* * * IVY AQILAH * * *
"IVY! " my mom hollered from downstairs. "IVY AQILAH!" she called again. I heard footsteps and jumped of the bed just in time to lock the door. The handle rattled. " Ivy. Aqilah. " my mom said. " Open the door please!" She didn't sound angry, but she only used my full name, Ivy Aqilah, when she meant it.
" I'm not going to Singapore and back every month or so! " I screamed in reply.
So, you might be wondering, why Singapore? And what do I mean? And so on right? Well, its quite simple actually. You see, my mother had suddenly got this idea - from God knows where - that I should go to boarding school. In Singapore, of all places. Now, I know that Singapore is not that far from Malaysia, but its still another country and I don't want to go to boarding school. Plus, its not even teaching music! Its for accounting. Which I don't like. So, that's it really.
Counting notes of music is part of accounting? No?
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