I've always been jealous of Joan's sister. Not because I want to be like her, but because I wish my sister could be like her. Joan's sister,y/n, has a 4.2 GPA and takes all honors and advanced placement classes. My sister, Ziggy, is barely holding a 3.0 and she is in all regular classes. But y/n, Ziggy, Joan, and I are best friends. Ziggy and y/n are in their freshman year of high school and Joan and I are juniors. Joan and I met during band in 6th grade. She was a clarinet and I was an alto saxophone. I sat right behind her and during band class she would put her phone on her music stand, so I would text her since I had her number from the band group chat and she would open it and follow the directions which said, "Open your camera" and I would be making funny faces. And ever since then we've been best friends. We always hang out together just the four of us but sometimes Ziggy and y/n go off and do their own things. Right now we are all at a football game playing in the band. Ziggy and y/n just left to go get their xylophone. They both play percussion.
"Alright, Saxes and Clarinets go to the field!" our band director announced. I jumped down the bleachers and ran over to Joan.
"Hey! Have you been watching this game?" It's crazy!" she shouted. Honestly I wasn't watching the game. I was watching y/n and Ziggy.
"Yeah yeah! It's been nuts," I replied, my eyes darting around trying to find the two girls.
"Hey Cin, you good?" Joan asked, concerned.
"Yeah, I'm just looking for y/n and Ziggy."
Joan was silent for a second. "Look, I promise, y/n is ok. It was just another moment . I comforted her and so is Ziggy but y/n is in her element right now. She's fine. And I found them, they are over their setting up in the arc." She pointed to the edge of the field and the percussion was setting up in the center of an arc at the winds filed in around them. Y/n looked up, saw Joan, and smiled. I knew for right now that she was alright.
