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That's what I should have had Billy say! lol

Jake thought it was weird that Danny had chosen to sit in the back of the bus on the way to Clarion University for band camp. He worried that Danny would get carsick and kept looking back from his usual seat at the front of the bus next to Mr. Reilly to make sure he wasn’t turning green. “I just want to hang out with the other seniors and not have to listen to you and Mr. Reilly talk about marching practice,” Danny had said as they boarded the bus. Danny was definitely regretting the d

Thank you! If you're looking at what's next, I'd read Aiden's War before Dustin's World. Aiden's War is like WAR 6.5.

Danny's always had a public persona held together with duct tape and charisma.

That'd be an interesting twist!

Oh, we're definitely heading for a collision between our boys! (Is it even one of my stories without drama? lol)

Danny's story is going to be very interesting. But the good news is he's not in a dangerous place, just a bad place in his head.

I loved Aiden's War. It was like WAR 6.5. Tyler was one of my favorite characters. And of course, Mr. Hartley is just reveling in his evilness.

I spent many years in the marching band. Some wonderful memories. Danny and danger are like peanut butter and jelly.

Who would have thought these two idiots would turn out to be responsible adults?

Thank you! I'm glad you're enjoying the story!

Kyle McHenry walked quickly from the band room following the final tryouts, phone in hand, fingers scrolling his contacts to reach out to his boyfriend. The day went exactly as the rest of the week had gone. Marching drills in the morning. Music drills in the afternoon. Field drills in the evening. His marching and performance were in top shape, and it was obvious he had been well taught in high school. He was a shoo-in to make the cut and become part of the Nittany Lions marching band. Everyone

Thank you! Glad you're enjoying it!

I'm picturing Billy in his office with dozens of paint chips. All of his coworkers have been surveyed. His boss reminding him the quarterly reports are due. And Billy being like "Wait! Before you go... does this look too beige? I mean, it's warm. But maybe too warm?" And Billy's boss just shaking his head and leaving Billy to his swatches. He knows the reports will be done, he just enjoys the Billy show.

“This is going to be my year,” Danny Rossi told himself as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. Senior year had finally arrived, marked by the first day of band practice that midsummer morning of 2018. For years, Danny had watched as others had gotten ahead of him in band while he lingered in mediocrity, but no longer! He was a senior now. No longer would his band director, Mr. Reilly, be able to ignore the improvement he’d made. He’d worked hard all summer practicing his trumpet