Summer isn't over till that clock hits zero!
"1...2...3 go band!" every one yells as we walk on too the field for our last home game. The crowd went silent as we started playing.
After pre-game we walked back to the stands. Every clusters up with their little social groups. Me the Saxes and the lead trumpet player all sit around laughing and joking. I'm going to miss these guys.
"Hey guys let get out…" our music teacher was muffled by the sound of the crowd we scored we all began chanting "S. H. S".
soon time went by and half time rolled along we made our way to the same field we have been on for the last 5 months (including summer camp) .we played threw or green day show. And we watched the seniors speech. And we walked off the field. We all met in the band room. I ran up to my friends who would be leaving next year and hugged them. It wouldn't be the same with out them here.
We all went back to the bleachers and laughed.
Soon the clock struck zero. And we played our finale song. I walked back with the Saxes. Put my clarinet in its cage and walked back with the group. We said our usual thing "GO BAND"
Then I remember
"See you all in concert band "