Nat read that off the girl's shirt. She had jagged cut blonde hair with blue streaks, and wore a jacket with jeans and boots.
"Terri and the Thrashers? Never heard of them." Nat said.
"That's our band. The Terri part? That's me." the blonde said.
"Yeah, maybe I'll pick up a CD..." Nat said.
After class, Terri handed Nat a note.
It read:
"Hey Nat,
Our band's practicing tonight, you should come. Bring an instrument or some sweet chops.
Rock on,
Terri."
"Me in a band? But I don't even have an instrument." Nat said to herself as she walked into second period, oblivious to the note in her backpack growing and morphing, gaining a long handle and some keys.
Nat sat down and heard piano sounds coming out of her backpack.
"What the heck?" the tomboy said as she pulled out a cherry red keytar.
"Miss Natalia. If you would mind putting away your instrument, we can start with class." the Science Teacher said.
"But this isn't mine!" Nat said.
"Typical rocker. Making excuses to carry their gear everywhere." a girl in a sports coat said.
Nat huffed after being shushed by the teacher, who took "her" keytar away and said that Nat would have it back after class.
So the day went on....