http://slow.writerscafe.org/nerdygirlxx The original writings of author Dusk Twilight en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776082225 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15    We get situated in our assigned locker room. Putting on the finishing touches of our uniforms and getting our instruments situated. Jordan helps me around as I asked him. I had never been here before, I still had to get used to it.   The room was loud until the announcer came .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472891/    We were told to sit near our section on the bus so I sat on the bus seat across from Jordan. I sat beside Wesley and Elizabeth was behind me. Kailey and Lexi shared the seat in front of me.   "Are you excited?" Jacob asks me.   "More nervous than excited," .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472890/    "Okay, Mel. You can do this... Mrs. Jerik will be recording us and I'll, of course, tell you where you messed up, if you mess up, and let you improve. We're the guest band so we get to go first."   I nod and walk to my spot in the line. "You're Kailey, right?" I ask .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472887/    My mom drops me off at the band door and leaves. This was the last practice before the football game and I knew I had the show down. I can do it. I keep telling myself.   "Mel, over here! Our section is practicing together!" Jordan says and I walk in the directi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472884/    I am awaken by the sound of my section leader and mom talking from the front door. "Can I practice with Melody today?" He asks.   "Sure... When?" She replies.   "Like, right now... I was thinking the football field. Is that alright with you?"   "It's fine w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472883/    Mrs. Jerik talks about a few things and then turns it over to Hannah. Hannah asks everyone to go outside. I grab Jordan's elbow and follow him out.   The door creaks as someone opens it and then the sun's rays hit me and almost immediately I begin sweating. It was always hot o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472881/    I wake up and yawn. It had been two weeks since I had been to band practice. I hadn't even spoken with Mrs. Jerik at school. Jo had came to the house, but my mom had turned him out.   Thrusting the covers off of me, I sit up and throw my legs off the bed. I lightly feel for th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472880/    "Melody! Could you come down here?" I hear my mother call me.   "Yes!" I reply and scurry downstairs. I trip on the last step but quickly regain my balance. "What is it?"   "I've been thinking about things..." She says and then pauses, "You are no longer grounded to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472877/    I hear taps on the window. My eyes flutter open and I rush to it.   "Who is it?" I ask quietly, not wanting to bring attention to my room.   "Me!" Harmony yells from outside. I'd recognize her voice anywhere. I smile and open the window. She falls in and slams clumsi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472875/    "Mel, I am very disappointed in you. I told you not to go and yet you still disobeyed me. The note you wrote was nearly unreadable," she sighs.   I tuck my chin in and look at the ground out of guilt. I had done so well! Maybe I should tell her. "Mom, but I had played almost a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472874/   A low and crackly voice says, "You can call me Jo, I don't care. From what I understand you're Melody Goldman?"   I nod. "Yep, but you can call me Mel or Melly. I don't care either."   "Okay, 'Mel,' how are you?" he says opening a door and leading me into it.   ".. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472871/    "I'm sorry, Ms. Jerik, but I refuse to let my daughter continue to play in the band." I scream and cry at my mother's feet. The crying made my head feel even worse, but I had to convince to let me march. Marching band was the only thing I could do right.   "Mom, I can do it!" .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472867/    I wake up and rub my eyes slowly remembering the events of yesterday, or was it earlier today? Where even am I? I blink a few times and look around. I see nothing. I close my eyes longer and open them again. Who turned out the lights?! In a panic I scream.   A door opens .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472865/    I hop in the car and my mom turns the key. The engine doesn't start. She tries again. Nothing.   "Be right back," I say lightly sitting my clarinet down on the dashboard of her beat up Chevy truck.   I walk into Jay's office. He's second in charge in the bandroom. "H.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472864/    "Hey, Mel, can I borrow that book you were reading?" Harmony asks as we approach our band lockers.   "It depends," I say taking my clarinet from my locker and putting it together. Harm takes out her trumpet and empties her spit valve. "Which one?" I continue as we walk into th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472861/ When fifteen-year-old Melody Goldman is in a car crash, the part of her brain that allows her to see is damaged. Now blind, she realizes how many of the things she loves to do are impossible now. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/nerdygirlxx/1472859/