If that person finds out how good I am at percussion or how amazing Zyra is at writing, we will never see each other again. I know she didn't say it, but Ora is going to take me to New York to some school where everyone is just as talented as me. I look at Zyra as she takes her hand away from mine and runs toward the stairs. I run after her. She must be so confused. I mean if my parents had a secret child, I would be very angry and confused as well. I chase her up into her room. She runs into her room and jumps onto the bed. Then she just stares at the ceiling with tears in her eyes. I slowly walk over to her.

"Go away Dawn, I am fine, I just want to be alone right now" She grumbles and buries her face in a pillow.

I walk up to her bed and sit on the corner on it. I am not leaving her after what just happened. Her head must be spinning, I know mine would be. I grab her shoulders and face her towards me, she frowns and looks away.

"I know this must be hard information for you to take in Zyra, I just want you to know that whatever happens, I'll always be here for you" I sat softly, gently, as if talking to a puppy.

She then suddenly sits up and hugs me. She begins to cry onto my back and I hold her tightly. I caress her back and tell her everything will be alright. Then I hear the ping of my phone. I look at it and see a message from an unknown number. In it talks about what my opportunities are with my percussion music. I turn off my phone and hug Zyra harder. The thing is, if I went to New York and wrote songs and played concerts, my dream would come true. If I went to New York and let them turn me into a rockstar, all my wildest dreams would come true. But the thing is, Zyra will probably go to New York and write a book, we'll never see each other again. I have no idea how good she is at writing, maybe she is complete crap at it. Even though it's incredibly selfish, I hope she is awful at writing so we can stay together. I could still go to that awesome opportunity place and she could find an orphanage near there for her to live in. Zyra pulls away from our hug and looks at me with her tear-stained face. Then she turns to face the wall.

"Dawn, they will probably take me to New York no matter how crappy I am, I'll have to leave you forever," She says softly, "So go, no goodbyes, just leave, goodbyes hurt too much"

I hug her from behind but she pulls me off.

"Just go! Please......" She says and I do because I want her to stop acting like this.

Tears are running down her face once again and I slowly walk into the hall. About three girls from the orphanage are there, looking at me with sorrow filled faces. I ignore them and walk downstairs. When I get down there, everyone from the meeting in the hall is waiting for me. When I reach the last step they all look at me with smiling faces.

"You are going to become one of the next big hits" I hear Ora say and that's when I realized she was in my room looking at my music written for Zyra.