Chapter 9

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So I went to the library the next day only to find that no one was there for detention. What the hell Brendon?!?!?

All of the sudden I see him over in the corner of the library. Man he was so great when he was quiet. What the hell SARA?

I walked over there hoping to be unnoticed but he grabbed my arm. "What do you want Brendon?"

"Help!"

I looked down to see that he was doing. Algebra. I hated algebra. He must suck at it because that was 8th grade work.

"Please?"

"What the hell" I said unfazed I sat down and started to show him how to do it. He wasn't that bad but man he was definitely behind in math.

After that he told me that this was his last year in band. Whatever Brendon I don't care. I'm in orchestra don't need your marching band crap.

"Could you help me with something band related?"

"Sure!"

"Could you teach me how to march?"

"Sure. But for a price!"

"How much is the god damn price?"

"A date!" He said either the most serious face I've ever seen him make. No way in hell am I going to go on a day with him. But Sara you have to take a different elective next year or you have to take PE. I sighed.

"Fine. But nothing to fancy okay? I mean like IHOP okay!"

"Cool beans!"

"But you can't tell Josh he'll get angry."

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