Crushed Dream by Morgan Johnson (top 100 novels of all time .txt) 📖

to me. Mrs. Nezzra had us stretch and do some yoga. After gym is French. Instead of French, I want to learn about Cairo, Egypt. Cairo is a city there. I walked to French with a swagger. I sat behind Griffin. He agrees with me about the Egypt thing. I drew a picture of me and him in a plane. I wrote at the top of the paper 'Going to Egypt!!' I folded it and passed it to him. He looked back at me and smiled. Mrs. Alli gave us a worksheet. We had to write sentences in French and in English. I wish I had a fun teacher. The ones who make it a game. Luckily, I'm good at French. I whispered some sentences to Griffin and how to spell them. We have a deal. He helps me in math, and I help him in French. After French we went to the cafeteria. I sat down at a table. Griffin came over with two salads, two slices of apple pie, and two water bottles. He gave me a tray and I took some of the food. My mom packs my lunch. I hate her ham and tuna sandwiches. So Griffin gets two salads, slices of pie, and water bottles. Like I said, he's the best. After lunch, the school day went by really quickly. I got home and redid my makeup. Mom drove us to the studio and waited in the car. After we signed in and got our numbers, we waited. Hours passed and finally it was our turn. We walked in the room. There were three judges. The Jonas Brothers! I don't know why they're judging this, but who cares? "Cool, a goth band," Nick said. Zelda loves him. "We are gonna be singing a song we made up," Misty said. She wasn't scared at all. We played 'The Dark' for them.

Kevin was the first to speak. "I liked it, it was original," he said. We smiled hopefully at Joe. "I'm sorry girls, but I didn't like it," Joe said. Misty frowned. We turned to Nick. This was it. If he liked us, we could be a hit. If he doesn't, we'd go back to being nobodies. I bit my lip. Misty rested her head on Zelda's shoulder. Zelda was rubbing her hands together. "Girls.........I'm sorry. I didn't like it. Your not gonna be a band," Nick said. I cried. We walked out to the waiting room. We sat down and cried as the next band got called in. I sniffed. "This is horrible. The whole world saw us. We are on TV you know," I said. I could feel my eyeliner running down my cheek as I sobbed. I got eyeliner on Misty's violet dress. She didn't mind, since she was busy pouring out all her tears on Zelda's t-shirt. We can't live our dream. We can't be famous. We can't be a band. This is a nightmare. What will we do now? Music was our life. We don't have the strength to pick up our instruments again. Now we have a real reason to be gloomy. I looked at my friends. I wiped my eyes. We hugged. Suddenly, the world went gray.

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Publication Date: 04-07-2011

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