Opposite of what Im trying to say
When he played..it seemed like everything made sensem, the soft sounds of his notes seemed so impervious to anything bad.
He finished his part..well, no one dared to play when Jake got in the “zone”
He just flashed everyone one of his legendary smiles when he finished.
I looked around and noticed Anne was watching Craig with the perhipheral of her eyes…watching Craig, watch her..
Then our band teacher announced”Okay everyone, get in groups of 2! And please, this time, choose someone new!”
Oh…nice, I always paired up with Anne..we sucked but we sucked together
“Hey beautiful, Wanna be my partner?” That oddly sounded ironic….
“Uh, ya sure Jake” I tried not to sound hesitant…play it cool..play it confident..
you don’t need guys…scew guys …right?
Wait no..that’s the opposite of what Im trying to say…ahh..