As the class took their proper seats Mrs. Demarcate began to talk.

Mrs. Demarcate: Alright today is presentation day! Yay!

She exclaimed as the rest of the class groaned. Now I wasn’t so sure that I wanted to go first. The more she continued to talk the more I became nervous.  The pressure was on as well due to the fact that my song was Ashley inspired. Although there’s no way she would realize it was for her it still made my stomach form many knots.

Mrs. Demarcate: So I would like the copy of your lyrics for myself and for you to present them on the overhead for the rest of the class to view. This is a warning, you guys better have clean lyrics, if see any use of the fuck, motherfucker, or any of those other nasty words it’s an automatic zero for you. I told you this before I assigned the project, so there should be no huff about me not telling you.  

Oh boy I felt sorry for Aiden then. Aiden was a good friend of mine and Kyla’s, who I knew they both secretly, loved each other. He also knew about me and the whole thing with me being secretly in love with Ashley.  He let me read his lyrics and Id have to say he incorporated more profanity than a Dr. Dre and snoop dog song. Well if he’s not the first one he better scribble them out and find some new words.

Mrs. Demarcate: So lets get started shall we? Let’s see our first victim is…

I crossed my fingers and hoped it was not me. I mean I can sing pretty well but with the nerves and such I just hoped I wouldn’t make a mistake like forget the lyrics or the chords. Still there was that whole its Ashley’s song and all. I guess if I don’t look at her while I play the song Ill be ok.  

Mrs. Demarcate: Spencer Carlin.

I heard my name called and looked up with wide eyes. Hmm haven’t teachers ever heard of not calling on the students who sit in the back? They sit there for a reason you know.  

Mrs. Demarcate: Are you prepared Mrs. Carlin?