The day of the competition dawned bright and fair, Lacey excited to see how her song would fare amongst the music class. She'd poured her heart and soul into this song, endless corrections and constantly doubting herself. Today she would find out whether her song was good or if it would be a complete and utter failure. No pressure right?
The music room was abuzz as students whispered amongst themselves, completely ignoring Lacey who sat at her desk nervously, trying in vain to ignore the phrase dirty wh*** someone had gauged into her desk. Discreetly Lacey looked for Sawyer but his chair was empty, his presence nowhere to be seen. Had he finished his detention then? Lacey could have sworn he had at least another week to go. Jessica's voice shrill and loud cut through the din as she bragge
