The sound of the alarm resounded in my ears as I got out of bed.

  “Today’s is the day” I thought. I hurried and got dressed, ready for what could either be the best or worst day of my life. I enter my rooms en suite bathroom and looked in the mirror at my reflection. A tall, skinny fat boy, freshly 18 with dark brown frizzy hair, and light brown eyes looked back at me. I’ve always been skinny fat, no matter how much I workout I never seem to lose the weight. I put on a tank top then my school uniform a plain white button down with the school logo embroidered on it, and black dress pants.

  I heard my mom calling me for breakfast so I quickly put on my shoes and headed down stair's. I sat down at the counter and looked at my plate filled with scrambled eggs. My mom looked at me and smiled.

  ”Are you nervous” she asked

  ”Ya, it feels like my heart will beat out of by chest” I responded

  “Who wouldn’t be, the girl you have chasing for two years is finally choosing which boy she likes” I nodded.

  I hurriedly finished my breakfast and told my mom goodbye as I ran not to miss the train. I got to the station just in time and boarded. I stood and looked out the window remembering the day I fell in love.

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  For my whole childhood year basketball was my passion. I put my heart in to training to get better. But during my freshman year something i call my curse appeared. I hit a wall and no matter how much I practiced I couldn’t get better. Tryouts were coming up and I was falling behind.

  Earlier in the year I meet a boy who would later become by best friend His name is Jack. He had a gift he barely had to practice but basketball skill improved by the day. He was always better than me at basketball. No matter how much time I put in to get better the wall stopped me from improving.

  When tryouts finally rolled around I didn’t make the team while he did. My passion disappeared and as a kid who life revolved around basketball it was like I failed at my purpose. My mom who had enough of me rotting bed the rest of the day after school, told to join a club at my school so I might find a new passion.

  later that week I decided to join the music club. The second I entered I could tell I was out of place, everyone was already in groups playing there instrument of choice and didn’t even know what I wanted to play. I looked around and saw that the closest instrument was the piano. I walked over and sat down on the old black chair in front of the piano.

  I sat there awkwardly for a while till a girl with strawberry blond hair and freckles sat next me and started talking. I remember this part the most clearly I asked her why she decided to sit by me and she said it was because I was just sitting there looking at the piano with determination. She started showing me the basics of piano when she say my hands she teasingly told me I had the hands of a prince. I picked up the basics quickly and before I knew it the club was over. I asked her named as we were leaving and she introduced her self as Abby. That was when I fell in love.