Band Geek.
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I sat around in my room. 'Crap, I left my band stuff and music at school!' I located Mr. Smith's phone number from my backpack which was one of the two places I put important stuff, and was walking downstairs when I ran straight into the wall. I proceeded down the steps, rubbing my head as I tried typing in the number. Tried, because when you're dizzy, you tend stumble down stairs a lot. Eventually, I got the number in and grabbed my bag.
(Me-) "Hey, it's Julia, can you unlock the band hall door?
(Him-) "Um... OK sure."
That sounded a little off, but I just shrugged and had my brother drive me to the back of the school, where another entrance to the band hall was and it was propped open by a music stand. I waved goodbye to my brother, telling him to pick me up in an hour. Once I stepped in, I couldn't see anybody. But suddenly, an all too familiar face walked in with a can of soda.
"L-Lisandro?"
"Yep. Hello again Julia."
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"W-Where's Mr. Smith?" he tilted his head confused. "Is he supposed to be here?" I looked around, we were the only two people here. "Y-Yeah. I texted h-him." Lisandro laughed a little. "Well, actually, you texted me. Can I see the number?" I handed over the slip of paper as he scanned it. "Yeah, you were given my number apparently." I thought it over, and took out my phone. Isn't it always a great place to store important documents as well? Opening it revealed Mr. Smith's actual phone number, and I remember I hit my head. "I guess I got confused on where I put the paper, but then, why was your number in my backpack? He shrugged and smiled. "Well, either way, I could still help you with your part." that seemed kinda sketchy, but if it WAS a rape attempt, never underestimate the power of a swift kick to the balls, and I did need help with this piece. "OK, sure." so, the lesson began.
~•~(Lisandro's POV)~•~
I eyed her warily. 'How the heck did she get my number?' I didn't plan this, but it's not like I wanted to do algebra homework anyway. 'Gotta be cool...' I grabbed my drum sticks and music as I breathed in deeply. 'Who am I kidding? I'm nervous. But the question is, why?' Oh well. At least I knew there was a spare key under the mat since Mr. Beachum typically loses his. Anyways, I guess I'm gonna tutor her. Ya know, musically, since I can't really think of anyone better suited for the job.
Julia was actually pretty good, (but I'm still first chair d=(´▽｀)=b) which impressed me. I set down the empty soda can and continued watching her perform the piece. I figured I'd mess with her a bit and pulled up a chair directly in front of her, staring her straight in the eyes. She scoffed as she neared the end of the song. "You know, you probably wouldn't look like a douchebag if you didn't always have that smirk on your face." I laughed at her comment. "But isn't the smirk attractive?" I continued to tease as the song ended. "Nah. The braces basically show that you really are a puppy." I clamped my mouth close. 'Oh yeah. Those are in my mouth.' (lol where else would they be?) "The puppy thing was random." she put her drumsticks on the stand. "Mr. Smith told me that actually so meh." she stuck out her tongue. 'She thinks she has some sort of leverage against me. That's funny. Let's just see if I can make this situation any more uncomfortable than it already is.' I stood up and began walking towards her, which caused her to back up and slightly lift her knee, but then, she slipped on the soda can and fell right into me, pulling both of us down.
~•~(Julia's POV)~•~
I rubbed my head and slowly opened my eyes. 'Oh no.' Lisandro was mere inches from my face, his arms holding him up from either side of my head. 'Well, just when I thought it couldn't have been worse...' I then noticed the pained expression on his face and smirked triumphantly. "That didn't go as planned eh? Did it hurt your pride?" he groaned and looked at me, still grimacing. "Well, it didn't go as planned but that's not why I'm in pain." he looked down and I followed his gaze. That's when I realized his fathoms below had fallen onto my knee. 'Oh. Oops.'
~•~(Lisandro's POV)~•~
Seriously? Of all the places for her rather bony knee to be, it had to nail me right there. I pulled my self off her and noticed her trying not to laugh. In order to hide her smile, she grabbed her bag and ran towards the door that led to the rest of the school. "Let's take a break OK!" and with that, she left me sitting on the floor, clutching my balls. I sighed. 'Well, I think I'll take a shower then.' so I dragged myself up and limped towards the locker room. 'What's with those bony knees anyway?'
