Jacinta stretched her necks, her arms wrapping tighter around the textbooks and folders already clung closely to her chest. Jacinta was never a fan of football, or marching for that matter though any chance she had to play her clarinet was a good outcome for her by any means. Placing ber textbooks in her locker she retrieves her clarinet and her band folder, starting to tap at it softly with her fingers as she continues on to the band room. No sign of her best friend yet, Liz would turn up soon enough she knew.

By the time she reached the band students were already tickling in from every door. Jacinta gave a sigh, attempting to not look annoyed. Of course, it was the people there that were making her so but extra time she spent after class to finish the question she was on, as most of the class fleed upon the bell's first appearance despite still having a bit to do, left her leaving later than usual resulting in her appearance in the bandroom not be her signiture almost instance of the bell. 

At finially getting into room she opened her case and pulled a reed from it's plastic cover. She was yet to spot Liz, however, she could see Tutor in the distance. What was up with him? Even when Jacinta moved to America from Wales the pair were still practically brother and sister, so why was he shutting her out now? She decided to give it another try. 

"Tudor!" She greets him cheerily after she was close enough to not have to yell her greeting.
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