Okay so I decided it was time I needed to start another fic based on band
since I appear to have lost interest in my other two. This us just a
compilation of marching shows me and my friends dream of, though with our
current band director we'll never be able to do them. I changed the names
of my friends too, though I'm not really sure why.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these ideas (though I wish I did because they're pretty cool) and I certainly don't own my friends.
It was the night of our football Jamboree and I was at my friend, Briana's, house along with a few of my other friends. I was sitting on the computer, as usual. Lizzie and Haley sat behind me dictate what I was to say. They had no typing skills whatsoever and had gotten frustrated while talking to Dean so I had stepped in to help them out. Brianna was lying on the bed looking at a magazine while Caitlin and Aubrey danced on the other side of the room. We were all having a good time doing our own things.
"You know, we should do a Carmen Sandiego show one year." Brianna said out of nowhere.
"That would be cool." Caitlin said as she stopped dancing and flopped down on the bed beside her.
I laughed "Yeah Nadia would have one interesting costume," I said referring to our drum major. This year with the Latin show she had an outfit full of frills and bright colors. One could only dream of what she would look like dressed as Carmen Sandiego.
"No, seriously," Brianna said. "And someone could dress up as an FBI agent or something and be running around trying to find her while we march."
"Oh and the we could give each of the flags a different country to dress up as." Haley said turning away from the computer and joining the conversation.
"Or we could just give them a flag that represents that country. Cause you know how ghetto we are and everything." I threw in.
"Gah, why do you always have to find something wrong!" Haley screeched attacking me. I fell off my chair and we scuffled for a few minutes before I got her in a headlock.
"Sorry, it's just what I do." I said standing up. Everyone was laughing at us which only brought a smile to my face. What could I say, I loved to entertain.
"I think we should all get new uniforms and be FBI people. Then at the end Nadia runs into the middle of the field and we surround her." Aubrey said.
"Didn't I already comment on the ghettoness of our school?!" I yelled exasperatedly. "Oh come on Ella," Lizzie complained. "We're just dreaming."
"Yeah, cause you know Williams would never let us do it." Caitlin said.
"Still, it'd be cool." Brianna said with a glazed look over her face. Slowly we all returned to our previous activities. We had no idea that would be only the first of our many dream shows.
A/N: okay so tell me if it sucks and whether or not I should continue. Trust me, I have a boat load of shows we've made up to write about.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these ideas (though I wish I did because they're pretty cool) and I certainly don't own my friends.
It was the night of our football Jamboree and I was at my friend, Briana's, house along with a few of my other friends. I was sitting on the computer, as usual. Lizzie and Haley sat behind me dictate what I was to say. They had no typing skills whatsoever and had gotten frustrated while talking to Dean so I had stepped in to help them out. Brianna was lying on the bed looking at a magazine while Caitlin and Aubrey danced on the other side of the room. We were all having a good time doing our own things.
"You know, we should do a Carmen Sandiego show one year." Brianna said out of nowhere.
"That would be cool." Caitlin said as she stopped dancing and flopped down on the bed beside her.
I laughed "Yeah Nadia would have one interesting costume," I said referring to our drum major. This year with the Latin show she had an outfit full of frills and bright colors. One could only dream of what she would look like dressed as Carmen Sandiego.
"No, seriously," Brianna said. "And someone could dress up as an FBI agent or something and be running around trying to find her while we march."
"Oh and the we could give each of the flags a different country to dress up as." Haley said turning away from the computer and joining the conversation.
"Or we could just give them a flag that represents that country. Cause you know how ghetto we are and everything." I threw in.
"Gah, why do you always have to find something wrong!" Haley screeched attacking me. I fell off my chair and we scuffled for a few minutes before I got her in a headlock.
"Sorry, it's just what I do." I said standing up. Everyone was laughing at us which only brought a smile to my face. What could I say, I loved to entertain.
"I think we should all get new uniforms and be FBI people. Then at the end Nadia runs into the middle of the field and we surround her." Aubrey said.
"Didn't I already comment on the ghettoness of our school?!" I yelled exasperatedly. "Oh come on Ella," Lizzie complained. "We're just dreaming."
"Yeah, cause you know Williams would never let us do it." Caitlin said.
"Still, it'd be cool." Brianna said with a glazed look over her face. Slowly we all returned to our previous activities. We had no idea that would be only the first of our many dream shows.
A/N: okay so tell me if it sucks and whether or not I should continue. Trust me, I have a boat load of shows we've made up to write about.