The Mentor: 5SOS

Four

I drove to school the next morning, meeting up with Cohen and my other friend Trixie, but we call he Pixie, at my locker. Apparently we all got on! We were all talking and celebrating but stopped when we heard high heels clicking down the hallway. We all turned to see Rosemarie and her possy strutting through the corridor, I feel bad for the people in her grade. Luckily I'm a year older than her, giving me more authority over her, even though she doesn't even have an once of respect in her body. I'm sorry, but I just hate Rosemarie!

After she walked fully down the hallway, Cohen, Pixie and I resumed our conversation and made our ways to our classes, Cohen had Physics, Pixie had Biology, and I started my day off with a little bit of music.

In music, the class started off with vocal warm ups. When your in a musical school, about everyone can sing- except me. My voice cracked on about every note, making everyone stop and look at me. I have no idea how those 5 Seconds Of Summer boys are going to turn me into a rock star.

Speaking of which, Pixie got Katy Perry as her mentor, so she'll be going to America. Everyone in our friend group is being separated! Cohen goes to France, Pixie goes to America, Madi stays in England, and I go to Australia!

After the third time of me causing misery for everyone with my horrid singing, Mr. Hays told me that I could get out one of my instruments and practice those. I did a mini celebration dance and ran to my closet, carefully picking out Celia, my piccolo.

When we were all done with warm ups, Mr. Hays told the rest of the instrumental kids to get out get out their assigned instruments for the next song.

I looked at my song list and for this, Apparently I was playing drums. I kind of suck at drums, never really got the hang of them. Luckily, this song is pretty much just containing the basics. I've never really been able to play the drums or electric guitar, but I'm pretty good at other things like bass and flute. I mean, it weird cause I can play the acoustic guitar pretty well, but I just can't play the electric! Maybe I'm just thrown off by how different the sound is or how hard the strings are, I just can't play it.

"Hey, guys!" I walk over to me, Cohen, and Pixie's usual table in the back corner and sit down. 

"So.." Pixie started. "I guess this is our last lunch together for five more months." She said, dimly.

"But think about it, tomorrow we'll be eating with famous people." Cohen said hopefully, then everyone pretty much broke down.

"I love you guys!" I cried.

"I'll miss you!" Pixie sobbed. Cohen was crying so hard that he couldn't say anything, just nod at our gloomy remarks.

Later that lunch bell, Pix and I held up a mini mirror for each other so we could reapply mascara. Cohen just fanned his eyes so that they didn't look so bloodshot.

"Anyone doing anything tonight?" Pixie asked, fixing her pastel purple boy-cut hair and inserting a black headband behind her ears. Cohen and I shook our heads. "Wanna hang out? Do something fun?"

We both said sure.

"You guys can come to my house and we could watch movies and plan things out?" Cohen suggested, taking a bite of his sandwich. Pix and I both agreed.

After another three hours of torture, a.k.a school, we all met at Cohen's locker and I drove us, since Cohen and I usually drive together and Pixie takes the bus.

Our afternoon was pretty awesome: we rewatched season two of The Walking Dead, watched Finding Nemo, and then went out and swung on the swings in the nearby park.

"I feel like Madi should be apart of this evening." I sighed.

"Yeah, but we don't really know her, she really is just like your middle school friend." Pixie pointed out.

"I guess your right." I looked at my phone to check the time, 7:58. "Hey, guys, it's already 8:00 and I still have to pack, I say we meet up tomorrow in the school parking lot before the busses even get there." I say, staring blankly at the mulch on the ground. All three of us were on the same bus to the airport, we just have different flights.

"I second that." Cohen playfully raised his hand.

"Pix, want a ride?" I opened my car door.

"Why not?" She responded.

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Oh! I love this friendship! Don't you? Cause I do! (I know I've already said that I just think their cute best friends). Okay, bye.

-Sarah

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