Rozu got out of her car and grabbed her clarinet case, flute case, guitar case, and her suitcase out of her trunk. She turned her strawberry blonde hair swishing over her shoulders. She was nervous for her first day back after vacation. She had spent almost all of her vacation learning more English but she was still far behind on her studies of the language. That's why she enjoyed the Academy. Her music was her voice and her art her words.

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Aida got out of her fathers car. She quickly grabbed her bags and waved goodbye to her father as she turned around and looked up at the school. It was her third year at the school and she was excited, as always considering her ADHD making her even more hyper than she was at that moment (she may have ate some Pixie Sticks for breakfast). Her short bright orange hair made her stick out in the crowd heading towards the dorms. She broke away and went into the cafe to escape the insanity outside.