m<a class="postlink" href="http://www.barnorama.com/wp-content/images/2012/03/nice_girls_05/01-nice_girls_05.jpg">http://www.barnorama.com/wp-content/ima ... rls_05.jpg</a>m<br/><br/>Sasha was a straight A student. Always did her homework, was part of the popular clique, and was always homecoming and Prom queen. She was part of every club, including drama. She did every sport and every theater production. She was perfect in every way.<br/><br/>Every day she would wake up, do her hair, put on something pastel and head to school. Thai morning, she caught a glimpse of a flyer for auditions to be in a band. She made a note on the time and place and headed to school so she wasn't late. She got to class just in time for Chemistry. She sat in her usual place in the middle of the room, her books spread wide and neatly over her table. She scrawled away as she took notes. She was usually the only person in any of her classes that actually paid attention. She knew that she was going somewhere with her life and she wasn't planning on getting rid of it all. The idea of the band audition burned in the back of her mind. She was a great singer, and by the looks of the flyer, the band was desperate. She heard about Buckshot once or twice, but not a lot. They were decent.<br/><br/>Sasha looked up and saw Adam walk in late as always. She drew her attention back to her notes. Once the bell rang she moved and put her things in her bag and headed for the door, the slip of flyer falling out from her bag as she walked. She realized it had dropped and went to pick it up hastily so nobody would see what she was planning on doing after school.