Amaya sighed arriving late to school, purely nother doing it was the old llecture of how she must act around the other children and blah blah blah, how she has expectations to live up to blah blah blah and such. Huge waste of tine . However, amaya would never tell her father who stupid he sounded or anything that would end with a bad result talking out of place. 

Amaya stepped out of the limo , rubbing down her skirt before grabbing her bag along with her violin case and small blue book. She shut the door waving the driver on before turning around to the school "here you go amaya deep breath"she whispered taking her advice before she headed inside to the crowded, noisy halls of the school