Chapter 1: The Average Joe(anna)

"Which way is Mekkah?" A long bearded fellow ask his wife.

"Oh for Christ's sake, shave that nasty beard!"

He stops and raises his thick eyebrow, "Shut up, woman! It's Allah from now on! And where is you hood?" The man, now annoyed at his disobedient wife, goes back to his read of Converting to Islam.

With a heavy sigh, the woman goes back to her routine.

"Joanna! Wake up you're gonna be late for school!"

An average looking girl deliberately walks down the stairs. She was struggling with the knots on her hair.

"Oh my God Joanna! How can you manage to get your hair tangled even if it's that short?"

Joanna shrugs, and drags herself to the car.

"You forgot your tuba!" Her annoying brother calls from afar.

The next thing Joanna sees is the familiar, black and blue band room. It was an okay place for her; she wasn't obsessed like some of the people she knew. One of her friends, Stella, comes up her.

"Yo, Jo, wut up dawg? Did you check HIM out?" She points the new foreign exchange student from Ireland. Like Prince Charming, he was tall, had expensively shampooed blonde hair, and a gorgeous baby boy face. 'Twas love at first sight.

"Yo Joanna, are you catching my drift?"

"Oh sorry Stel what were you saying?" Joanna said, wiping her drool.

"Ain't he a sizzling platter of Irish bacon? Man he's buttas! My kind of man!"

"He's okay I guess," Joanna tried to look uninterested.

"Man, if only I could swap to a flute… "

"He plays flute?"

"Piccolo actually, but I hear he also plays flute, clarinet and violin."

Joanna and Stella watched amorously as the new guy unpacked his belongings. Joanna couldn't take her eyes of him. His gallivant eyes, his well defined body. She decided she would die for him if necessary. Stella whipped Joanna with her long, mermaid like hair, "Yo pimp, wake up!"

End of Chapter 1