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of them knew when to shut the hell up. Why couldn’t they understand that people want to hear the music, not your ridiculous commentary? I think we were both so annoyed with the level of professionalism, not to mention that, if possible, each seemed to be worst than the last, that we had to bail on the last guy in a hurry. Drew suggested we shelve the DJ option for a while and check a few of the bands that I found online.
    The bands were a much better option than the DJs. Most of them did covers of popular music and a few had some original work; those were the ones that impressed me the most. One in particular, Bare Wonder, had such an awesome set list that I would have booked them on the spot. Unfortunately, my partner didn’t feel the same way, although he wouldn’t explain why so instead we left telling them we would be in touch, which sounded like a terrible cliché. I just hoped they would still be available when the time came to book the talent.
    By the end of the day, I was not in the greatest of moods since we had spent hours running in circles. He hated just about anything I liked and vice versa and my frustration was rising. I was just about to give in and be done with all of it when he spoke up. “Why don’t we compromise?”
    “Excuse me?” I asked in a frustrated tone.
    “Compromise. You know, meet in the middle. Work out a deal. Compromise,” he said in rapid succession as if I was stupid.
    “I know what it means,” I informed him with irritation. “So what kind of compromise are you suggesting?” I furrowed my brow knowing I was not going to like what came next.
    “How about this? I’ll pick the DJ and you pick the band. We can have the DJ play in between the band’s sets so we’ll have music going continuously; it’s a win-win.” He shrugged as if it was the perfect solution and while I agreed, I pretended to mull it over and let him sweat it out. It was a compromise that I could live with since I was going to get the band that I really wanted. Besides, if we had music going nonstop, there wouldn’t be a lull in the evening and maybe guests would be more generous.
    “So what do you think?” He asked brightly.
    “Alright, deal.” I smiled with sincerity, for perhaps the first time since we teamed up earlier. Maybe working together on this wouldn’t be so bad. I mean, if he was this easy going, our partnership was sure to result in a pretty damn good fundraiser.
    Everything after that first day seemed to flow easily enough and somehow, we had taken over the planning for most of the event. Drew and I talked almost every day making sure that we had things covered. Every once in a while, we would have lunch together because we had practice after school and it was the only opportunity either of us had to exchange information. On the rare occasions we couldn’t manage that, we would end up on the phone for quite some time discussing the Gala, although those conversations usually steered to some banter about school, teammates or something else and I was surprised to find that he was pretty easy to talk to. The more I talked to him the more I grew to like him.
    We had worked day and night for three weeks straight to make everything come together for the big event. I never thought he would try as hard as he did, but he ended up having some great ideas, which I appreciated. He was my complete opposite, and somewhere along the way, with all the time we had to spend together, we became friends. None of the rumors I heard about him seemed to be all that true, despite the fact that he did seem to be a sweet talker where the girls were concerned.
    I was actually amazed at how easily it happened. We each had the other nailed pretty good, so he was forever trying to get me to come out of my shell, while I was knocking his arrogant ass down a few pegs. He seemed to think pretty highly of himself, although he might have just been pretending to keep up his reputation. The only drawback to the planning was