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.
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