Clay's POV
"SUCK MY ASS!" I screamed behind me at Asher. "Can you not?" Levi said sassily, snapping his fingers in Z-formation. "Aca-scuse me?" I was totally taken aback by Levi's sudden confidence to talk to me like that. Who dis bitch think he is? Oprah?
"You heard it!" Levi bobbled his head. "You're a butt flap!"
"At least I don't look like the guy from the Hungry Howie's pizza boxes." Levi strutted away with a swing in his hips for every step he took. Who knew one could be so sassy and fabulous?
"Arielle!" Katie shouted from across the other side of the band hall. I had forgotten about how fab and sassy Arielle was. Who else was fab in band? Not Christian, not Armando either, definitely not Ashmore. I don't know, I give up.
"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Arielle and Katie sang as they passed by. "Shut up!" I yelled, stroking my totally fab bassoon that was painted gold and shimmered with pink sparkles, not to mention it had Hello Kitty stickers on it. I decorated it myself and I think I did a pretty fab job too. My sax was already decorated quite nicely, so I figured, "Why not get my bassoon like that too?"
"Why should we shut up?" Arielle asked, putting one hand on her hip. "Dicks", Arianna whispered in my ear. She'd came up behind me, but I hadn't notice. "Oh yeah, think about those all the time", I replied to her. "As for Arielle and Katie, you guys are horrible singers and should totes stop foreva."
"Eat my shorts", Arielle scoffed, walking away from the conversation. Katie ran over to the back of the band hall where Seth was. Love is icky. Just like my face! Wow!
Now I'm lonely again...
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The Band Bible
RomanceClay is a butt flap. Credit to Corey Shortt because he's a Covergirl.