Despicable Band

Despicable Band

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Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Everybody has movies or read books about the populars, the nerds, the actress, or the chorus club. But have you heard about the band geeks... I thought so. My name is Calypso Williams. But you can call me Calli. I have short blonde hair and hazel eyes. I'm about 5,6. I know tall for a 13 year. I also have big fat nerd glasses. I play Alto saxophone and the Bari saxophone. So yes. I'm a band geek. My name is Anabel Hunter. But you can call me Ana. I have light brown hair that goes to my shoulders and brown eyes. I'm about 5,3 and pretty short for a 13 year old. I have black and pink glasses. I play the clarinet and the bass clarinet. So yes. I'm a band geek. Most people think that band people are losers or quiet. Clearly they have never seen us in a class room. Cause we are loud. Very loud. Sometimes days are normal for us. But other days, there's always a little twist. And that ladies and gentlemen. Is called band geeks.
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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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