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"Hey! Raine!! Wait up!" my best friend Paige shouted. I looked up from gathering my things off the sideline while trying not to damage my instrument.

"Hey," I smiled. "Will you help me with this, considering you only have your trombone to carry?" I asked.

"Yeah, of course, but I'll probably end up dropping something," she said. I sighed.

"Should I ask someone else to carry it?" I asked.

"Probably, I'll just get Aidan to carry it," she said suggestively, raising her arm calling her section leader, aka my crush, over.

"Hey Paige, Raine, what's up?"

"Well, Raine asked me to carry her chalk bucket in for her because her hands are really full and she doesn't want to drop her clarinet but asking me wasn't the wisest decision because 99 percent of the time I end up dropping something so I called you over to see if you would carry it," Paige concluded.

"Paige," I said, "if you haven't noticed, he too has a binder and chalk and whatever else to carry as well," I said.

"It's no problem," he said, "you have a reed instrument and a lot more stuff than I do to carry," he said stacking my chalk on top of his.

"Thanks. You won't drop it, right? Because the lid is really loose. Paige made sure of that, didn't you?" I said smiling and turning to face only to find she was already going up the stairs into the building. Thanks a lot for the warning Paige. I started walking up the sideline with Aidan. "Why does she always run off and leave me somewhere?" I sighed.

"Does she do that a lot?"

"You wouldn't believe how much. But I can't blame her, she gets distracted or forgets things easily."

"Maybe you should tell her how much it bothers you."

"Nah, I don't care that much. Let's just say her timing is bad a lot. If you get what I mean."

"I think I do. No one knows about me though. Guys don't talk about that very much."

"Girls don't talk about it as much as you would like to think either. We'll probably tell our best friend and then that's it." He opened the door for me to step into the building. I fake curtseyed, "Why thank you kind sir."

"It was my pleasure good lady," he said giving me a small bow. We both grinned. It was easy for each of us to joke around the other. Honestly, sometimes I wish it wasn't because then I would have never fallen for him. I put my things away into my locker and headed out to my car where my brother was sitting in the passengers side waiting for me.

"Why does it always take you so long to get out here?" he asked.

"Maybe it's because leaders are responsible for cleaning the sideline and have a ton more stuff to put away," I lied.

"Ugh. Whatever. Lets just go home, I'm starving!"

"You think you're the only one?" I asked as I started up my car and pulled out of the lot to go home and eat.