6. I don't wanna play with him.

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"What happened to you?" I ask Maddy, who's sulking in the driver's seat as I get into her car to go to school the next morning.

"Tyler and I didn't get to have sex last night because his nosy little brother reported us to his mom. I felt like killing him at the moment." Maddy pouts.

"Things were starting to get interesting between Ty and I when the little brat barged in to the room and started screaming, 'Mommy, big brother's on top of Maddy, and they're naked!'" She yells like a baby.

"Oh my god!" I start laughing, hysterically.

"It's not funny, Lennie. Today we're gonna try again at my place, since mom and dad are in god knows where, doing god knows what," she pauses. "Tonight we're gonna try missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, sixty-nine, greek——"

It takes me a while to register what Maddy's saying. When I do, my face scrunches up in disgust and I start hitting her on her shoulder, hard, causing her to laugh.

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Maddy and I are hit by the usual rusted smell of brass and the sound of tuning instruments as we enter the band room.

When we drove past Deon's house in the morning, his car wasn't parked in the driveway, so I assumed he must have left early.

"Maddy and Lennie's here, Mrs. Davis!" Someone yells from a corner. Mrs. Davis who's talking to the band leader—Alison, turns around and struts over to us.

"Oh, thanks goodness you guys are here. I was just about to announce the partners for this year's winter musical. Go take your seats in your respective sections."

"Um, Mrs. Davis? Could I talk to you for a second?" Maddy asks, as I wave at her and walk towards the saxes, before taking a seat in the front row.

"So you're with Deon now?" Someone says from behind me, making me jump. I turn back to come face to face with Jessica, who's glaring at me as if I stole her boyfriend, which is ridiculous because she's the one who stole mine.

"No, I'm not," I reply, plainly.

"I saw you flirting with him the other day. You do know he's a player, right? He's just looking for girls to play around with." Oh...

"Jess, do I look like I care? I don't even like him." Which is a half-assed lie, because I definitely have feelings for him even though I try not to give into them.

"You're fucking with me right?" I cringe when I here the venom in her voice. "Anybody a mile away could tell that you like him judging by the way you were talking to him."

"Do you hear yourself right now? You sound like a jealous bitch. You can have him all you want, because I'm not interested in him."

"We'll see about that, Lennie." Jessica hisses before Mrs. Davis clears her throat, loudly.

"Alright, students, now listen up," she pauses and looks around the room to make sure she's got everyone's attention. "As y'all know of the Winter Musical our school's music club organizes each year, I thought of getting straight to the point. Our band leader, Alison, and I have been thinking about appointing each person a partner since y'all have been performing as groups for the past five or six years." At that, the chattering restarts.

"Now now, students, you don't need to worry. Every pair needs to come up with a new song or a creative piece of music. Out of y'all, five pairs will be chosen to perform———"

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