Band Aid (no one's POV, 7th grade, end of year)
The cafeteria buzzed with the typical almost-end-of-day excitement that was lunchtime, thought today, class selection verification form were being handed out. One by one, the counselor would call a name to come to the microphone, and each student would be handed a paper confirming class selections for the next year.
"Ooh! Gimme your sheet," Natalie squealed. "I wanna know what classes you're taking!" Lee sighed and handed Natalie her sheet.
"Oh, you are going to be student aid?" Camille jumped in, looking over Natalie's shoulder. "Hey, for Davis! If we make Honors band next year, that'll be our class!"
Natalie giggled. "Haha, you'll be our band aid."
Lee smiled, confused. "Uhh, thanks?"
"It's like I always say, if you can't join 'em, well... be their... aid?" Faith interjected. It was more of a question than anything.
Lee smiled at the thought of being in the 55 person family they called a band.