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Chapter One: Why? We Don't Have To, Right?

I was close to my locker, with my besties friend, Ash. I was searching for my mainly aqua pencil case. My eyes were dipping up and down then left to right, for that stupid case. That's when I rolled over to Ash from one thought, that become true. I eyed him to see that right-there was my gold and aqua pencil case, tight grip in his left hand. That's when I started laughing out of nowhere.

"Emy, why are you laughing so hard. Was it from me having your pencil case, again." Ash joined in laughing with me.

"Ash, just got my pencil. It's the only thing I almost forgot because of you." I starting to snake that beloved pencil case out of his hand.

"Come on it's fine. I would give it to you at the end of drama. I didn't want you working on your homework like last week. You aren't going to do that his week or any other week." Ash was bansing his head back and forth.

"We don't talk about that, you got that." With the last part more anger. "I had to work on sheet music that time. You know that takes almost two million years to do. I needed as much time was I could. Now give me that pencil case, now!" I was crashing over his tiny arms.

"Okay, okay. Here you go and don't come and kill my arm. I need my arms from my flutes that are my children. Remember again you don't touch them, but you will touch them if you want me to teach you. I wouldn't touch your pianos in that way. Instruments are our children, all of us say that." He was remarking at me and softly placing my pencil case in my bag.

"Thank you!!! Also, I know what you are saying. I say it all the time, and all of us know that. Let's get going to drama before we're to late." I worked up to a jogging pace to the drama room.

"Emy wait for me; you got a head start. Wait!!" Ash was beginning to head up to me. I started running laster and laster.

There was only a number of seconds passed and we are at the drama room, that was on the other side of the school. When we got there we were about to fall on the ground; gasping for air.

I started to staring back at Ash and found him fixing his bookbag. He started looking at the door with a smile; get his hand running for the door. There-was-no-way-at-all, that he was going to get in there before me.

"Bro you aren't going to get in that room before me. I worked to get here before you, for one time." These was happening as my eyes were moving around in their holes. "I always get to the band room before you all the time, but I need to get here first at last ones, in our last year. I will let you get to the band room before me at least ones, deal?" I was uttering and got to the door handle. That's when our hands meet?

AN: These is a part of the first character (first page). Do you like these idea for a book? I am still working on these page and everything else I have for these. Hope you have a good day!!