Makeshift Chemistry

Chapter 1

So.
There I was.
Sitting in the back of class, face-planted into my desk.
Because what else would I do?
Ew science class.
I sat up with a sigh, looking over at my best friend Benn. He was sitting across the room from me, holding his head in his hand out of boredom. I smirked softly and picked up my pencil. Heheheh. Die, Benn-
I chucked the pencil over most people to his row, ((while the teacher wasn't looking)) where it hit him in the side of the face. He let his hand drop to the desk and immediately turned to stare at me, raising his eyebrow like, 'Really?' I grinned and held up my hands, mouthing, 'I'm innocent!' He rolled his eyes and laid his head on the desk. I chuckled and picked up another pencil from inside the desk, aiming again. This time Benn looked at me, and just stared. I snickered and chucked the pencil, hoping to hit him in the face.
Oops.
I completely missed, hitting the kid who was sitting in front of him. The pencil hit the back of his head and then dropped to the floor. The kid, who was actually listening to the teacher- or it looked like he was- turned his head slightly to look in my direction. When he saw the horrified expression on my face, he glared slightly and shook his head with a sigh, leaning his head on his arms and hiding his face.
I bit my lip and looked at Bennett, who was currently having a silent laugh attack at me, trying to hold the noise in.
I glared and flipped him off, chuckling slightly. Well I felt pretty bad then. I didn't even know that guy's name. And he looked pretty miserable in the first place. But eh. What you gonna do.
When the bell finally rang for the end of the period, I flounced over to Benn dramatically.
"-Bennnnnnnnn~?" I sang, making a pleading face.
"Oh god. What-" He replied, looking vaguely annoyed.
"Skip class with meeeeeeeeeeeee~"
Benn looked like he was going to choke me.
"Why do you even ask? Did it look like I was gonna stay here anyways?" He replied with a soft laugh. I shrugged.
"I had to try. In case."
He rolled his eyes and walked out the doors with me following behind him.

Benn and I plopped down on a bench at the park in town. Because why not? Yay nature!
.-. Scratch that-
Yuck.
I'd rather sit in the basement on my Xbox. But if we went home too early, my mom would kill me.
Benn played on his phone for a few minutes before looking up at me with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Andy?"
"Yeah?" I looked over at him.
"What do you want to do when you're older?" I frowned slightly and thought for a minute.
"I don't know. What are you, my mom?" Benn snorted.
"No. Just answer me, damn it." I made an annoyed face at him and replied,
"I don't know. Something with music?"
"Like a band?" Benn suggested. I nodded. He nodded too.
"Me too." He said.
None of use said anything for a few minutes. Then,
"Andy? You sing right?" He asked, and I nodded.
"Yeah, and I'm pretty good at it if I do say so myself." I put on a fake superior look. So he punched me in the shoulder- like the retard he is.
"Ow!"
"Stop being a smartass."
He glared at me and I grinned.
"Anyways- why don't we start a band?" He continued. "We have nothing better to do anyways. I play guitar- we only need like three more people."
I paused and thought for a minute. I really liked the idea- I'd always wanted to have music as a career... or something.
"Yeah. I think it'd be awesome-" I replied, smiling now. Mwahahah. Evil plan coming together. Benn grinned.
"We could put an ad on the internet-" He suggested with a shrug. I nodded and kicked my feet against the bench excitedly. ((Don't ask.))
"YES." I pretty much yelled at him, making several people around stare at us. So naturally, I waved at them.
They just sort of looked at me and then looked away.
"Ruuuude." I scoffed, making Benn laugh softly.
"Well then-" I snorted.
"Anyways, yeah." He said. "We can go to my house and on my laptop- that way your parents won't know you weren't at school. My dad really doesn't give a shit." I fist-pumped. ((Don't judge me. I get hyper. -.-))
"LET'S GO-" I poked him in the eye and then ran off. He sat there, sighed, and shook his head before getting up and calmly following me.
"I've created a monster." He stated. I laughed and got behind him, bracing myself against his back and pushing him to try and make him go faster.
It didn't work. ;-;
I'm short.

Anyways, eventually we got to his house. No matter how long Benn took. -_-
We sat down at his computer, him pulling up an extra stool for me to sit.
He pulled up Microsoft Word and we both stared blankly at the cursor as it blinked slowly.
"Um-" He started.
"-what do we put on it...?" I finished. We both shrugged at the same time and turned to the computer, talking softly as Benn started to type.

Band Tryout-
Band-mates needed.
Guitarist, bassist, and drummer.
Saturday, June 9th at 67 Lockland St.
11AM- 6PM.
Bring your instrument. Except drums. :|
Andy- 999-671-0094
Benn- 999-676-2529

Benn and I sat back to read it over, satisfied with our work. We read it over and I grinned.
"High five." I held up my hand and he high-fived me, grinning as well.
"Awesome." He replied.
We posted the ad online and talked excitedly about our new band for like, hours.
Then I had to go home.
-_-
So that night I sat in my bed instead of sleeping like normal people, and thought.
This was going to be a long week.