{trigger warning}
{this also probably made no sense it was one of my first imagines and I got to the point very quickly and so it's pretty bad. Most of the imagines throughout the book is just bad, and I don't feel like fixing it sooooooo}
It was just like any other free period I was walking into the schools music room to practice.
I got my clarinet and pulled it out and put it together, hoping no one would ever see or hear my play besides my band.
I got a stand and pulled out my book and played a g minor scale, then practiced our parade songs.
Once I was done I put my clarinet back in its case and saw the piano.
I walked over to the piano and started playing a little bit of 'how to save a life' and sang to it.
"Step one you say we need to talk she walks you say sit down its just a talk, she smile politely back at you, you stare politely right on through. Some sorta window to your right, as she goes left and you stay right, between the lines of fear and blame you began to wonder why you came, where did I go wrong I lost a friend somewhere in the bitterness and I would have stayed up with you all night, had I known, how to save a life. Let him know that you know best cause after all you do know best, try to slip past his defense without granting innocence. Lay down a list of what is wrong, the things you've told him all along and pray to God her hears you, and I pray to God he hears you, where did I go wrong I lost a friend somewhere along in the bitterness, and I would have stayed up with you all night had I known how to save a life. As he begins to raise his voice, you lower yours and grant him one last choice, drive until you loose the road, or brake with the ones you follow. He will do one of two things, he will admit to everything, or he'll say it's just not the same, and you'll begin to wonder why you came, where did I go wrong I lost a friend somewhere in the bitterness, and I would have stayed up with you all night, had I known, how to save a life." And I finish off.
I barely heard the door open, there stands all the cheerleaders and jocks.
"Hah you suck." One of them said. "You call that singing, more like screeching." Says another one.
I open my mouth a rebel back "I know I can't sing, but thanks hoes."
They scoff close and walk onto the field.
I check the time to see what time it is, my phone read 1:30.
My eyes grew wide as I knew I was late to gym.
I grab my band book and clarinet and put my clarinet in the instrument room, and I run and put on my soccer gear and uniform.
I put makeup on my scars and run to the soccer court, this week it's girls vs guys.
I see all the jocks and cheerleaders on the bleachers and I see my crush Zach, yes Zach Clayton. I also see my best friend, Noah.
I look at him with a scared face, and he looks at Zach and the others and gives me a thumbs up.
The soccer coach gives the team a pep talk and we get ready to play.
The coach puts the ball down and blows the whistle.
My friend Marissa happens to get the ball, so I know she's about to pass it to me.
"Y/N" I heard Marissa scream and kick the ball to me.
I run to the other goal and kick it, the ball flys in the air and the goalie miss' the ball and it goes into the net.
I hear screaming, and it's coming from my friends, who decided to show up.
