Chapter
3
"Nick,
come on! It's been two hours and we're still on the same song," Kevin
complained.
"Relax,
Kev. I think he's sick," Brian said in my defense.
I
rolled my eyes involuntarily. "I'm not sick."
"Maybe
Brian's right, Nick. Maybe you should go lye down," Howie added gently.
"I'm
okay," I growled, "it's just a hard song."
AJ
sat up. "Hard song? Nick, all you have to sing is the chorus!"
"So,
the chorus is hard," I whined.
"The
chorus is: bop, bop, bop!" AJ yelled.
"Enough!"
Kevin shouted. He turned off the equipment. "I think our schedules are
getting to us. Let's get in my van and just go for a drive. I know a nice spot
by the river where we can all calm down."
'Great 'I thought to myself 'male bonding.' Maybe
I should've stuck with Howie's advice and laid down.
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