So, first here's what everyone plays:

Alex - Trumpet

John - Flute

Lafayette - Alto sax

HERCULES MULLIGAN! - Bari sax

Angelica - Trumpet

Eliza - Clarinet

Peggy - Flute

Thomas - Trumpet

James - Mellophone

Aaron - Clarinet


"Hey! Are you Aaron Burr?" I asked as I approached a dude with a clarinet.

"Yes" he said, turning around. "Who are you?"

"My name is Alexander Hamilton-"

"The short trumpet player?"

"I'M NOT SHORT! Anyway. The band director said to look for you"

"Why?"

"I play trumpet, but I wanna learn clarinet. I wanna play that in concert band"

"So you want me to teach you"

"That would be nice"

"While we're talking, let me give you some advice on how to survive band camp. Talk less"

"What?"

"Play more"

"Well, duh. It's marching band"

"Don't let anyone know if you're out of tune"

"You can't be serious"

"Don't you wannaget ahead?"

"Well, yeah but-"

"Fools who talk too much get laps"

A freckle faced boy with a flutecame over to us. "I'm John Laurens in the place to be! I can play the high A and I'm working on B!" John tried to play the high B and wound up - I have no idea what that noise was. "Notice I said working on B.
/The football team ain't nothing. The marching band rules"

Another boy came over. This dude had a saxophone. "Je m'appelle Lafayette. The Lancelot of the woodwind set. I came from afar just to say 'Bonsoir'. Tell the football team 'Casse toi'. Who's first chair? C'est moi"

Someone appeared behind us out of nowhere. "I am Hercules Mulligan. Up in it, lovin' it. I play baritone saxophone and I am killing it"

They all turned to me. "Who're you?"

"Who're you?"

"Who are you?"

"Who is this kid? What instrument does he play?"


Short author's note! This story will be updated daily unless something happens in real life.