So their was this boy in band to day.
He's in percussion with me, and in six grade.
So were marching to day in the gym.
He's a cymbal and I'm a Tenner.
And I'm in seventh.
We were going around the gym, doing the songs when Mrs. F stopped us.
She walked through the lines of us and came to a stop right behind me.
"Cameron, why are you starring at Sammy's butt?"
Now, tenners are very heave for a middle school girl, so I took them off (you have a harness that you can take off with the drum) and turned around.
"Why Cameron, were you looking at my ass?" I ask in a cold voice.
"I-i-i don't know." He stutters.
I turn to my friend Hunter Kimmel and snap at him,
"Your switching me!"
And that was how band class went!!
And think that I was where my favorite sweat pants.
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