Lessons

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Me and brad got here early as there was no traffic, so he went for a not so secret pig out and I decided to have a go at creating a beat on Tristan's drum kit. As I have no musical talent whatsoever the beat I was creating was terrible and I forgot it after a minute. Brads the pride and joy of this family and I'm the brains, science geek. So instead of a beat I just went crazy like when rock drummers do their solos, making as much noise as possible. Right at that moment tristan came in and shouted "no no no! Let me teach you" I couldn't resist that (I've had a secret crush on him for ages!), he shooed my off the seat then sat me on his lap and took hold of my wrists. He started off with a simple 4 beat pattern and then added to it, I loved the sound of his drums and always have done. Through out the "lesson" I learned nothing, I was to busy day dreaming and worrying whether tristan could see me blushing!

"TRISSY" brad obviously knew that this amazing beat wasn't me, and came rushing in with a mouthful of crisp. "BRADDY BEAR" tristan shouted, causing me to wince and make brad giggle like a girl, tristan tapped my shoulder indicating me to get off but before I could he kissed my cheek. That's when I turned to a tomato and had to go into the kitchen lying that I needed a drink.

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