Jetlag

chapter 3

Okay. I'm a total failure. I immediately left the room and go to my next class, music. This is my favorite part of the day. I get to express myself through the thing i love the most--playing the drums. I quickly slapped myself for remembering that my drumsticks look so crappy and it's embarassing to get them out. Oh, lucky me. The school already provided sticks. Joy.

"alright everyone. Places" our teacher yelled at a group of students and they started to go to their instruments. I sat behind the drums and closed my eyes for a moment and breathe in some air. "each of you must show off the talent you've got so i can grade you all accordingly. This is a surprise recitation ya know" Mr. Flynn started to say and some groaned and some cheered. "let's start with you, Mr. Irwin" he said and points his clipboard to me. 'get ready to be mind-blown Flynn' i thought to myself. I adjust myself and put the earmuffs on. "1,2,3,4!" i shouted and started to play my very own piece, try hard. I closed my eyes--concentrating on what im doing. After playing the whole song, i open my eyes to see Mr. Flynn holding out his phone infront of me. "what's that?" i asked rather too rudely. Did he just took a photo of me? Let alone a video? What's this old man up to? He put his phone back to his pocket and turned to evreyone. "okay everyone, classes dismissed." he said and they all cheered. I'm left there confused sitting behind the drums and shook my head slightly. "i think imma go now" i said to Flynn awkwardly. "you know Mr. Irwin--" i cut him off "you can call me Ash" i said. "thanks for the offer. Mr. Irwin i might know someone who can help you nourish your talent" he emphasized on the word nourish and he didnt acknowledge what i said about my name. "thanks but no thanks Mr. Flynn. I already have a battle of the bands to win and i work 8 days a week." i refused his offer and i emphasized on the word Mr. "i just wanted what's best for you. Have it your way then" he dismissed cooly. I already have an amazing band and i dont want to be away from them so his offer wont get to my subconscious. I went to the cafeteria to get my food. On second thought, i dont wanna eat. As i was about to head to the back of the school, i saw Luke, Cal and Mike on their way to me. "hello guys" i greeted them. "hey Ash. We've been looking all over for you" Mike said, looking concerned? "oh. Well here i am!" i cheered, trying to keep the mood light. "see, there'salways been something we want to tell you.." Luke started saying. Oh no, please be good. Please be good. "we think your playing of drums is a bit uhh ya know, crappy.." Cal trailed off. WTF are they talking about?! Are they kicking me off the band?? Oh no. Oh no. "please dont say you're kicking me out. Oh no. Please dont. I'll try to be better" i start to freak out. "we're sorry but we have to do this.." Luke said while leading me to my locker...

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Yeah cliff hanger haha!!