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Confidence

I felt my heart drop into my stomach. Not only did she have a boyfriend, but that boyfriend was Jeremy. I don't know how much worse this could have turned out. Sam and Paul were both silent beside me as I watched her and Jeremy sit down next to her. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head and she rested her head on his shoulder. I wanted to throw something. No, I wanted to hurt someone. Sam placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Sorry man, tough luck." He said sadly.

"There's always other girls." continued Paul.

"I still have to talk to her at least." I said sternly looking back at them.

"Dude, she's taken, what more do you need to see?" asked Sam.

"I just want to talk to her. And I need your help to do it." He looked at me, a reluctant expression glazing across his face.

"What exactly would that be?" he finally asked.

"A distraction. I need you to get him away from her. Can you do that?" I asked hopefully. Sam finally broke into a smile.

"Awesome! Paul, we get to be like secret agents." He said to a still reluctant Paul. "C'mon, I have a perfect plan." He continued grabbing Paul's shirt and exiting the stands. I sat watching the couple down below me. Jeremy's arm was still around her waist. I instantly felt a pang of jealousy soar through me. I hated him, and I haven't even met him yet. I guess there's no chance of any friendship between us.

A few minutes had passed. I was starting to get anxious as retreat time was closing in. What were Sam and Paul doing? Another band was coming on to perform as the announcer stated their school's name. When he was finished, everyone could hear a commotion in the press box. Suddenly the announcer cut into the air grams.

"Excuse me ladies and gentleman, but um….wait….who….ah, okay…Jeremy Taylor, you are wanted back at your bus. Please report there immediately. Jeremy Taylor." He finished and continued on with the endless air grams. They were brilliant. The busses were almost a half mile walk away. I gazed down at Jeremy who had a bewildered, and to my delight, an annoyed look plastered on his face. He got up reluctantly and stalked out of the stadium.

The girl was left in her seat looking just as confused as Jeremy did. Here was my chance. I mustered all the confidence I had and began my walk down towards her. I was within three steps of her row when she stood up suddenly. I didn't have much time to react. My foot caught a step as I began falling forwards right on top of her. With all the strength I could gather I instinctively grabbed her shoulders and ewung her around do that I would feel the blow.

Seconds morphed into minutes as we were falling. Our eyes locked and I could see she recognized me as well. Her eyes were wide with shock as my back finally connected with the steps. We stayed there for a moment, looking at each other, before she finally got up quickly and nervously glanced around us.

"Are you okay?" I asked her sitting up giving her the best smile I could. "Sorry I'm such a klutz." I added with a chuckle. She smiled too. It was a beautiful smile, complete wit ha single dimple on her left cheek, which was coincidently blushing a dark shade of pink. I congratulated myself. She sat down next to me.

"Well, I'm fine because of you." She said in a small voice of velvet. "You have fast reflexes." She added with a cute little giggle.

"So," I ventured. "What would your name be?" she smiled again.

"Tally, Tally McCall. And you are?"

"Drew Johnson. I play snare for…"

"I know." She said cutting me off.

"Oh yeah, you remember." We were quiet then for awhile. Strangely, it wasn't like an awkward silence. It felt very comforting just sitting here next to her, next to Tally. Tally was such a beautiful name. We just looked at each other few a few moments knowing something important was happening. I decided to interrupt the silence.

"So, How's you band doing?" I asked casually. She let out laugh.

"You heard it, I know you did." She answered. I looked down guiltily.

"Well, yeah, but you guys just choked under the pressure." I encouraged hoping not to offend her.

"Yeah? Well then we choke for every single performance." She continued, looking down. I chuckled to let it go.

"So, you're a senior, right?" I inquired.

"Yeah. Finally." She said with that wonderful smile.

"How are college apps going? I'm drowning in all the applications my mom gives me. I haven't even started researching scholarships."

"Oh no, don't get me started on them. I'm sort of procrastinating everything for a little while."

"Are you a really smart student?"

"I guess you could say that. I'm ranked second in the class right now, but I'm trying to bypass number one. So cross your fingers."

"Second, damn, I think I'm like in the thirties. The upper thirties, at that." I announced. She laughed. Yes. "Maybe you could tutor me?" I asked slyly.

"Maybe." She answered quickly a little too quickly. We sat there and watched the band finish their show, which was horrible I might add. She turned to me suddenly, her eyes searching. She wanted to say something or ask me something, but she couldn't seem to get it out. Before she could someone stepped in front of us.

"Who're you?" he asked sharply. I looked up at a very tall, wiry kid with short brown hair. He looked down at me suspiciously. Tally answered before I could open my mouth.

"This is Drew, he's in the Clearview Drum Line. Drew, this is Rob." She stated. We smiled at each other to say hello.

"You guys are really good. I could hear you as we were going up to perform." Said Rob, shaking my hand.

"Thanks. You guys aren't that bad either."

"Shut up, we know we suck." We both smiled.

"Where is your next competition?" I asked them.

"We're in the same chapter so we should be going to all the same competitions." Said Tally.

"Drew, get back here now!" screeched someone from the top of the stands. It was Sam, and he was pointing to a figure coming through the stands. A very aggravated figure, who was charging this way. I did a fake military salute to Tally and Rob.

"Another time." I said, leaping up and returning to my seat next to Paul. Glancing down at Tally, I could see Jeremy fuming about his trip to the press box. I couldn't stop smiling through all the awards.

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