Chapter 3: TGIF, man. TGIF.
The game came and went, as per usual. As 10:30 approached, Mandy managed to pry herself from her warm seat between various cute band boys and pack her things. She whipped out her trusty cell phone.
"…We're not home right now, but feel free to leave us a message and we will get back to you."
"Oh, hey mom. It's Amanda. Just a quick reminder I'm staying at Luce's tonight for a midnight study session. So before you call the police because you obviously forgot, check the answering machine. Any who, I love you much and I will see you tomorrow. Byes." Was her usual message to her mother on Friday evenings.
Pfft…study session. That's funny . . . Snorted Mandy to herself.
She jumped as she heard a familiar whistle from the band room door.
"Gimme a sec, Luce." Mandy hollered back at her.
"Kay, hurry up! I want to get a good table! And The guys won't wait much longer!" Lucy shouted back to the voice from around the corner.
"Alright, Alright all ready. Sheesh. Unlike you, Miss Drumline USA, I still take an hour to do anything and everything." Mandy giggled.
They raced each other to the car, as the feeling of Friday finally washed over their tired minds and fun took over. They proceeded to scream the lyrics to every song on the radio on the way there, and of course not anywhere close to in tune. They pulled into the nearly full Waffle House parking lot. As they passed through the double doors leading to the restaurant the reek of syrup and other breakfast foods overwhelmed them.
Lucy peered around looking for her familiar clan of drumline boys and found them within mere seconds. Nearly ripping Mandy's arm out of its socket was not an issue when it came to the drumline and Lucy. Mandy Sighed.
Why did I agree to this…
She immediately snapped out of her self-absorbed haze and sat down not realizing what was going on outside her brain. She smiled at the familiar faces, and tried to act friendly aroun the new. Of the new, she noticed a new snare, a girl. She raised her eyebrows in curiosity. Curiosity was Mandy's middle name.
Peering across the room she noticed an unfamiliar face. A cute face, none the less, but still unfamiliar. As unknown cute boy turned around she saw his too familiar jacket. SOUTH BAND was blocked out on the back of his letterman.
Well that ended that before it even started…
She pondered to herself.
Would she be stuck alone forever?
Sorry about the wait! I have been so busy with my own season I have been kinda spacey. More where this came from… Reviews! I love them! Thanks to my fans; you make me feel so special! Graceful Dream
