Okay, here it is. BAND CAMP!!!
You are damn lucky Kels. I was crying most of last night, just because I was so fucking stressed. But I was also feeling like shit this morning and most of last night. Since I've been up since 10:30, I thought I mind as well write this now, before you get on my ass about it
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"Well, I, uh, I play oboe," stated Harry, shrugging.
"I'm sure Spencer would be willing to give you drum lessons, or something!" Tom let out and exasperated sigh. Today was just not going well for him. First he got white paint in his eye, then he was hit in the head with clay (thanks to Brendon), and finally he witnesed his best mate getting fucked by some boy he'd just met the day before.
"Sure, I guess I'll do the battle of the bands with you," Harry shrugged, tapping his fingers on his knees.
"Ryan, please, I won't go overboard," Frank pleaded with the younger boy.
"What do you not understand about the word 'No'? I will not let you get anywhere near me with a needle!" Ryan nearly screamed.
"If, I get to mark you, I'll let you do my makeup for the rest of camp!" Ryan thought this over. Maybe getting something done to him was worth spending a little extra time with Frank each morning. Ryan nodded slightly. Frank beamed. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" he leaned forward and kissed the brunet on the cheek. Ryan felt his face heat up as he was lead off to the Rainbow Cabins. Okay, so getting peirced was *totally* worth spending time with Frank. He just hoped it wouldn't hurt too much.
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Ryan said defensively, "Hey I think it looks cool..."
"Dude, you must like him *a lot*" Spencer exclaimed.
Ryan blushed, but before he could say anything, Harry came up to Spencer and was dragging him away. Ryan shrugged and went off to go find someone to jam with."
When Harry stopped dragging Spencer off, he got a big smack to the back of the head.
"You don't just kidnap me while I'm having a conversation dude!"
"So I can kidnap you when you're not having a conversation, Spencey-kins?" Harry asked innocently.
Spencer glared, "Dude, I hate you. Now what do you want? Or did you drag me over here because you felt like it?"
"I felt like." Harry laughed, "Nah just kidding. I want you to teach me drums!"
"No"
"Why??"
"You're annoying!"
"Aww come on please???"
"Get Andy to do it."
"I want you!! ...to do it!!!!"
Spencer sighed, "Fine. You wanna start now?"
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"okay fine. But I am not teaching you during flag football. I love that time of the day. And since we don't play it everyday, I am definetly playing today!" Spencer exclaimed.
"Ok, fine. You can teach me now," Harry sighed as we was lead of to Gryffindor Tower.
"But Ryan!" Patrick pleaded.
"No, Tricky, I am not going to play guitar in your band," Ryan said again. Patrick pouted and got to his knees.
"Get Joe to do it. You seem smitten with him," Ryan pointed out.
"But he's a pothead!" The blond whined, "And he doesn't play guitar!"
Ryan raised an eyebrow. "The what *does* he play?"
"Cello,"
"Then teach him guitar simple as that,"
"But the last time I tried to we ened up fu-" He stopped abruptly and coughed.
"Oh my God,"
"Don't be selfish he's my God, too!" Ray joked from across the bench. That's when Ryan was struck with an idea.
"Hey, Ray do you wanna teach Joe to play guitar? It won't be too hard, since he already plays the cello,"
"Why doesn't Tick teach him? I mean, you guys are boyfriends right?" Ray turned to the bespectactled boy. Patrick coughed and blushed.
"They can't keep their hands off each other long enough to learn," Ryan answered turned back to his guitar.
"Hey, I have a brillian idea," Ray brought back the attention to himself. "Why don't you get a counselor to teach him? I mean just look at what happened when the boys were left to teach each other," Ray waved in the general direction of 1A.
Patrick grinned and went in search of Mouse. Why Mouse he had no idea. Perhaps it was because he knew Mouse played guitar and that Joe wouldn't want to mess around with him. Or at least that's what Patrick hoped.
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