"Is that a guitar?!"
"Loser"
"Ha! Imagine being in strings!"
"Strings kids."
"Join Chorus."
"Imagine playing boring music."
"Band is better."
"Join general music."
"You're in strings and you're not a violinist?!"
"Lame, you suck."
"Your instrument is bigger than you!!"
"R*****"
"F*****"
"Eww"
"General music has more talent than you."
"Join art instead."
"You're not talented."
"Nerd."
"Freak."
"Strings kids are mean."
"strings loser."
"Strings Loser!"
"STRINGS LOSER!!"
I woke up sudden in a cold sweat. My breathing was unsteady, I tried to calm myself. I sat up to look at the time the words still echoing in my skull. 4:59. The time shifted 5:00, the beeping began. I flinched so hard I threw myself against the wall behind me hitting my back. It didn't hurt too badly so instead of soothing it I put my hands to better use and covered my ears trying to mute the wretched ringing. I hopped out of bed to turn it off. After that I turned on the light in an attempt not to fall asleep again. After that was done I let out a breath I had unknowingly held onto. I got ready for school grabbed my cello and walked out the door, and hopped on the bus.

A/N: You, yeah you, the one that isn't really thinking about the fact I got on the bus with a cello. ITS NOT FUN! *ehem* sorry about that. Just a friendly reminder to use kind words unless the person deserves it. And even then, a swift punch to the face would get the point across better cause, actions speak louder than words. Ok, that was joke, don't punch anyone, I'm afraid I'd be legally liable, so don't.