The Band Bible

Chapter 7

"Leafy!" Arielle called out as she ran up to Levi. She told me to wait by the piano while she talked to Levi for me. I didn't really hear what she was saying considering that she was on the other side of the band hall. She's my sidekick though, so shouldn't I know about everything she does?

Once she came back, she had a bright smile on her face. "Levi wants the D", she giggled. "Oh good, I was getting lonely." I felt relieved, although I wasn't really sure if I could put up with a Frozen-singing ginger on heroine. He is on heroine, right?

"So what now?" I asked, looking around the nearly empty band hall. "I dunno, Levi's going to lunch", she replied. "I'm having second thoughts about Levi", I admitted, awkwardly scratching the back of my head. "What's wrong with Levi?" She rose her brow. "He's not my type."

"You have a type?" She chuckled. "Yeah, I do, and he's not it."

"What's your type then Mr. McCarty?" She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Bassoons, bassoons are my type."

"Well, that won't work. I could find you someone who'd be willing to act as a bassoon."

"How would you find someone to act like a bassoon?" I questioned. "I dunno, but can you at least try things out with Elsa over there for a day", she pointed with her chin to Levi who was standing on the stairs. "Fine."

"Okay, I'll see you later", she said, walking towards the door. "Wait! Why're you leaving so bassoon?!" I yelled out. "Bye dork", she waved.

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The next day I was in the band hall with Levi, and it became nothing but awkward silence. We'd talked a few times but we didn't have very much in common, or at least anything to talk about. That's when I tried laying some pickup lines on him.

"You can put your bassoon in my seat strap", I whispered. "What?" He chuckled.

"EW! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY IS THERE A CLUMP OF HAIR ON THE FLOOR?!" Arielle shouted. "What hair?" I walked over to her. "That hair", she pointed. On the floor there was a bundle of black hair sitting on the stairs.

"OH MY GOD! Somebody need to get their weave checked", she snapped her fingers. "You found my weave!" Shea began running, tripping over a saxophone case on the way here.

"I was looking for this!" Shea exclaimed, snatching the clump of hair from the floor. "Yo weave nappy as fuck", Arielle furrowed her eyebrows. "No it's not", Shea insisted, walking away from the both of us.

"Well, since that's out of the way, how's everything going with your new bae?" Arielle winked. "It sucks", I frowned. "Already?" She rose her brow. "Yeah, can I have a new bae?"

"Ugh", she groaned, grimacing at me. "Yeah, whatever", she rolled her eyes.