Your cheeks are flushed.” Arabella nodded absently. “I’m Lyric! This is my little brother Ori!” The boy gave a shy wave. “I’m Arabella,” Arabella said quietly. The two people walked away, and Arabella was happy until she thought about how nice that girl had been. How… trustworthy. “Wait!” she yelled. 

bop to the top

don't ever stop

bop to the top

shimmey shimmey

gimme gimme 

Part 2 is coming out tomorrow! So sorry about the long wait!

Hi! Part two is taking a while to write, with me being in a play tomorrow and having to take time for rehearsal, so i will definitely have it out by next Tuesday! Sorry again!

Sorry about the wait! Here's part 2! Since my play is finished, I'll try to write as much as I can this week. I will be making a thread about this closer to when this happens, but I will be going on a brief hiatus for about a week and half because of summer camp, so I can't write that week.

Also- thank you for the feedback on part one! It was very sweet!

By the way- I didn't say this originally since I totally forgot to, but constructive critisism is welcome! 

And here's Part 2!

PART 2

Ori sighed for what felt like the thousandth time that day. His sister, Lyric, and the girl named Arabella had exchanged phone numbers. Since Arabella didn't have a phone, Ori let her borrow his since she and Lyric had different dorms. And, of course, the promise of three full bags of candy. 

Lyric had been locked in her dorm all day on the phone with Arabella. It was odd school had started on a friday, so Lyric could even be on the phone. Kids who lived close to the school had gone home for the weekend, but Ori and Lyric lived roughly 5 hours away.

Another sigh. The Academy of the Arts, or Sparrow Academy, seemed so eerily quiet without many kids. Maybe 20 kids stayed over the weekend. Some had even flown home. It should've been good. It was so quiet, but it felt weird- not absolutely needing to be with Lyric every second.

Sure, Ori loved Lyric. Lyric was the best, most supportive sister ever, but it felt good to not need to cling to someone for a change. Maybe Lyric and Arabella could even sod this weird "Glass Conversation" mystery thing. Maybe-

Footsteps. Ori knew the silence wouldn't last. Of course, it could be one of his dormmates. He was, after all, sitting on the deep blue bed he had claimed in his dorm, alone.

The dorm walls were cream colored, the beds all the same deep blue. There were four beds, one at each corner of the room. There was a large sliding glass door leading to a-

With a creak, the doorknob to Ori's dorm turned.

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"This. Is. So. Boring."

Jordan sighed. "Molly, you've been saying that over and over for the past 20 minutes."

"And I'll keep saying it until things get less boring."

Jordan smiled, getting an idea. He whispered the idea in Molly's ear with a smile. Molly's face lit up. "NOW we're talking!"

Jordan led Molly down the beautiful flass hallways until they got to the food court. The food court in Sparrow Academy was a large room with a giant oval table in the middle. On the table were always many gourmet snacks and drinks. And, most importantly, candy.

Jordan and Molly started to run toward the candies when they saw two people standing there already. One had messy orangey-blond hair, hazel eyes, and was wearing a plain T-shirt and shorts. The other had short curly red hair, dark brown eyes, and was wearing a yellow sundress. Her eyes were framed by winged black eyeliner.

"Pretend to be Mr. Roe!" the red haired one suggested. The other one proceeded to act- very believably- as the boring painting teacher. The red haired one laughed very hard at this.

Both Jordan and Molly walked up to these kids. "Hi!" said Molly. The kids finally noticed them, with surprised looks on their faces. Jordan smiled at the boy as he said, "Hey, I'm Avery, nice to meet you." He put his hand out for either Jordan or Molly to shake, and Jordan shook it.

"I'm Jordan."

"And I'm Molly!" Molly said. Jordan watched as the kids tried to ignore her outfit. Her yellow and teal striped shirt with rainbow pants, long colorful socks, and dull green shoes didn't match at all, clearly expressing Molly's opinion on fashion.

"I'm Nikasha Delaware, but call me Nik," the red haired girl greeted.

"So, are you guys new to this school?" Avery asked.

Molly replied, "Nope! I've been here two years, and Jordan here has been here for one! Last year was his first."

"Mine too," Avery said with a smile.

"And me!" Nik chimed in.

The grumpy and way-too-old-to-be-working janitor, Mr. J, wandered in just then. "Hey! What are you kids doing in here?! Back to your dorms, all of you!"

Jordan led all of the other kids out of the room. When they were walking in one hall, however, the strangest thing happened. Jordan heard voices coming from the glass walls of the hallway.

There was only one sentence of the conversation he could hear clearly. "We have to shut down sooner than later."

"Guys..."

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Willow sat down at the bed in her dorm room that she had claimed, hating the fact she had to share a dorm. Especially with these kids.

In the bed next to hers on the right was a girl named Lilith. She actually wasn't so bad, in Willow's opinion. Her face always had an amused smile, and she was currently reading a book. Willow wasn't quite sure how she was reading, for the pink and purple tips of her short white hair kept falling in front of her eyes.

The girl in the bed to Willow's left was Ashanniyah Kurusitwa. She was also reading. Willow didn't have much of an opinion on her, because she didn't talk much, but Willow knew she probably wouldn't like her.

And the girl in the bed on the other side of the room- Stephanie. She said she wanted to be called Steph, but that didn't affect Willow in any way. Stephanie was annoying and rude, despite what others thought, but...

It was hard for Willow not to be jealous of Stephanie. Everyone loved her, looked up to her, admired her. She was smart, cool, and popular. Just. Plain Awful. An obstacle for Willow.

Stpehanie and Willow had been glaring at each other for so long that Willow's forehead muscles started to hurt. So she looked away. She was done with this.

Why not go look for an adventure?