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I changed the name cause it makes a lot Of sense.

Oli's P.O.V.

After hours of band practice we got schedules and were whisked off to other things to study. I said bye to mike and looked to see where I go next. I read through the paper and found I was suppose to go to drum set studies. Cabin #5.

"I have no idea where that is," I mutter to my self. "What are you looking for?" a voice said from behind me. I nearly screeched but turned to look at the person. It was a grinning Victoria.

"You scared the shit out of me!" I exclaimed. She smiled apologetically. This place really needs more people like her. "I'm sorry. Where are you looking for?" she asked. "Drum Set studies." I said pointing to my list of studies. "Cabin 5."

She nodded and closed her eyes. She was silent for a few seconds then Answered, "Out the entrance, to the left. down the hill, its on the other side of the shower house." She smiled. She seemed proud of her self.

"How did you know that?" I wondered. How in the world can she just map out a place she never goes to. "I've studied here for 2 years now. I know everything." She smiled. This girl and I are going to be good friends. Smiling makes everything better. EVERYTHING. (smile more often. okay?)

"Thanks so much, Victoria?" I said hugging her. "Yeh, Oli?" she remembered. "Yep. see ya around." I walked away towards the entrance.

As soon as I made It to the entrance a boy my age sprinted in front of me in a flash and we collided. We both fell to the ground and a series of, "oh shit!" and "sorry" come from our mouths

I look up and see the blonde boy Luke from the road rage. He was scrambling to pick up my sticks and music. I bent down and picked up a silver flute that fell out of its case.

"Is this yours?" I ask holding out the instrument. He blushed. "Yeh, dot judge me. Flute is manly." we both laughed. "I'm Luke, and you look awfully familiar." Creases formed on his forehead as he tried to backtrack his life.

After a few moments he figured it out. "You called that woman a dyke at the red light!" he exclaimed realizing who I was. "Yeh, I'm Oli. I love flute by the way." I said handing it to him.

"I am pretty beast at a chromatic scale." he said chuckling. I laughed along with him and realized I had to get to class.

"I gotta go. I'm gonna be late." he handed my my stuff and I started running.

As I ran from Luke I heard him scream towards me, "Nice to meet you!!!" And I laughed.

I finally made it to my class everybody was sitting. The door creaked as I tried to sneak in.

I looked up and with horror in my eyes to see everybody was staring at me. Suddenly I got self conscious of how I looked and put my head down as I apologized.

"S-sorry I'm late." I stuttered. "It's fine. Just take a seat. I'm Jason and I'm your drum set instructor. Welcome to cabin 5."

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