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AGA Chapter 3, the fight between sisters
  Dawn
   “Crystal, please unlock the door!” I moaned upon discovering that Crystal had locked the door to our bedroom at the dorm.
“Coming!” I heard from inside the room. She unlocked the door, and let me in. “but you’re going to have to stay off the floor, I am working on that annoying new part you added to my choreography.” Crystal said, pointedly guilt tripping me.
“yeah, I know you don’t like it. But you heard Katy, we are going to lose if  I can’t make something cooler, and if we can’t get it together!” I retorted, flopping down on the bed.
“whatever,” she said, annoyed.
        I just sighed, and took out my phone. On the notifications, there was the usual thousand comments and replies on various websites. I was most famous on instagram though. I had 500,000 followers. Being angelic and talented does have it’s perks. Though It is hard hard work living
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The AGA talent Show, AGA Series Bk. 2 Chapter 1
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   The AGA school’s halls were packed with student’s hurrying to the cafeteria.
I have worked/lived for the AGA (American genius Association) for as long as I can remember. The reason I slashed work with living is because though I’ve worked here for as long as I remember,  but I didn’t always live at the school. After my parents died in 2017 (please don’t ask about that. I don’t want to think about it) naturally the headquarters didn’t want to lose me, as I was one of their leading musical students, so they (by they I mean the staff) adopted me.
The AGA, is an association meant to collect and train child and teenage genius
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I am really mad right now. I got locked out of an account  that I payed for, and the moderators there say I am not allowed to talk to them to figure out why my account isn't working. I want. to. scream. realy. bad.
my big wall of art
most of it is just stuff from when I was younger, but if you look from left to right, you will see some major progress.
note: not all of my art is on that wall
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first oil painting
it's not the best, but I think it looks pretty okay anyway!
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  Dawn
   “Crystal, please unlock the door!” I moaned upon discovering that Crystal had locked the door to our bedroom at the dorm.
“Coming!” I heard from inside the room. She unlocked the door, and let me in. “but you’re going to have to stay off the floor, I am working on that annoying new part you added to my choreography.” Crystal said, pointedly guilt tripping me.
“yeah, I know you don’t like it. But you heard Katy, we are going to lose if  I can’t make something cooler, and if we can’t get it together!” I retorted, flopping down on the bed.
“whatever,” she said, annoyed.
        I just sighed, and took out my phone. On the notifications, there was the usual thousand comments and replies on various websites. I was most famous on instagram though. I had 500,000 followers. Being angelic and talented does have it’s perks. Though It is hard hard work living up to expectations. I scrolled through the comments, nothing unusual. Mostly just the lot of compliments on my playing, a couple bashers and party poopers who think I am a fake, and the typical scammers.
I glanced up, Cyst was staring at me with obvious annoyance. I sighed and put down my phone.
    “Are you still mad?”
    “umm yeah, it’s not like my little sister is famous on the internet and everywhere else, on top of the fact that she’s more beautiful then me. Me, the older sister who tries so so  hard, but everyone over looks me, because of you! Nobody wants to see me, they want you!! Nobody wants my art, NOBODY want’s my dancing, NOBODY WANTS ME BECAUSE OF YOU!!!” Crystal screamed. There were tears streaming down her face. I looked at her in shock,
    “do you think my life is any easier?!?! I have to work so hard to meet everyone’s expectations! it never ends does it?!?!” I screeched.
    “Shut up, Shut Up, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!!!!!!! Do you know what it’s like to try to live up to your shadow?! Even thought your younger then me?!?!?! My LIFE is a pirouette, that is frozen to only spin endlessly, NO one can make me feel alive, or set me FREE!!!”
    my eyes glazed over, my breath grew shallow, I was gasping for breath, but I didn’t care, it hurt no much that my own sister could think that of me. I was sobbing, and I ran out of the room. I ran, and I ran, and I ran, to now end. The athesma attack got worse. I didn’t care. Black started clouding my vision, I couldn’t breath. I just gave in, I didn’t want to go on anymore, the last thing I saw, was the floor as I teetered towards it. Then all was dark.
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    I woke up with a start. Where was I? nothing looked familiar, I was in a white room, with medical equipment in it. I saw everything as blurry and hazy. Then I remembered what had happened, my chin started to tremble. I closed my eyes. This was all my fault. I shouldn’t have gotten so mad at Crystal, it was so selfish of me. How could I do that?! It was awful, prideful, and STUPID of me! Now I was probably in the ER, or at least in our school’s medical office, all because of my dumb pride. The tears welled up. I clutched the blanket around me harder, ignored the pain that shot through my body, and clenched my teeth, willing myself not to cry.
I heard the door open. Then a shocked and heartbroken
    “oh Dawn….. Nooo………..” I opened my eyes, Crystal had come in with our school nurse Nancy Clark. Crystal’s tearstained face was filled with despair and pain.
I opened my mouth and said
    “I’m so sorry Cryst…” as a tear slipped out.
    “no, don’t be” she said a s her lip trembled, “I never should have yelled at you in the first place… I am so so sorry….” Crystal dropped into the chair next to my bed and started to cry. “please forgive me” she choked
    “I will only if you’ll forgive me.” I said trying to recover my voice some.
    “Of course I will.” she replied getting a hold of her composure. “So… we’re good?” she said with a weak smile.
    “yes, but you’re still going to have to practice that piece.” I drawled. Suddenly we heard Nancy clear her throat awkwardly. Me and Cryst blushed, embarrassed.
    “okaaaaaaay,” she said “ umm uh, so how are you feeling?”
    “a  bit sore, my lungs hurt.”
    “uh-huh, and what do you think caused what ever made you faint?”
    “I had a fight with Cryst here, and had an asthma attack.” I said,
    “okay. Then that’s all I have for you. Do feel like you can go now?”
    “sure, I am not so weak anymore besides, if I need help, I’ll have Crystal.” I said in full confidence.
AGA Chapter 3, the fight between sisters
this is a rather dramatic and short chapter, but I felt like it had to happen, so here it is. sorry about the awful formatting, I am still trying to figure out this stash writer thing
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   “Elaine Yang, please give me your history assignment for this week.” My history teacher Paul McDowell  said in a bored voice. He had already taken the papers for about fifteen kids, and was quite beyond bored. I gave him the papers, and relaxed, knowing that School would soon end for the day. “Alright Class,” Mr. McDowell addressed us, “ your assignment for next week is on  Henry Clay, it must be at least 1,000 words, and accurate.” emphasizing the word for the lack of accuracy in our last assignment he had graded. And raising a chorus of groans from some certain teens who hated researching.
“you may go now” he said with a wave, and the class exploded into chatter as we burst out into the halls.
As I walked out the door, I saw a girl, Katy Downing, a rich prissy violist who was just awful to be around, stretch her eyes to make them look Chinese, and stick out her tongue at me. I just looked down at the floor.
The reason why I was much quieter then most of the students, was because I was not originally from America, I was born in Beijing China. I moved here to America when I was 7, and got a was sworn in as a Citizen here when I was 12. That was two years ago. I grew up speaking Mandarin, so I never spoke much English if I didn’t have to, I liked Mandarin better. Besides I had to thick of an accent for most people to understand.
So I just looked at the floor, and kept walking, and then running, out of the building, and to the girls dorm. To the comfort of my Violin, and safety of solitude.
When I got to my room, I shut the door, threw myself on my bed, and buried my head in the pillow. I let my heart stop racing, willing the tears to stay behind my lids.
Eventually I got up, chiding myself for throwing a pity party, then my phone viberated. I looked at my phone, I had got a text from my mom, it read
“Love you much Lainy” in Chinese. My eyes welled up. I missed my family so much! But I had to stay at the boarding school until summer. Then I would go live with my family in Texas for the summer, and then come back here to New York for school. I texted Mom back:
   “Love you too!”
And put my phone down.
I had to practice Dawn’s piece she’d composed for the Show in march. We were still trying to come up with a name for it, unsuccessfully so far, but I was doing good with the violin part. Me, Dawn, and Crystal were going to rehearse the piece together for the first time today at 4:00. I still had 30 minutes to practice, so I practiced, glad to escape from my life for a while.
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“Hey Elaine!” said Dawn, from across the room. I saluted her playfully, then went to join her, Crystal, and Nat, by the pianos Nat and Dawn were warming up on. Crystal was over in the corner stretching. I walked over to her and silently gave her my old violin, and a brand new bow I had bought for her. She said
“thanks!” I nodded my you’re welcome. Then went to warm up.
Once we’d all warmed up, Nat said
“Okay girls, if we are all finally warmed up, then lets take it from the top.”
“K” I replied along with the rest. The we counted together “1, 2, 3, 4,” and the beautiful collaboration began.
It started with Crystal lip-syncing the violin part, the piece that Dawn had composed was gorgeous, even I had to admit that. Then Nat did a couple harmonic chords, and  Dawn joined in with a harp like cadenza.
I don’t think I had ever heard anything as beautiful as that song we played, and it was going so well… until we all screeched to a halt. Dawn moaned
“oh come on! why did I write this stupid flourish!” that’s why we had stopped, Dawn had just given up halfway through the cadenza. Crystal giggled and Nat looked confused.
“Daaaaaaaaaawn, can’t we just get a move on already? It was sounding so good!” I rolled my eyes, annoyed.
Dawn’s hair bounced freely as she giggled “oh of course! If the plain Elaine Jane annoyed?” I just groaned and rolled my eyes again. I glared. “okay” she sighed, “I guess, I think I will have to practice that dumb flourish later though!”
We were just about to start, when I heard something. It sounded like some other group practicing…. But it also, sounded at least ten times better then us. It was so beautiful, and virtuosic at the same time! I held up my hand, cocked my ear, and said
“Does anyone else hear that?”
“Yeah…….” Nat muttered.
“Doesn’t that sound like…..’’ Crystal started, but was cut off
“OH NO!!” Dawn screeched “that’s our competition!!” we gasped. “oh no no no no no NO.” she sputtered “no way am I letting anyone be better then us! We’re trying to win!” we all looked at each other in panic, obviously we couldn’t win against people as good as this. Then I had a thought. what  if we spied on who’s playing that song! it sounded wrong, but if sure sounded sneaky and fun.
“Hey, what if we went and spied on whoever is playing that piece, then at least we’ll know what we are up against.” I suggested.
Nat looked at the others, as a sly grin crept over  her face,
“oooooooooh yeah, I am so in!” Dawn ginned even more devilishly then Nat, and wooped like an Indian.
“count me in!” she said enthusiastically. We all looked at crystal.
“I think I will sit this one out, but have fun!’’ She winked. So out we waltzed, into the hall.
“okay, I think the noise was coming from practice room 3b.” I Said quietly. We tiptoed over to the room, and peered through the glass. In the room, sat Katy, her boyfriend Tyler, and a whole orchestra. My eyes practically popped out of my head.
“I knew she was rich, but she hired a whole professional orchestra?!?!” I whispered.
“no joke! I mean my dad is like a millionaire, or whatever, but even I wouldn’t get away with this!” Dawn choked. Like me, she lived away from her adopted family at the school. The reason I say adopted is because her dad isn’t really her dad. Dawn said her adopted family found her and Crystal under a bridge when she was 5. The weird thing is, neither dawn nor Crystal could remember anything of their life before that. It was a mystery that had often bothered both of them.
   I was suddenly catapulted out of my thoughts by the music again, Katy and her Orchestra were starting again. As we listened, our jaws dropped and our eyes popped out of our heads.
“okay. We need to do something about this. Or we. are. Going. To. Lose.” Nat whispered.
“OoOoOo! Sabatoge!” Dawn whisper yelled.
“no.” Nat rolled her eyes. “that would be too dramatic, besides, you know there are security cameras in here! I was thinking something different. What if, we stepped up our game?”
Dawn looked at Nat thoughtfully, and whispered back “ I think I could  make some adjustments that would make our act cooler, it will be like waaaaay harder, but I  know we can do it.”
“then let’s step up our game.”

AGA Talent Show Chpt. 2
second chapter! more coming soon! hope you like it
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all you need to know is I am a Christian, a pianist, composer, artist, and poet. oh, and I also seem to have maybe just a slight obsession with ballet/
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Welcome to DeviantArt!:party:
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thx! I am still trying to figure out how this place works, especially since I stink at anything involving computers
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No probs cx and good luck!:D
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thx! and the first question is what on earth does cx mean?
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"Favorite Writer - My friend" oh my- that's not.... Me, is it?
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who else would it be?
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AAAAWWWWW it's too much X3
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