The Concert

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Same day: Concert Day

~~~~~~~Music class~~~~~~~

" Mickey!" I laughed as i shoved him aside, squishing the two of us onto one chair. 

" Mickey?" He questioned my namings.

" Thought Mikey wasn't enough." I shrugged.

" What does that mean!?! Is my name not enough for you!" He 'cried' and put a hand on his heart.

" No, hun, you're perfect the way you are. The best damn wife I ever had." I laughed at him.

" Eh. I'll take what I can get." He smiled, until Frank got here.

" Hey Fronkeh." I said like Shrek calls donkey

" Hey Ray-Ri-Ran.....okay you win." He gave up when he couldn't think of a nickname.

" Ugh, hold on, I have to go get my bass." I groaned and looked through the storage closet. Mr.Benz lets me use the storage closet, instead of the instrument closet, because I'm his favorite.

I pulled my deep blue bass out of my case and sat down on a chair.

" Crap, it's out of tune." I pouted at the loose strings. I hate tuning, it's so hard.

" Here, gimme." Mikey took my bass out of my hands and tuned it for me.

" Thank you, Mickey." I said all girly.

" That's not fair." He pouted.

" What isn't"

" I don't get to call you a cool nickname."

" I don't want a nickname."

" Im calling you Ray."

" I sound like a boy!"

" Too bad! I sound like a mouse for little children!" 

" But you're my mousey!" I giggled.

" At least you're not a fucking donkey." Frank laughed.

" Oh, shush Fronkeh you love it!" I playfully slapped his arm.

" Bleh." He stuck his tongue out and joined us with his guitar.

" Okay, today, let's just practice on some group sheet music." Mr.Benz sleepily handed out sheet music for Viva La Vida by Coldplay.

" Hey, tonight's going to be great!" Frank smiled at me.

" Yeah, nobody ever stops here unless, you know, their car broke down and it'll take a couple days to fix." I laughed.

" I just hope it doesn't rain." Mikey pouted.

" It's New Jersey. Of course it's going to rain." I laughed.

~~~~later~~~~

I checked downstairs to make sure Dad wasn't home. Working late has never  come in handy as much as it does now.

I had an hour to spare, so i Skyped Kat to see what's up with her.

" Hey, I heard you're not coming :(" I sent the message, seeing that she was online.

" Wow, you finally caught on"

" Why not."

" It's lame. And Skylar's taking everyone to the rollerskating rink. Im invited."

" Since when do you hang out with th Barbies?"

" Since I realized the kind of people I should be around." that last message hit me  hard like bricks.

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