VI

Christine yawned as she headed down the stairs still dressed in her pajamas. She saw'll Meg and Madeline sitting in the kitchen enjoying a simple breakfast.

"You're finally up." Meg greeted as she munched on some toast slathered with butter. Christine always thought that was funny. Meg, the girl who is always worried about her weight but still covered everything in mountains of butter.

Christine walked over and put some bread in the toaster. "Madeline?" Christine asked. "Yes, my dear?" "Does the boardinghouse have underground tunnels?"  "Yes, why do you ask?"

"I was wondering if I could explore them." "Absolutely not." Madeline replied. Her tone shocking both Meg and Christine. "Students have gone in those tunnels looking for a ghost."

Christine looked intrigued in her statement. She liked ghost stories. She always found them frighteningly enjoyable. 'Nothing like a good ghost story to send a chill down your spine.' Christine's father used to say.

"Under no circumstances will you two going galavanting off into those diseased tunnels." Madeline ordered as the toaster finished with the bread. Christine took her toast and sat with them talking about what they were planning to study at the college.

"I definitely want to be a ballerina." Meg said as Christine sat there quietly nibbling on her toast. "I've always wanted to be one ever since I was three." Meg added. Meg loved the thrill of moving on the points of her toes.

"How about you, Christine?" Madeline asked. "Ummm... maybe a dancer." Christine replied not sure on what she wanted to do.  "You don't sound sure." Madeline replied. "She actually wants to be a singer but she can't sing in key worth her life." Meg joked.

"I've been singing all my life. It's just what I was taught by my father. I know I'm horrible and probably will never be as good as my mother. It's just a silly dream." Christine said as she shrugged acting as if she was at peace of never achieving her dreams.

"As you may know I'm head voice instructor and each person who wishes to enter the song courses must schedule a month in advance then audition. If you so wish to be a singer then I'll give you a week. If you impress me your in."

"Really?" Christine said. She realized it was impossible for her but a little hope never hurt. The singing and dance courses were the hardest to get in. They required mental and physical control.

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