I hope my dating catastrophes with girls will stop when I start dating guys -by Fall Out Boy

Mikey's first period was similar to his brother's. His first lesson was band, meaning he had to borrow a school bass whoch was out of tune (out of tune. The least they could do was tune it surely). Once all the strings played approximately the right notes, he felt more relaxed. In a way, new schools were good becaause you were anonymous. A quick glance confirmed that everyone was talking to pre-established friends, though one boy from the percussion section glanced in his dorection a few times.

The teacher all but ran in.
'hello, welcome back, please get in your places and I will pass round music'
All the kids scurried to where they were supposed to be . Mikey stood still through the hustle and watched. He might have been dissapointed to see the boy from the percussion section had relocated to right beside him, waving in the direction of what looked like a drum-playing hat but was presumably a person.
The rest of the lesson was spent mainly playing music and not looking at the boy beside him who was shorter than Gee, seriously, with brown skin and a too-wide grin.
'Hi there'
if possible, his grin got even wider. Mikey nodded and the boy opened his mouth again, only to be elbowed harshly
'shut up Wentz'
Wentz shut up and left Mikey in aural peace, which wasnt saying much when his presence and staring was just as distracting.

As soon as the lesson finished, drum-playing-hat marched over and tugged at Wentz' arm. He was greeted with a sucession of 'but Patricks' A second drummer asisted Hat (Patrick? but Hat is a better name anyway) to drag Wentz out of the room. Mikey watched with interest, because it looked like there was some entertainment in this school after all.

Notes

Mikeys pov. In case FOB isnt you thing Patrick was originally going to play drums which is why I put him on percussion