During her class, Nadine kept glancing down at her instrument case. Inside was an electric guitar. She was in a band and with her fellow band-mates (who she couldn't quite remember, oddly), they usually made use of the music department's sound system after school when practicing for their upcoming gig. The school allowed it, which was cool, but she really wished she could practice at home. Unfortunately, her parents were a couple of uptight assholes who thought that rock was devil music. She paused in thought for a moment, feeling like something was wrong.
"Nadine, don't zone out when I'm lecturing," the teacher said, noticing Nadine not paying attention.
"Sorry," she muttered, then looked back towards the teacher once again. She really wished that school would be over already so she could hang out with her friends (odd, she still couldn't quite remember who they were - that was kind of troubling, right?).
