Problems that non-band kids have befriending band kids
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Ok so basically this thing that I'm writing is what we "normal" kids in HS that aren't in band that don't like what band people do,,,,,plz don't get offended and rant in the comments saying that I don't know the band life and how it's so lit, I've heard that so many times lmao!!! This is written for fun and so that other people in HS can relate to. Btw it's 2 POV's
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