“I made it in!!” Emi ran throughout the apartment, shouting her good news. “Mum, dad! I made it. I got accepted into Juilliard!” She nearly jumped into each of her parents’ arms as she found them in the kitchen. She did a celebratory dance around the kitchen island and was soon joined by Eliana.
Emi twirled her sister around, making her giggle, and then after a while, Eliana said, “Why are we dancing?” Laughing, Emi replied. “I got into that school that I’d applied for. The big, famous one in New York.” “Oh yay!! Wait… boo…” Eliana’s smile quickly turned into a frown. Emi’s heart broke a little when she realised the same thing that Elia had. “You’re leaving us… again.” She frowned and plopped down into the chair near the kitchen table. Emi glanced towards her parents, all celebration gone. As if getting her cue, Amanda approached Elia and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Hey… she’ll visit often. Right?” She looked at Emi, and Emi knew she had no choice but to say yes. Emi got down onto her knees beside Elia’s chair and playfully nudged her younger sister’s chin. “Maybe YOU can even visit. I know how much you love New York. You can come see me do big performances… visit aunt Ceci and Uncle Rico… We’ll talk on the phone all the time and I’ll send you lots of pictures and stuff. It’s going to be fun. You’ll see.” Elia listened for a while and then nodded reluctantly. “Okay,” she said. She glanced at her parents now. “So can we celebrate with cake and stuff?” Emi chuckled. “I second that question. We definitely need cake.” And Emi needed to call her Aunt Ceci and tell her the big news.
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