Slowly Sinking

Uno

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Addison's POV:

I walk into the band room like normal. I observe the people in the room. There was barely anyone. It seemed like I was one of the first people to enter the room. Mrs. Hicks seemed to be in her office. I walk over to the cages and grab my flute from the inside of mine. The cage per usually was loud. Loud enough for Hicks go remove herself from her office.

"Hello!" Mrs. Hicks said with a cheerful tone. "Hi" I replied back, my tone was flat. Flatter than a pancake.

I sit down in my regular seat. I put my instrument together. I'm still getting use to playing the flute instead of a piccolo. Other people had started to flood in. The first person I see is Hayden. He had his Football jersey on.

Isn't there a football game like every Thursday? I think so. Well besides Fridays. I mean like Middleschool football. I think it's Thursday. Never seen Middleschool football dudes wear their jerseys on other days.

After everyone had entered the room. The bell rang for the first time. Mrs. Hicks was writing something on the board.

The writing said something about sight reading. So I guess we're doing that today. I heard something fall behind me. I look back to see Hayden looking around for something. I look under his seat to see his phone.

I try to get his attention by snapping my fingers. It worked. "Your phone is under your seat." I calmly say.

Hayden reached down and grabbed his phone. "Thank you" He smiled at me. Oh my god- that made my heart melt.. How does one remove this feeling?

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Help I got bored and Addison kept bothering me to publish it. 😒‼️‼️