Music even too much

Mia Stefan - I don't think anything would be better than a school adventure, wouldn't it? I've always dreamed of getting into the best music school in Paris. And this year I had this dream come true. I had plenty of opportunities to show how much my voice was worth and how much I could offer the school. "Trop de musique" was a professional-only school. — Do you think we can get into both, Mia? - To be concerned, I don't know if we can. I'm not sure of anything. - I turned it over to the side of the stairs again. I don't think I've ever felt my heart palpitate so much. I got a fright at seeing Harry at the door. — Oh, Harry! Hello, bienvenue! - I wanted to talk to your friend Daisy. Is she here? - I rolled my eyes and pointed at the door. Is it because she had her headphones? I think if that was it, he would have asked me. I guess I shouldn't be jealous of my own friend, huh?   I didn't think anyone would miss me for a few minutes. - I screamed in fright when I saw the security guard at the door - What are you doing here butler? - I passed him and left. I waited for everyone to leave so I could pass unseen. Of course, for me to leave like this, I'd have to have a good reason. I was hungry for something sweet. - Almost there, calm Mia - said very quietly while running - Everything will be fine. - I ran back as fast as I could! — Good morning, I'd like a croissant. S'il vous plaît! - I smiled and waited at a table by the counter. I thought I'd have time, but it's about time. I had promised all my friends that I would meet them at some secret club. I ran like never before.  — hmm, I'm really tired - I suspected - Hey! Can you give me a ride? - I yelled at all the cars in front of me who found, until one accepted. ƒ⁕⁕⁕♪ Arthur Silva - — Bonjour, monsieur Jonas. - I opened the door and left - What a beautiful day! I was about to find out if I'd gotten into the Musique Trop. The best art and music school in France. I just wish I could get out of the street concerts and, besides not making much profit being almost a show for free, could not do part time work.  I think I was successful in auditions, but from outside the gym I could hear beautiful voices. Sounds I've never heard before. All très parfait!  I'm here! Chaguei too late? - I think a few seconds less doesn't make much difference. - I looked everywhere and just found Lana. Where were the others? Had they forgotten all the warnings? ƒ⁕⁕⁕♪ Luna Mota - — hmm, what time is it? - My God, it's so late. - I had arranged everything. I had to be there by 10:00, and it was 12. I didn't even know what I was going to wear. Shoes! White, black, brown or sinza? What a mess. I don't even know what I'm trying to ride anymore.  — Okay, a good look for an afternoon outing - I said, as my mom looked at me in a strange way - What's going on? - I've been through it and I've explained it screaming- I've got to go and - I've arranged a few things. It could take a while. Au revoir!  ƒ⁕⁕⁕♪ I hope you enjoy this mini-series written. These are our main characters. Throughout history you will understand that history will not just revolve around them.  The story is narrated by Mia, a spoiled girl full of "to-do".  I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing,  Good readings ♪