Emily has a problem

The met love

Justin sighed. As his hard work on the met was never done. All the beeps. The sweat. It was so frustrating for him. He didn't even really like metronomes.
Suddenly, a short boy with hazel eyes glistening in the burning sun. Justin felt a strange feeling sweep across him. His heart was racing. Thump, thump, thump. The boy with the dark hair sat next to him. His name at was Jameson. Justins face went red.
"Hii..." Justin mumbled nervously. Jameson has always been so cool to Justin. Being in percussion and all. Jameson and Justin chatted for an hour. It got quiet for a bit, so Justin took his chance. He leaned in slowly. But as he was leaning in, Linda and Olivia walked over. Justin sighed mentally. The way Jameson looked at Olivia.. of course. He could never be into a mere clarinet like Justin. A cool percussionist only dates other cool percussionists like Olivia. Jameson got up and left. Justin will always just be the sad met guy. So he got up and shoved a drumstick up his butthole out of anger and depression and horniness.