"Well er. Hi. Um so you see my sticks......my drums sticks. Cani have them back please." I begged in the nicest voice I could muster. He looked at me with his eyes shining with amusement.
"If you can reach them sweetheart" he said slyly. And casually lifted his arm holding my drum sticks up. "Come on babe."he said with a wink which I barely noticed. I eyed my drum sticks for a good minute. My poor babies are getting handled by a stranger!!!! What if the never trust me again....
"I'm not a puppet. Give me my god dam drumsticks before I kick your ass." I hissed eyeing his every movement.
"Awh. Your adorable thinking you can hurt me." He teased. Moving his free hand and poking my nose. Before he could move his hand I grabbed it twisted it and moved him so his back was facing me and his arm twisted a little and is behind his back.
"Hope to see you tomorrow babe." I said with a teasing tone at the end. I quickly grabbed my drum sticks outta his hand, running to my backpack and throw it on my back as I ran down the hall. Once I exited the building I stopped and looked around before sighing. Then slowly started walking to the park to do homework.
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General FictionMelody a lonely teenager. With her only real 'friends' being music. Because in her world you don't need anyone or thing else right.
