Marching Band Girl

Marching Band Girl

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It's her first day in high school and she was already looking for after school activities. She thought she would like cooking club but that was pretty lame since she already knows how to cook. Then she tried cosmetology club but it still wasn't good enough for her. She came across the banner that said "Marching band" now that sounded interesting but she thought that she wouldn't be good at it, so she walked passed it. This is Novanna, she is a person that is mean to people but only if they mess with her to much then she becomes rude. She doesn't have much friends which she's fine with and love joining after school activities. She doesn't really talk about boys much, she does have her one eye on a boy name Arris. She doesn't have a crush on him or anything she just looks at him. I mean who doesn't like looking at handsome guys just to look at them? No crush or anything just looking. Read on to know about Novanna's story. {Warning: this may have contents that are mature read at own risk.}
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"And why is it you don't want to work with anyone in the band?" "I don't like anyone." I said simply. "And that is the point of doing this group activity. But now let me ask you two questions. One, Why do you put up with band if you don't like anyone? And Two, Why don't you like anyone else?" Ms. Emma asked me, leaning a bit forward in her seat meaning she expects an answer from me. "I put up with band because I love my grandma and she was always telling me to be a trumpet. She died about a year ago and I just want to honor her memory" I say looking down. "I'm so sorry Jace." Ms. Emma says, and I look up to see an emotion I hate. Empathy. I don't want her sympathy. So I changed the topic and answered the second question. "And I don't like the band because they all like her. The weirdo. She's always happy, always talking with everyone as if they are the most special person in the world, she's happy about playing more music than any of us needs to. She's so weird that it's like she's popular. She's not normal, not right. All I want to say is pair me up with anyone but her. I hate her, Ms. Emma." Ms. Emma just looks at me like I am the weird one. "And who, pray tell, is that Jace?" I was a little shocked she didn't know. Or maybe she did and she wanted to hear me say it. So I said her name just to make her happy. "Astrid." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jace Vaughn hates Astrid. All because she is weird. Or maybe he is jealous because of how "easy" her life seems to be. He's always getting bullied by his supposed loved ones, and his favorite person in the world left him unwillingly. When a band project and a few mean words make Jace and Astrid's fates intertwine, can Jace forget his hate and learn to be friends with a musically nerdy girl? and maybe, just maybe, can he learn to love again?

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