Cassie"Hey," I called to the guy with the green hair. What was his name again? All I can remember is he loves eating and sleeping."Kasey," Mel whispered beside me."Kasey," I called again."Yes?" he asked, finally turning around. I handed him the slam book he gave me a few days ago. I totally forgot about it until it magically showed itself to me this morning. I didn't know such thing still exists. Even grade school students prefer to use F******k."Seriously, Cass? It's been a week. How can you not know their names?" Mel said as I went back to our station."Uhm, because I'm a visual learner?" I answered. "I’m not really good with names. And I know Clark."Clark, the bassist. He's really nice. He reminds me of an uncle. Not my uncle, though. They’re all bonkers."That's not good enough," Mel said, exasperated.I knew Mel sent our applications forms to them first. A couple of them, actually. But I really didn't think we'd get them. I was merely patronizin
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