"You're leaving?" I ask, terrified, "You just got here!"
"Sorry dude." Jeff shrugs, "College is important to me and it's not like you say you wanna go pro."
That stings a little, a year ago I was so sure that my other band would make it, then they all quit, all of them at once made the decision that they didn't want that life.
Moving made it worse, I had scrambled all these guys together, I had written songs like mad and gotten gigs and did everything in my power to recapture that surety.
And now I had been called out on failing.
"Sorry dude, I gotta do this."
And then he was gone.
My eyes sting.
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Подростковая литератураHey… is it hi or hey? REFERENCE HELL YEAH. Ok so this story is basically entirely references wrapped up into the story of a music nerds junior year… totally punk rock