Ok, o i would have had this up earlier, but the website was being stupid. i hope you enjoy!

Lily

Hannah arrived a little after 7. She had already eaten, and settled into my room for our weekly summer sleepover. We had a huge bowl of popcorn and plenty of cokes in the fridge for later. We didn't stay up as late as we used to because of band, but it was fun to watch the wrestlers. I had taken a shower and changed into my pajamas early so I wouldn't have to miss any of the fabulous Randy Orton or John Cena. And the very important conversation Hannah and I were going to have.

"So, what's up?" I asked Hannah as she came back from her shower.

"Nothing. Why?"

"Oh, nothing. I was just wandering why you hadn't told me you and Nate had hooked up is all. Seeing as I'm your best friend and all." I told her, slowly turning to her and popping a kernel of corn in my mouth. A look of complete surprise crossed her face, and a blush followed making her cheeks a pretty shade of rouge.

"We, uh, it' not, um, we're not..." She stuttered.

"OUT WITH IT!!" I yelled in anticipation.

"Ok,ok, chill. We haven't hooked up, but we did start talking. He found me over AIM, and we talked and it was really nice." She had a huge smile on her face, eyes lighting up.

"AHHH!!! This is soo cute! I really hope I can go to the movies with you this later this week. Do you think Jordan will come?" The beginning of WWE Raw came on the TV on my dresser.

"Maybe. I think he will. Yeah. He will. Who wouldn't want to go on a group date with you?" She joked, her wet hair hanging in front of her.

"Oh, I hope he does. When will Nate ask him?"

"I don't know. You have your laptop?"

"Yeah, here it is." I told her while pulling out the object mentioned from its place on the floor where I had left it charging.

Hannah opened the thing and passed it back to me to type in the password. I slid it back and she logged on to AIM. Her list of online friends popped up, Jordan and Nate both on there. She opened a chat with Nate. They quickly started a conversation, Hannah allowing me to read it over her shoulder. I threw in a few comments every now and then. The topic finally got to the movie later that week.

aryaowl: so...have you asked jordan if he wants to come?

natenator5000: no, I didnt get the chance. him and lily left before I could ask him

aryaowl: you have him on your aim?

Natenator5000: no. you?

aryaowl: yeah, but I dont want to ask him!!

natenator5000:you have to! I have no way of talking to him til tomorrow

aryaowl: so talk to him tomorrow!

natenator5000: the sooner we get this over, the sooner we can finish the plans

aryaowl: ...ok

Hannah checked to see if Jordan was still on. I glanced up to see Randy Orton get smacked by Cena. My eyes took in the nicely muscular bodies. I nudged Hannah, pointing at the screen. She looked to see the same thing I did. We stared for a second until we heard the familiar ding of a message. Nate had asked if we had asked Jordan already. Hannah typed back a no. She clicked Jordan's screen name and a chat popped up alongside Nate's.

aryaowl: hey!

jorjor-binks: hey

aryaowl: so...nate and I were thinking of seeing a movie later this week. You wanna come?

jorjor-binks: maybe. Depends on when...

aryaowl: we were thinking wednesday or thursday.

jorjor-binks: I can see what I can do.

jorjor-binks: anyone else going?

aryaowl: maybe lily.

jorjor-binks: ok. i'll tell ya tomorrow if i can.

aryaowl: ok, well im at lily's now, so i gotta go.

jorjor-binks: ok. bye! don't stay up too late and tell lily hi for me

aryaowl: will do. Bye

Hannah exited out of the chat and told Nate the details. They said goodnight and we went back to watching WWE Raw. As we drifted off to sleep, Cena was kicking some serious butt in the ring, his face a mask of fake rage and exertion. I laughed a little at the thought of it being real, then sleep took hold of me.

Jordan

I logged off of AIM, frustrated that my alarm clock had gone off early waking me from a pretty good sleep. My heart was racing from the invitation I had just gotten. Go to the movies with Hannah, Nate, and...Lily. Did I want to go? I had checked my calendar when Hannah had said what day they would go. I had church Wednesday and plans with Shirley on Thursday. Was I willing to cancel things with Shirley to go to the movies with Lily?

Lily is not the only one going, you know.

I know, but I want to be with Shirley. It took me forever to get her to agree with those plans!

But Lily is so much better....

No, she is not! Shirley is the only one for me and that is that.

So, what movie are we going to see?

With a sigh, I gave in to my feminine side(and no, that's not gay). What movie were we going to go see? I flopped into my bed, the covers cool and crisp. I was no sooner asleep, than when my head hit the pillow.

Lily

So, I woke up this morning from an amazing dream. It was me, Hannah, Nate, and Jordan. We were cornered by the zombies, some we knew, most we didn't. They were on the marching field, instruments forgotten in their hands. They advanced towards us, and we kicked butt! Like, I'm telling you, those zombies were dropping like flies!

I finished telling Hannah this as I spit out the last of the toothpaste in my mouth. She mimicked me and we rinsed out our mouths and went back to my room. I noticed the time on bedside clock. We had 30 minutes left. I tied my shoelaces, grabbed my purse, and went into the kitchen. Hannah followed right behind me. We made a bowl of cereal and continued discussing the implications of my dream.

I hollered at Hannah for outside to hurry up. She was still in the house, grabbing her things. We had plenty of time, but I knew she wanted to see Nate. We were getting charts today, for our first song and I was eager to get to it. Hannah come out of my house, my mom pulling into the drive. She waved good-bye as we pulled out, ready for another day of marching.

We pulled in at the same time as Shirley and Jordan. I held back a scowl, looking over at Hannah. She laughed at me. We parked at got out, Nate waiting by his car. He walked us over to the band hall and we went in our separate directions. Each of us with their respective instruments, we walked outside. Nate caught up with Jordan by the drum major stand as they were setting it up.

"So, you coming?" Nate asked.

"Yeah, on Thursday. That cool?"

"Yeah, that sounds great!" I interjected. Hannah came up beside me, nodding her head furiously.

"So, what movie are we going to go see?" Jordan asked, actually excited.

"What movie?" Shirley asked. She had sauntered up to the conversation, completely unnoticed.

"Oh, I'm going to the movies with them Thursday." Jordan pointed at us.

"OH! Can I come?" Her voice was falsely joyful.

"Oh...sorry. It's kinda a senior thing..." I told her.

"Hannah's not a senior."

"But she's my best friend, so she has to come in order for me to keep my sanity." I calmly, and slowly, explained to her. Hannah stifled a laugh.

At this point Shirley was spared any further embarrassment by Stewie coming out and ordering us to do stretches. We followed through and did our lap. We worked on our fundamentals, the newer marchers finally getting the hang of it. We marched in our rows, the sun merciless on us. Then we picked up our instruments and taught the newest members how to play and march.

We broke into sectionals. My flutes did a pretty good job, their sounds loud and strong. Similar sounds echoed all around the parking lot. After a while, we took a brake. I jogged off to my water, meeting Hannah there. She chugged her water, as did I. We took a breath and saw Jordan and Nate headed towards us. So was Shirley.

"Hey guys!" Her high nasally voice made me want to strangle her.

"Hey Shirley." Jordan greeted.

"Did you forget we had plans tomorrow Jor-jor?"

"Oh, we did?"

"Yes." She pouted, sticking her lips out unattractively. I sneered this time. "How are you going to make it up to me?"

"Well, I have plans with them now, so I'm really sorry."

"Oh, ok." She walked away, disappointed she couldn't get a chance to hang out with Nate.

The band was called to the drum major stand. We were staring to chart the songs! I looked around, noticing the melancholy looks on the other seniors as we realized this was it. This was the last time we would ever do this. No more summer band, no more band tans, or inside summer jokes. This as it. I took a deep breath and had fun for the rest of the day.