Chapter 11

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Luke's p.o.v

I was in Music class with Michael. Calum and Ashton both have yearbook this period. Our teacher Mrs.Dawson said she had to talk about something.

Mrs.Dawson: So class your next assignment is to get into groups and make your own band. You will make a song and perform it at the school's talent show in November.

Class: Nooo!

Mrs.Dawson: Form your groups now please.

Michael: Luke who should be in our band?

Luke: I don't know. I wish Calum and Ashton were in this class.

Michael: Yeah that would make our lives a lot easier.

Luke: I guess we can just wait until everyone forms their groups and then take whoever is left.

Michael: Ok.

We waited just like I planned and looked to see who was left. We were the only 2 left.

Mrs.Dawson: So Luke and Michael since this project requires bands of 4 you can just ask 2 of your friends to join your band if you want.

Luke: Ok

Michael: When I went over to Calum's house I saw that he had a bass. 

Luke: Great. I don't think Ashton plays an instrument though.

Michael: Maybe he can just come in at lunch and try them out.

Luke: Ashton can be a jerk though. If we have to practice but there was football practice he wouldn't show up.

Michael: We should probably ask them though.

Luke: Yeah.

The bell rang which meant school was over. I said goodbye to Michael and went to my locker. As I was grabbing my things Ethan came up to me.

Ethan: Hi.

Luke: Hi.

Ethan: I'm not doing anything tonight so lets go on a date. I will pick you up at 7.

Luke: Ok. I love you.

Ethan: Yeah bye!

I watched Ethan walk away with the other jocks. I was surprised. Ethan hasn't asked to go on a date with me since my birthday 3 months ago. Ethan has also been more aggressive lately. When I started hanging out with Michael and Calum he would say things. He would call Calum a freak and Michael a druggie. I mean yeah Michael smokes weed a lot but at least it is not meth or something worse. He just thinks they are a bad influence and that I should be hanging out with people who have more money. I closed my locker and walked to the locker rooms. I go changed for football and went to the field. When I got there we were warming up. At this point I wish I could just quit football and fully do music. My family would kill me though. Every guy in my house since my great grandpa has played football. I hate it. Even if I did quit football what would they do about it? it's not like they would kick me out over it.

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