I get back to school after dinner for band practice. I survive through practice, clean and put away my bass drum, and say bye to all my friends there. After my usual after band practice routine, I start to walk to my truck. As I am walking to my truck, I hear an annoying little giggle. I knew exactly who it was, I look over at the other cars in the parking lot. I see James' truck. Football practice ended almost two hours ago. I keep walking to where I can see the passenger side of his truck. Natasha is leaning against the door and James is standing right in front of her, and definitely closer than needed. I'm just not in the mood for any of this. I keep walking, but at a faster pace than before and slam my truck door closed. I roll down my windows in my truck. I know exactly what song to play outside my windows. I turn on the song "Take It Out On Me" by Florida Georgia Line. I drive straight past the both of them and they look at me. Natasha had an annoying little smirk on her face, but James looked like he has seen death. I bet he is mentally cursing himself and trying to figure out how to make it better. I look at him straight in the eyes, then look forward and drive out of the school parking lot. I get home to my sleeping parents watching tv. Mom is on the couch and Dad is on the recliner chair. "Mom, Dad, I'm home, go to bed." They both move a little then continue their sleep. I will just wake them up after I take a shower. I walk into my room, throw my band bag on the floor, grab my towel, and head to the bathroom to take my shower. As I'm in the shower feeling the warm refreshing water run over my hardworking, sweaty body I get after band practice, I think about so much. James. How could he keep doing this? I know he isn't the smartest guy around, but he honesty isn't that stupid to know not to get that close with another girl when he has a girlfriend. Natasha. I have so many words I could call her and say about her, but I don't use that kind of language. After so many other thoughts swirling throughout my brain, one surprises me. Kiall. The Tree of Life. I want to know more about him. He seems like a very nice guy. I finish washing myself off after my 30 minute or longer shower. I brush my teeth and hair, then get in bed to get enough sleep to get me through the day tomorrow.
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