Flute, the flute, his favorite instrument in the world, and Jody became leader of his high schools band, a momentous occasion that he celebrated by drinking root beer and singing on the flute, cherishing this as it was the best thing that happened in his life, as he was always a bullied boy due to his acne and four eyes.
One morning, after P.E., he was in the shower, drenched in soap from top to bottom and humming some jingle that stuck in his head for some reason, when the water stopped, he tried to turn it on, but it did not, then he asked around; no answer came and it made him nervous, despite his calm nature.
Footsteps were heard -coming from the changing area- and they stopped at the shower entrance -a couple of feet away from Jody.
He asked the guys about water for his face, but all he heard was "69, 32, 48, hut hut hut," followed by louder footsteps, then someone picked him up by his arms; and despite moving and trying to get free, he was outmuscled by them and was content with that.
"24, 53, hoowah," sound and the next thing he knew, a sharp pain rose from his ass, followed by a whimper from him and laughter from them, and when he put his hand down there, he could sense something big; it was his flute.
His friend was stuck deep inside -giving him sharp pain- and when he pulled it out, he fell hard on the cold floor, and their sniggering became silent because blood came out from within his hole; and not one of them tried to help him.