The Swishing Sound a Blade Makes.

When you hear it, you should flinch.

Jump outta the way.

That's probably the worst sound you could hear.

Your fate has been chosen;

here it comes.

That's what I'm hearing, right now:

Cameron skipped practice,

Cameron's got three F's,

Cameron's got a GPA of 1.6,

Cameron's not drum major any more,

Cameron's missing credits,

Cameron's not going to graduate.

I dunno.

Maybe he needs motivation.

Maybe he needs unrest to operate;

something to repair.

I can't tell if he's hearing the sound,

or if it's already happened.

. . . . .

Could it be both?

Now we have to figure out who the drum major is going to be.

Who's the 'backup'.

Who will take his place.

Like I'm hearing right now,

"We'll find out tomorrow, Cameron."

Tanner just made me realize

we'll all be in the same school,

if he doesn't graduate.

I don't know if if is the right word to use anymore.