So their was this boy in band to day.

He's in percussion with me, and in six grade.

So were marching to day in the gym.

He's a cymbal and I'm a Tenner.

And I'm in seventh.

We were going around the gym, doing the songs when Mrs. F stopped us.

She walked through the lines of us and came to a stop right behind me.

"Cameron, why are you starring at Sammy's  butt?"

Now, tenners are very heave for a middle school girl, so I took them off (you have a harness that you can take off with the drum) and turned around.

"Why Cameron, were you looking at my ass?" I ask in a cold voice.

"I-i-i don't know." He stutters.

I turn to my friend Hunter Kimmel and snap at him,

"Your switching me!"

And that was how band class went!!

And think that I was where my favorite sweat pants.