The Band Bible

Chapter 5

"Things didn't work out with Kaydee, right?" I said, laying a hand on Arielle's shoulder. "Right", she nodded. "Don't touch me either nigga", she shrugged my hand off of her.

"Well, who's available? I can't handle being alone!" I grasped her shoulders and shook her continuously. "Calm your penes, and I just told you not too touch me", she gave a scowl. "So, have you found anyone then?" I asked, releasing my grasp from her shoulders.

"Yeah, Leafy over there just broke up with his boyfriend", she pointed to Levi with her chin. "But Levi said I look like the guy from the Hungry Howie's pizza boxes", I whined. "That's because you do, and I think it'll be interesting for you. You've never been with anyone like him before."

"And if this doesn't work out?" I rose an eyebrow. "Then we're moving on to Corey", she smiled. "Why?!" I snarled. "Just shut up and let it happen", she rolled her eyes. "Fine, and after that?"

"Why're you being such a whore?" She asked, crossing her arms. "If anyone's the whore it's you. I know you're naked under those clothes!" I laughed. "Well anyways, after Corey is Asher. Also, I found the mastermind behind your nude-leaking."

"WHO SENT MY NUDES?!"

"It was Cameron", she said blankly. "What? Of all people? Why would Cameron have my nudes and why would he send them to people?" I interrogated. "Dunno, that's what I'm trying to figure out, and hey, if I get this thing together maybe you can try things with Cameron too", she smiled. "What?! Why?!"

"Because why not?" She replied, throwing a hand on her hip. "I have a question for you", I bit my lip. "How do you know that these people will be into me?" I asked, looking down at the floor. "As Kaitlyn Cook told me before, everyone already considered you the new heartthrob at band camp", she responded, raising one of her eyebrows.

"Oh god, you just had to bring that up, didn't you?" I sighed, looking around the band hall. It all seemed a bit strange to me. Why was this even happening? "You're questioning all of this", she smirked. "What? How do you know that?" I scoffed.

"I just know, Clay, I just know", she insisted and sassily walked away, leaving me alone to still question all of this.

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"Areola!" I called out as I waltzed into the locker room. "What is it?" Arielle asked. She didn't look like she was doing anything productive. She just sat on the counter and let her feet dangle.

"I think you should give me a legit nickname", I suggested. "But I've been calling you playdoh", she snarled. "I don't want that as a nickname. That's been my nickname since like the third grade."

"What about Hungry Howie?" She offered. "No I am Hungry Howie, therefore my nickname can't be that", I shook my head at her. "Then it's faggot. Take it or leave it", she shrugged. "Fine", I sighed. "Did you talk to Cameron?" I questioned, taking a seat on the counter next to her. "No, he told me that he was busy and that he was gonna ignore me until he was done", she answered.

"What was he so busy with?" I inquired. "He was filing his nails, but I kinda took his nail file and broke it and so now he really won't talk."

"That's just fantastic", I rolled my eyes. "I think if I persuaded him it would work though", she smirked. "Persuade him how?" That look on her face already told me that shit was bout to happen. "I'm gonna get him a male stripper!" She exclaimed. "A male stripper? But he's dating Katie", I noted. "What's your point jolly green giant?"

"Well I assumed he was into the ladies", I spoke quietly. "That nigga is a rainbow. Male strippers aren't too hard to find either in this band hall. I could name three off the top of my head", she explained. "Well, whatever weird plans you have, I sure hope they work. People can't just get my nudes and send them! That's bunk!"