- - ONE WEEK LATER - -
Math. The bane of all retards and lazy intellectuals.
I got finished quickly, though, and spent the whole time texting Mia.
A paper lands directly on my phone, causing me to look up and see the technicolor burnout waving me over while his partner has a weird expression on her face that I don't bother deciphering.
I walk over with a small sigh. I catch Reed saying something about Honesty as I get closer.
Weird.
When I get close enough, Reed takes another chair and puts it in Trish's other side before taking a big pull from whatever is inside his thermos.
Definitely not coffee.
Trish: Hey, Drake!
Why's she so happy?
Drake: 'Sup guys? Need something?
Trish: Nah, just wanted to chat a bit since we got the time.
Consider my guard raised.
Drake:....Sure.
Reed: Imma let you get to whatever...gonna go for a refill...
He shakes the thermos and heads for the door.
What's in that anyway?
Reed: Don't ask...
Fair.
Trish: So...Drake...You and Fang?
Drake:....What about 'em?
Trish: They've been talking about you.
I'm briefly overtaken by a warm feeling, but it leaves as suddenly as it appeared.
Drake: Cool. Hopefully good things.
We talk pretty regularly in Science. Naser was right about her being a good person once you get to know her.
I showed her my Mixing App and even let her listen to a few of the beats I crafted. Not THAT one, though.
Drake: Does this have something to do with the mixes i showed her?
Trish: Er...Yeah, it was. What exactly are you talking about with them?
Drake: She bet that I knew nothing at all about music, so I showed her I did.
She raises an eyebrow.
Trish:...Right.
Drake: Why ask? Something wrong?
Trish: Where'd you learn that?
My brother introduced me, but I taught myself.
Drake: Self-taught.
Trish: Ever thought of being a Producer?
Ah. I see. She smells an opportunity. Fair.
Drake: I've been leaving my options open lately, but the thought has occurred to me.
Trish: Fang said you were good. Be grateful, cause she never compliments anyone.
Drake: Why the sudden interest?
Go ahead and ask.
Trish: I was wondering if you'd produce for our band.
There we go. Pros: I get to hang with Fang and Reed. Cons: I have to hang with Trish....
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NOWHERE TO GO, BUT UP <|Snoot Game X OC|>
FanfictionA human high schooler transfers from his old school, Rock Bottom, to Volcano High, which is a school populated majorly by Saurians. Who's to say how he'll adjust, but you know what they say about rock bottom... "There's nowhere left to go, but up."
