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♮Euphonium Section Leader
♯Senior

Jedi opened the door that led to the room he would be occupying for the school year, his headphones around his neck and his iPod turned up at full blast. He was wearing his pacific crest shirt with red athletic shorts, and just plain old black converse high tops. His long brown hair was tied up in a ponytail, mostly to hide the fact it hadn't been brushed in a few days. Though it wasn't doing a good job, as a few hairs were sticking out, and you could see the few knots that had formed in his rat's nest.

The dorm rooms all looked the same at first, but eventually everyone put up posters or something along the lines of that. Dropping the three bags he had brought on his bed -one being his marching band duffel bag full of clothes and other accessories, a backpack with books (specifically manga) and his notebooks, and a messenger back full of music books, folders, and stuff for Euphie, his marching euphonium, and the euph he would be using during the concert band season. Setting the instrument case next to the bed, Jedi fell onto the bed, his legs sticking out off of the edge. He had just flown in back from Indianapolis the previous night after a long season with Pacific Crest. This year, though, he would audition for Blue Coats. After marching with Pacific Crest for two years, it was time to move on. At the moment, he had no roommate, but that would most likely change in the near future. Though he wasn't complaining, he just wasn't use to having all this space to himself. Before Savanna, Jedi would share a room with his brother, Axel, and then when he came here his freshmen year, he shared it with whoever he roomed with at the school, then with drum corps he would sleep with a whole bunch of other people in a gym. Needless to say, this felt weird. There was so much room, so quiet, with the exception of his music. It was driving him crazy, having no one to talk to. Maybe Jedi would go out in a bit, after a little nap. It wouldn't kill him to wait to talk to his friends, to see the freshmen. There was a girl who wanted to march one of the euphs, which puzzled him. Normally, the girls just wanted to use the baritones, because of the weight and all. Well, he wasn't gonna make her not march the euph, but he hoped she knew what she was doing.

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♮Euphonium Section Leader
♯Senior

Jedi didn't expect the dorm to look the way it did when he entered. Not at all. In fact, when he did walk into the room, he slowed down significally, taking in his surroundings. "...wow...did not see this coming" he said, the flow of his words just as slow as his gait. "I'm assuming you're my roommate?" he said to the white haired guy. Since you ARE decorating the place anyway he thought. Though, he did like the way it looked. Behind him,in the hallways, he heard Pepe knocking on the doors of the other students doors, saying the same thing to each and every one of them. Then she came to theirs, and saw Jedi. "Oh! You already know. Nevermind!" And turned to continue on, before saying "Hi Jedi!" Jedi just sighed, "Hey Pepe...didnt we already do this?" She just shrugged, before taking off once more. He just shook his head.

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♮Euphonium Section Leader
♯Senior

Jedidiah just smirked at...Azrael's reaction. "Name's Jedidiah, but like the...girl, if you must call her that, you can call me Jedi." Honestly, Jedi wasn't sure anymore. She kept her hair short, and she had a boyish figure. Hearing footsteps, he heard "Hey! Just cause I look like a guy doesn't mean I can march with the Cavaliers!" Pepe
called. Apparently, she had finished her job.
Ignoring this, he watched as his roommate played his synth. It seemed to Jedi that he was showing off...in a sense. It took a lot to impress him though, but he wasn't going to say anything. "Right" he replied. He suddenly remembered why he was here in the first place, and sighed. "Well, anyway, percussion's meeting in the band room. Ria, that is, the pit captain, hates it when people are late" he explained "she hates idiots even more. And...she's insane." He lowered his voice slightly "but you didn't hear that from me" he said with a wink. Walking over to the side of his bed, where Euphie's case was located, opened it, and pulled her out, admiring her silver beauty ((major band geek: guilty as charged)). Then, after shutting the case, he grabbed his gym bag, and set it on his bed, before opening it, rumaging through the mess of blue juice refills, slide grease, DCT, gold bond, and other things, until he found the sunscreen. As he applied the greasy stuff onto his skin, as he easily sunburned, he asked "So where are you from? Never seen you round here before."

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♮Euphonium Section Leader
♯Senior

Jedi just smirked at Azrael's response. "Oh? Going to be all secretive are we?" The air seemed to feel colder, as if someone were extremely pissed, and somehow it involved himself...or maybe it was the sunscreen. He wasn't sure. "Well...it's your manhood I guess. Like I said, Ria's insane. And a little bird told me that the synth part was somewhat important, so..." his voice trailed off a bit.
It was somewhat sunny around here. Enough to give him a horrible sunburn anyway. "No, it's not. I'm just white..." Jedi paused "well, you can't tell right now, but usually I'm as pale as you are right now." His skin was significantly darker than what it was usually. It was more of a coffee with a hint of cream type of color. A side affect of marching under the hot sun from early morning to late night all summer. But, there were spots on his body where it made him look like he had vitiligo. But, it was just where he got sunburned again, but since his skin was still peeling, give it an odd look. There were some of these patches on his cheeks. Jedi didn't care, even when people stared.

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♮Euphonium Section Leader
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Jedi shrugged. This guy really didn't want to leave, did he? Though, perhaps the only thing keeping him here was his instrument. It didn't look light. Jedi thought about carrying it for Azrael, but quickly pushed that idea to the back of his mind. Hell no! I'm not gonna baby him! I don't even know him! However...maybe Ria coming here herself would be the thing to get Azrael off his a**. Sitting down on his bed, Jedi pulled out his phone, and went into messaging to compose a text

To: Ria "The Terrorist"
From: Jedidiah
Message: If you're looking for your synth player, he's in dorm 1. He refuses to leave.
Oh, btw, Belski picked a sick as hell show this year, yeah? biggrin

After hitting send, he put the phone back into his pocket, and sighed. Hey, he was white, and white people were notorious for snitching. Jedi was no exception.

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Jedi looked up, hoping Azrael hadn't seen anything. By the way he wasn't reacting, he hadn't, lucky for Jedi. He couldn't help but watch his roommate as he stared out the window. "No, not at all. I didn't really plan on putting anything up on the walls anyway, cept my calender." It wasn't a 12 month calender, it was just a DCI calender, with all the major drum corps dates and whatnot.

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♮Euphonium Section Leader
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Jedidiah froze up slightly. "um..." he was cut off by Azrael listing what he thought the room needed, and Jedi kept quiet. Something just told him that even if he objected to his roommates desire to decorate, it would just fall onto deaf ears. Though...Jedi didn't have a problem with the Gackt poster, or the border for his calender. "Right." he said. Not a problem at all...
Jedi suddenly realized he was grinning stupidly, like that of a fan girl when she sees her idol or whatever. Which caused him to blush. Therefore, making him feel so embarrassed. which made him blush harder. And therefore, caused this circle like thing, until his face was as red as a tomato.