The next day at school was going great.

Stephen even put his arm around me.

Oh my lanta, that boy was my type of guy.

Even though it didn't really seem like it.

He was jock, and i was an outcast i guess.

But we just mixed well together, like peanut butter and jelly.

Oh god, I was becoming a sap.

It was the last period, my favorite period, study hall.

The period I did absolutly nothing in, and listented to my i-pod.

I had a bunch of juniors in mine, but sadly not Stephen.

I was in the middle of an intense jam session, when i felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Excuse me?"

It was Jenna Middleton, ew.

That girl was always so peppy, it made me want to punch a unicorn in the horn.

"Yes?"

She flashed a huge cheesy smile.

Damn were her teeth white.

"This friday night were having our very first bandslam, and were looking for people to join!"

She handed me the flyer.

It sounded alright.

"Hm, its an option. Thanks, you can go back dreaming of rainbows and puppies now!"

She gasped and trotted off back to her seat.

I laughed at my own remark.

I was truly my brother's sister.

Speaking of brother, this bandslam had him written all over it.

BRINGGGG.

Ah, the sweet, sweet sound of the final bell.

I hustled outside when i bumped into somebody.

The flyer flew out of my hand.

I fell to the ground, landing hardly on my ass.

A few people snickered and laughed.

I watched as the kid just walked away, leaving me in the dirt.

I huffed, and got my grasp on the flyer.

I saw a hand appear in my face.

I took it.

It was Stephen's.

"Thanks."

He smiled.

"Anything for my Tashy-washy."

I stuck my tounge out at him.

I saw one of his teamates call him.

Stephen mouthed to the guy, 1 minute.

"You can go you know, football's more important."

He shook his head.

"That's what i used to think, then i met you."

I felt my cheeks burn.

"Are you trying to swoon me Mr. Matthews?"

He chuckled.

Then i heard his friend call again.

I motioned for him to go, and he winked me goodbye.

I walked to Morty, aka the Deathmobile.

I expected to see Clare and Eli making out, but supringsly they were nowhere in sight.

I decided to text Eli.

Where are you?

I'm staying after to work with Clare on her science project.

I groaned.

Great, now how was i ever gonna get home?

I sat on the hood of morty, playing with my blonde hair.

I REALLY needed to dye it again.

My dark brown roots were coming back fast.

Eli says I should go red, while Clare says i should go black.

Descions, descions.

I saw Adam walk by, and he saw me too.

"Hey little Goldsworthy, why you hanging around here?"

I stood up, letting go of my horrid hair.

"Brother staying after, my only ride home."

I saw an idea come across his face.

I shot him a puzzled expression.

"I gotta car, problem fixed!"

I was shocked.

I just met the guy like last week.

"Thanks man!"

He nodded and grinned.

We walked to his car.

It was a classic Camero.

I grinned.

"Sweet ride."

He looked at the car like it was his newborn baby.

"I know, it's my life."

I laughed and hopped into the passenger seat.

As we were driving, I explained to Adam about bandslam.

"Dude, we should do it!"

I looked at him with horror.

Me?

"What could i possibly do in a band?"

Adam thought, then brightned up his face.

"Eli told me you were a good singer!"

I wanted to punch Eli in the face.

When we were kids, he used to make me sing to him or else he'd tickle me.

I guess I inherated it from my mother, whom according to Eli was a fantastic singer.

I always wondered where my mother was.

"Oh god Adam. I've never singed in front of anyone except Eli!"

Adam rolled his eyes.

"Sing for me."

I gave him a "please no" and he shot me a "you better do it" expression.

I groaned. Then i started to sing.

You say your love is forever, your forever is all that need. Please stay, forever with me.

I quietly looked down at my feet and Adam applauded me (luckily we were at a red light)

"Your freaking amazing! Were gonna rock this thing."

I nodded hestiantly.

But then i remembered.

"What about a drummer?"

Adam grew a devious smile.

"Your brother used to play didn't he?"

I started to laugh.

Ah, the good ol days.

Me and Eli used to have our own little band, the sister and the brother.

SO orginial right?

"Yeah, like when he was 11."

I saw Adam smile.

"BOOYAH! Were gonna rock this. I play guitar, you sing, and Eli on drums. We can't be stopped."

I nearly laughed so hard, i almost peed my pants.

Booyah? I hadn't heard that word since my dad fit in a pair of his dress pants.

"Now, take me to walmart, I have a plan for our look."

Adam raised and eyebrow at me, and i smirked.

Looks like Bandslam better watch out.