"Your thumb is in the wrong place again"

"Well, I can't really do anything, since you TAPED MY FREAKING HANDS THAT WAY!"

"I taped it in the right place, but you've somehow moved it back to wrong, transcending the limits of tapedom"

"That makes no sense" Andy stood up and stretched her arms above her head, trying to flex her taped fingers, since she hadn't moved them out of position since two hours ago. "I should probably get going home. After all, dad always calls me to tell me to go to bed around midnight. Now, help me get this tape off." She futilely scratched at her taped fingers, and then held her hands out pitifully. "Pweeze?"

"You're terrible. Come here." Andy squatted down, resting her hands on his knees, accidentally pressing her chest up against his legs. He gently took her hands and peeled off the tape. "Oh my god, you're hands are purple! Are you okay?" Slowly he rubbed her hands between his until they had gone back to their normal color. He also realized that under his hand massage, she had fallen asleep leaning against his legs, her dark, wavy, brown hair spread like a halo over his lap. "Damn-I don't know where she lives!"

Andy woke up when the phone rang. Why was she still in her clothes?

"He-hello?"

"Hi honey, did I wake you up?"

"Only a little bit, Daddy"

"Sorry-I was just checking you were home. Go back to sleep now Pumpkin"

"Love you Daddy."

-Click-

She walked back into her room and changed into her pajamas, which basically consisted of a huge football jersey she has stolen from her ex-boyfriend and her underwear. As soon as she had let her hair out of its ponytail, the doorbell rang. She ran downstairs and opened the storm door, peeking out into the night.

"Adam? What are you doing here?"

"I was just checking that I got you to the right house and also bringing your car back, since I brought you home in mine"

"OH MY GOD! I'd come out and hug you, but I'm not wearing pants"

"Really now? I'll still take that hug"

"You're a perv…go home. I'll see you at Line tomorrow." She shut the door, and grinned, leaning against it. She hadn't been wearing a bra either.

Dear Diary,

I have this super weird feeling in my stomach whenever I see Adam. What is it?...

It was the end of audition day, a week after the "Adam incident" as she had come to call it. She was waiting out in the band hallway with a circle of freshmen at her feet.

"Guys, chill. If you don't make a drum, it's not the end of the world. Pit is awesome, right Danni?"

"Damn Straight, Snare Pimp"

"Heh, sorry, inside joke…anyways…and plus, if you make pit you don't have to march formations. But you should get used to having to come early to everything. Yes, even battery people…it's a half hour early for everything, and if you're not there, you get horsewhipped" Andy paused here to look at their faces after this statement. "You know I'm kidding, right?"

Suddenly, the door opened and Mr. B put out the spot list.

Snare: Andrea, Becky, Shashvat, Laura, Rich

Bass: Danielle, Heidi, Melissa, Jordan, Chris

Tenors: Kirstie, Dan, John

"Awesome job Chris! You made 5! And that Sushi kid! Where's Sushi!" Shashvat gave a wave from a corner, where he was ambushed by Andy and Becky. "Good job Kid…now you have to go get a drum."

Oh dear, Adam was doing harness adjustments. Andy walked up with her drum harness, holding it out. "It's too high"

"Put it on then, you know the drill." Adam took out his drum key and leaned over her, his eyes staring straight at what he was doing.

Until she shifted her hips and the drum key slipped out of his hands. He bent down to pick it up off the ground, and glanced up. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Nobraon…nobraon…nobraon…The gentle curves of her chest were visible from down here, compressed against her chest by her drum. He stood up abruptly, his face flaming.

He leaned in to press the harness down some, and he heard Andy whisper in his ear.

"You noticed, didn't you, Adam. Did you like what you saw?" He finished tightening the screws on her harness then called out, "Break for ten minutes, everyone!" and then he ran off towards the bathroom. Shashvat looked at Andy, who had a satisfied smile on her face.

"I didn't get my harness adjusted, where did he go?"

"He just has some adjusting to do himself, Sushi"