I groaned as the alarm blared a song I used to like once upon a time. My body slowly rose up. I rubbed my eyes and groggily tapped my alarm. The music blissfully ended as I rose from bed. My nightie was lifted up a bit. Yes I’m a male who wears a nightie, pants are a no go whenever possible. The green nightie came off as I grabbed my undershirt and vest. As I dressed up top, I could swear my pink underwear felt even tighter than last night. I shrugged it off, hoping that wasn’t true.

This brought me back to a thing I forced out of my mind. My pants had been ripped. I sighed as I knew I couldn’t wear that, and ordering a larger size would take at least a week to get here. I changed to a more manly black pair of underwear and pulled out some paper. I slowly drew a detailed picture of stretchy pants. After about eight minutes I finished. I nodded to the picture and slowly the picture flashed a bright green light. A slightly larger pair of pants appeared on the ground

I was still new at this magic thing, so what I create from my pictures only last a few hours, just in case you ever wondered why I don’t just custom draw fitting clothes. I slipped them on, hoping they’d last the school day. I grabbed some leftover pizza from the fridge. A terrible breakfast, but I still hadn’t purchased any good food items for the house. I packed my bag, and walked outside.

I walked through the garden and down the path to the school. My bottom seemed to bounce a tiny bit more than usual as I walked. Some students stared blushing as I walked. I ignored them and continued on as I entered the large orange doors to the highschool. I wasn’t paying attention as I thought about Mix. That probably was the most embarrassing day of my entire life.

BAM!!

I fell down onto my giant pillows after walking directly into a Tuba. This tuba was attached to a tall black haired man with an empty look. He looked down at me. Somehow I had dented the tuba. This man looked between his tuba, then me, then back at me.

“You dented Tony.” The man gasped. I squirmed and struggled to stand. Once I finally got up I couldn’t stop apologizing.

“I’m sorry Tony,.” I yelled patting the tuba. The man hummed. The man dramatically turned without changing his unamused face.

“He’s dying. He’s bleeding. He’s dead.” He said in a monotone voice. I shook violently.

“No! Don’t die Tony! I’m sorry! What should I do!?” I asked, panicking. I had murdered a tuba. Truly I am pure scum. The man looked down and hummed. He flashed me a piece of paper.

“Join.” He muttered quietly. I paused and looked up wiping a forming tear. I grabbed the shabby paper and saw many other instruments.

“Join band.” It said. I looked up and the mysterious tuba man was gone. I gulped. The curse of the tuba fell upon me.

I waddled to my first class of the day trying not to worry about my murder. I got to my desk and found that it was a normal blue chair in front of my desk. I was shocked. Someone had replaced my desk. I sat down, overflowing, but free!

I looked around as students filed in. Bless whoever got me this chair. Students noticed I was getting a special desk, and connected the dots to my big bottom. History started and I opened my book. Mix sat in the desk beside me. She flipped her hair and looked over to me.

“I got you a new chair. I can be very persuasive.” Mix laughed. I nodded happy she did this for me. Then the memory of getting trapped, followed by ripping my pants in front of her. Sweat fell down my face like a torrent as I turned to her.

“I’m so sorry for everything I’ve done before.” I apologized. I looked away before she could smite me. Mix shrugged.

“Eh whatever. Hey Mr. Ass. Wanna join my club?” She asked. I blushed even harder at the idea. Two clubs In one day?

“W-What Is it…?” Ally asked. Mix smirked.

“Oh! Swim club.” She answered. She seemed to smile as if she could see me in a bathing suit. Bathing suits do not agree with me. I was gonna decline.

A ruler slapped our desk and both of us sat up.

“READ.” The teacher fumed. We both nodded and returned to our books.

I guess that was the end of that.