I skipped into campus feeling like the happiest and luckiest girl in the world. Maybe it was because Abby finally stopped sulking for making her make Christopher's 3-layered cake and going to his party against her wishes. Or maybe it was because Dad was coming home from a convention after a long time of not seeing him.
Whatever the reason was, it was giving me a fluffy feeling of contentment. I smiled at everyone I met in the halls, even at Faith and her ballet friends. People were still looking at me strangely and I just took everything in stride. I was used to strange looks. Not a day went by without me being the subject of strange looks anyway.
Taking out my sheet music from my bag, I perused through them as I walked. Last night, I finished composing the music for the song the lyricis
