Paige's POV
I was in the música room, composição literária a new song. I don't know why I right songs, like...I don't even sing them in talent shows and crap. I just sing covers of songs I really like. I played multiple chords on the piano trying to string together a song. "At this rate..I won't be able to win Veto over..." I mumbled to myself. "Maybe I should just go home... It's getting late anyway" I thought to myself. Then this guy walked. He was so freaking hot! Maybe even hotter then Veto, wait no...What am I saying? "Mrs. Shay are you in--" He looked up and saw me, and his face grew a light rosa, -de-rosa color....
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