Friendship bracelet

1: band class

(In Tobi's pov) Monday, April 3rd, 2022: the sun was beaming down through the car window hitting my eyes to where I could barely see and it was 97 degrees outside in downtown San Francisco so you could imagine my pain. only two more months of school and then everyone was free. to most people, it's a huge deal to me it felt pointless. summer is just another season just during summer I sweat my balls off and can barely skate without almost dying from heatstroke. I get out of the car stuffing my shit into my backpack "bye dad" I wave to him closing the car door he gives me a dad wave and I walk past the crowd of teens.

the emos the vsco girls the theater dorks and AH there it is the holy grail of high school peeps THE BAND NERDS. dressed in my baggy jeans and rando zip-up hoodie from my closet I sat in front of kina best friend since 1st graded and
my bandmate she plays drums behind me and I play clarinet "hey who d'you have for math?" I turned to kina while unpacking my Clarinet "ms Reid" "SHIT" I definitely accidentally screamed that but thank god Mr. Allens didn't hear me...everyone else definitely did tho "good morning class I know you all HAAAATE that band class is at the beginning of the day.." I
blanked out not listening because who the hell listens in band class I just start playing my thingy when I get the okay from mr sweat stains seriously he's so weirdly sweaty anyways class has FINALLY ended thank god "okay I'll see you at lunch because I'm sitting outside again" I  yelled to kina turning around to wave to her bye I turn back and all of a sudden "OH SHIT"

I smack into the ground falling over a bag sitting on the floor and getting tangled on a chair "Jesus Christ" I pull myself onto my knees where I see a few laughing "ok shows over I almost broke my dick" I say to myself "oh crap you good" I hear a soft voice from behind me it was this skinny kid sorta short wearing a red sweater and some vans his hair was all messy and he seemed quiet "sorry about that" he let out a chuckle and picked his bag up from under my feet "so it was you who almost made me break my neck" I said to him adjusting my hoodie "yeah sorry I'll pay for your uh broke dick" he said laughing "I'll pay for my blood on
your backpack" we both laugh and walk out of class "so you're in band ?"

"Yeah I play trumpet," he said stuffing books and pencils into his bag "ah so you're the loud one in the back," I asked a pretty dumb question though seeing as we're all loud "haha yeah us wind players don't really have air control so we just scream into the tube thing, by the way, is your face good " "yeah Nah I'm good don't sweat it thanks tho" he shakes his head and we sit in silence for a sec "OH SHIT I have art uh what's your name by the way ?" "Oh, it's Ivan" he smiled "sweet I'm Tobi I'll see you tomorrow ?" "Yeah sounds good" he smiled and walked away "WAIT IVAN" I ran after him in the hall trying to catch my breath he stood there staring at me like I just told him I'm Obama "you-you got a pen?" I said out of breath he laughed "yeah I got you" he handed me a pen and I grabbed his hand "here" I scribbled my Instagram onto his hand "that's my insta I'll see you tomorrow in-band" I smiled and walked away I definitely just stole a boys pen