Secret alliances

0.2

Emerson: hey did James tell you about the movies thingy
Meera: yeah he did
Meera: I'm so excited
Emerson: sameee
Emerson: do you know what time and what day?
Meera: no but lemme ask

I asked James really fast about the details and then put my phone away, trying to finish the rest of my solfège assignment.

It was Friday so we didn't have much to do in choir, the beginners choir had a regional assessment, so instead of the honors choir having rehearsal, we just had to do a simple assignment and then it was free period for an hour and a half.

Finishing the last line of solfège in that piece, I tucked it into my folder and put the folder back in its slot.

James replied, asking if we could go tomorrow at two in the afternoon. I said I was fine with that and then told Emerson as well.

Music started flowing from my AirPods and I leaned back against the wall, ready to take a fat nap. That essay for English took way longer than it should have, I lost about three hours of sleep trying to finish that.

"Honors choir," Ms. Hess called, "Guys, I think your class might have to move to the library because we have another beginners choir joining us for warmups."

"That's alright Ms. Hess," Kate replied, motioning for us all to get up.

There were only about ten of us here today, the rest of the kids in my class had to go to theatre rehearsals for some show and a few had Latin exams.

I headed to the back of the library where the  tables were spread out. There was also a huge projector screen, behind that was an empty patch with beanbags with a bookcase display tucked further back. Claiming a beanbag, I adjust my music and lean back in the beanbag.

"Ah," a voice interrupted my quiet time. "Fancy seeing you here," I peeked with one eye.

Fuck.

"I can't even enjoy one class without you parading into that too!" I harrumphed. "The one class I don't have with you too,"

"Nice to see you too," He chuckled, pulling a beanbag next to mine and plopping down in it. "Are you trying to sleep?"

"Yes," I mumbled, half asleep, my head lulling to the side.

"You'll hurt your neck sleeping like that, Meera."

I heard before weight crashed on my beanbag next to me, my head dropping on clothed bone.

A voice surrounded me, enveloping me almost. It was like being underwater and hearing muffled sounds.

"Okay, wake up sunshine," Wes called, lulling me out of sleep. I rubbed my under eye, trying not to smudge my mascara. "Here are your AirPods, they fell out a while back. Also you have five minutes before the bell rings. I hope you remember that we have a test in sociology today,"

"Shit, that's today?" I groaned.

"I was studying for the past fifteen minutes," Wes replied smugly, invoking annoyance from me.

"Good for you Wessy," I rolled my eyes, "I will get a better score without studying for it."

We bounced to our feet and made our way to the front of the library. 

The health room was kind of empty when we got there but James was in his usual seat.

"Hey James," I called, hoping for a response back. I didn't get one because Mason had decided to walk in at that moment, but he waved and gave me a smile. I guess we can work with that.

Soon enough our whole class piled in along with Emerson and the back row was making ruckus. "Yo, settle down back there," our teacher called. "You guys get ten minutes to study and then we take the test, got it?"