The Beginning...

For those of you who don't understand the metaphors I am using to describe my life, I will explain it the best way possible, without revealing those who are involved. First, let us consider High School an Empire. Lets say the Music program is the Imperial Realm. For those of you who know the technicalities of being a member of such a program, you should understand what I am about to say next. Lets say this empire has an emperor and empress. I will liken this empire to Ancient China. Now the emperor has appointed a king and queen to lord over a region that's not too far from the China. Lets say the emperor appointed a king over Ancient Korea. Now lets say this king and queen were section leaders in a musical setting. Lets say the emperor and empress were the music program directors. Now that we have that settled, lets say I am a poor commoner who ran away from slavery to enter this country ruled by the emperor and empress. Since I was ambitious, I no longer wanted to be a commoner. I wanted to gain the highest position I could possible get. That position was to be the king's consort or concubine. With that position, I could have all the luxuries of the royal family without political drama. Now, lets say the position of Royal Consort is equal to second section leader...