The Other Kids

Casey is in my music class.
So is Kierra.
But Helena, Dani, Kyle, Gerard, Mikey, Frank, and Ray are too.
And i'm grateful for that.
We all walk into class together.
I hold hands with Dani, like I always do.
We've held hands every chance we get.
We started doing that in preschool.
I grab my guitar when we walk in.
Dani grabs her drum sticks, and Kyle grabs his bass.
Everyone else grabs their instruments.
Casey and Kierra walk in.
Kyle and Dani are instantly at my sides.
We all go into one of the soundproof practice rooms.
I make sure my guitar is in tune and I look at everyone.
Dani is sitting at her drums and everyone is in different spots.
"Welcome to Good Burger, home of the Good Burger, may I take your order?" Gerard says into the microphone making us laugh.
We all start playing a song called Demolition Lovers.
Instead of one of the boys doing the guitar at the beginning, they let me do it.
They let me do most of the guitar.
Once we were done with the song, Ray comes up and high-fives me.
"Damn Tyler! You sure are good at guitar." Mikey says.
"Thanks!" I smile.
Casey and Kierra walk in.
My smile fades.
Dani and Kyle come to my sides protectively.
"Well, well, well. I thought these rooms were supposed to me soundproofed, yet I can still hear that shit guitaring from our room." Casey smiles.
The guys and Helena get behind me.
Gerard stands in front of me.
"Listen here, fucker." Kyle steps out in front of Gerard.
Gerard takes Kyle's place next to me.
I turn to Dani as she wraps her arms around me.
I listen as everyone starts yelling at each other.
Dani leads me to the back of the room and holds her arms around me as I hide my face in her neck.
Tears start sliding down my cheeks.
Dani rubs my back.
"Hey fuckers!" Dani yells, getting everyone's attention.
"You bitches are making Tyler fucking cry. Either Casey and Kierra get the hell out of here," Dani points at the door, "or you bitches stop."
Casey points at Gerard.
"This isn't over." He snarls and leaves with Kierra.
Everyone comes over and makes a giant group hug around me.
Dani pulls my head out of her neck and wipes my tears.
She pulls me into her and hugs me basically as hard as she can.
"D-Dani? Am i-i allowed to b-breathe?" I smile.
"Sorry." She pulls away.
I clap my hands.
"Alright guys! Why don't we get back to practicing? The talent show is in two days!" I practically yell.
Everyone goes back to their spots and we make sure to lock the door.
We change the song to something called The Sharpest Lives.
We practice until the guitarist's and bassist's fingers are practically bleeding.
Mine were.
I look at my guitar strings.
My fingers must have been bleeding for a while cause there's some dry blood.
I rub my fingers on my pants, staining them.
I put my guitar away and walk out.
I go to the teacher.
"Uh, Miss Honey? Do you have about ten band-aids?" I hold up my bloodied fingers.
"Oh, of course!" She hands me about ten band-aids and wipes. (If you know who Miss Honey is, I love you.)
"Thank you." I smile and walk back to our room.
I clean my hands and put the band-aids on.
"Ah, this is going to be hell to write with." I sigh.
Ray sits next to me.
"Are you British?" He asks.
"Yea, why?" I put my hands down.
"I heard your accent." He smiles.
I smile.
"I've been trying to hide it. People laugh at me for it." I say, without hiding my accent.
"Well, its very nice." He replies.
"Thanks. Maybe I won't hide it so often anymore." I say without the American accent.

Notes

Hey! I've finally updated! I'm changing Tyler up a bit to give her an accent. (I'm having a Harry Potter marathon so all my thoughts have an accent right now.) But when ever she talks like this she's talking with her accent. -XoxoAlex.