Searching For Treasure
Chapter One
It was another normal day in band class (well, normal to us nerds; not to the rest of the school and staff). The poured rain all morning until it flooded one of the buildings and no one was able to leave their first period. So I sat there, in my "corner" reading a book on quidditch and snacking on Berty Bott's Every Flavor Beans. It was too boring and cold to do anything else unless I felt like going through everyone else's locker and steal their instrument, put it in a different locker, and pretend nothing ever happened.
"Hey, Alyssa!" Jeremy, our beloved Drum Major called out to me. "We're going to go scout the roof for buried treasure. Want to join us?" Since it was boring and I was too dry for my liking, I agreed to go. After six of us, Ryan the baritone player, Sam the tuba player, Chelsea our second drum major, Chris the clarinet player, Jeremy our first drum major, and me the best clarinet player, got on everything we could to keep us from getting too dry, we all crowded in the band locker room. I looked up and then down, counting how many tiles there were and then looking for the right one. After I found the gold designed tile, I tapped it three times with my wand and like magic, it opened. The hole that used to only fit a mouse grew until it could fit two tubas comfortably.
"All right! Come on!" I whispered. We all walked through the hole and found the ladder that took us to the secret entrance to the roof. Snow was now taking the place of rain and grabbing some snow in my hand, I threw it at Jeremy. Soon we started at snowball fight; Chris, Ryan and me vs. the two drum majors, Jeremy and Chelsea, and then Sam. The fight finally stopped after Jeremy was completely buried in snow and Chelsea and me ended up having to dig him out.
So, again, we were still on our search for buried treasure. I have no idea where this was suppose to be, but I followed Jeremy, who we all started to call "Fearless Leader".
"Oh, Fearless Leader!" Ryan called from the back of the group. "May we stop for a snack or a short rest? We are going to die!" Chelsea and I sniggered, but Jeremy wasn't paying much attention, so we still continued to walk across the roof.
Pulling out our wands, we all conjured up light because it was just getting to seem too much like midnight outside while my watch told me that is was only 10:30 in the morning.
"Jeremy? When are we going to stop?" Ryan kept crying, but Jeremy was just ignoring him. "We're lost! I knew we were and you don't know where you're going! Now we're all going to freeze to death!" It was about the time when we were starting to reach too many dead ends. We found the flooded classes and laughed as were threw snowballs at the unsuspecting teachers, janitors, and even the principal.
"Ok, that's it!" Ryan cried, holding up his wand and pointing it at Jeremy. "I will curse you if you don't answer me. Are.We.Lost?" But I had my wand out and stunned Ryan.
"Should we burry and leave him here?" I asked our Fearless leader, looking at Ryan's frozen face. "Ah, we'll come and get him in a couple years. Or at least until the snow melts away in the spring."
So, leaving our companion, Jeremy took his wand and bellowed, "Paradisius!" and soon, a hole appeared right in front of us. Walking into the hole with closed eyes, soon we were not cold and then we started to become hot. When my blues eyes became visible to everyone else, I stared at the scenery around me. We were on a deserted Island.
"Awesome!" I cried. "Spectacular! Now where do we head, Fearless Leader?"
"Alright, crew!" Jeremy laughed called, smiling at us while everyone stripped off his or her multiple jackets until their shirts were visible. "Chelsea, you, Sam and Chris head west, while Alyssa and I head east. Then we'll all meet somewhere in the middle. Or else, just say 'Banaromia!' and point your wand and you'll be able to get back to the band room."
So we split up. As we walked around the Island, I had a mysterious feeling that someone was watching me. The island was covered with trees and so, when Jeremy and I managed to get through to the inner circle, we found the coolest site. There, behind a lot of trees, was the coolest waterfall and it had a small pool that the water was filling. Immediately, since it was hot and we were tired, we jumped into the warm water in our cloths, soaking them.
It wasn't long after that did the rest of our group find the pool and, they too, jumped right in. Pretty soon we were having a water fight, this time, it was Jeremy and I vs. Chelsea, Sam, and Chris. When we all were too tired and Chris almost drowned, trying to swim back to the edge of the pool, we decided that that was enough for one hour and Jeremy divided us again, this time he and Sam were going one way while Chelsea, Chris, and me were to go the other.
"See any treasure yet?" Chris Carroll asked me, while walking through some more trees. "You know, if we're suppose to look for buried treasure, we would see the treasure, would we? I mean wouldn't we have to dig for the treasure?"
"So," a mysterious, coarse voice said very close to us, "you lookin' for me buried treasure, are ya?"
Chapter One
It was another normal day in band class (well, normal to us nerds; not to the rest of the school and staff). The poured rain all morning until it flooded one of the buildings and no one was able to leave their first period. So I sat there, in my "corner" reading a book on quidditch and snacking on Berty Bott's Every Flavor Beans. It was too boring and cold to do anything else unless I felt like going through everyone else's locker and steal their instrument, put it in a different locker, and pretend nothing ever happened.
"Hey, Alyssa!" Jeremy, our beloved Drum Major called out to me. "We're going to go scout the roof for buried treasure. Want to join us?" Since it was boring and I was too dry for my liking, I agreed to go. After six of us, Ryan the baritone player, Sam the tuba player, Chelsea our second drum major, Chris the clarinet player, Jeremy our first drum major, and me the best clarinet player, got on everything we could to keep us from getting too dry, we all crowded in the band locker room. I looked up and then down, counting how many tiles there were and then looking for the right one. After I found the gold designed tile, I tapped it three times with my wand and like magic, it opened. The hole that used to only fit a mouse grew until it could fit two tubas comfortably.
"All right! Come on!" I whispered. We all walked through the hole and found the ladder that took us to the secret entrance to the roof. Snow was now taking the place of rain and grabbing some snow in my hand, I threw it at Jeremy. Soon we started at snowball fight; Chris, Ryan and me vs. the two drum majors, Jeremy and Chelsea, and then Sam. The fight finally stopped after Jeremy was completely buried in snow and Chelsea and me ended up having to dig him out.
So, again, we were still on our search for buried treasure. I have no idea where this was suppose to be, but I followed Jeremy, who we all started to call "Fearless Leader".
"Oh, Fearless Leader!" Ryan called from the back of the group. "May we stop for a snack or a short rest? We are going to die!" Chelsea and I sniggered, but Jeremy wasn't paying much attention, so we still continued to walk across the roof.
Pulling out our wands, we all conjured up light because it was just getting to seem too much like midnight outside while my watch told me that is was only 10:30 in the morning.
"Jeremy? When are we going to stop?" Ryan kept crying, but Jeremy was just ignoring him. "We're lost! I knew we were and you don't know where you're going! Now we're all going to freeze to death!" It was about the time when we were starting to reach too many dead ends. We found the flooded classes and laughed as were threw snowballs at the unsuspecting teachers, janitors, and even the principal.
"Ok, that's it!" Ryan cried, holding up his wand and pointing it at Jeremy. "I will curse you if you don't answer me. Are.We.Lost?" But I had my wand out and stunned Ryan.
"Should we burry and leave him here?" I asked our Fearless leader, looking at Ryan's frozen face. "Ah, we'll come and get him in a couple years. Or at least until the snow melts away in the spring."
So, leaving our companion, Jeremy took his wand and bellowed, "Paradisius!" and soon, a hole appeared right in front of us. Walking into the hole with closed eyes, soon we were not cold and then we started to become hot. When my blues eyes became visible to everyone else, I stared at the scenery around me. We were on a deserted Island.
"Awesome!" I cried. "Spectacular! Now where do we head, Fearless Leader?"
"Alright, crew!" Jeremy laughed called, smiling at us while everyone stripped off his or her multiple jackets until their shirts were visible. "Chelsea, you, Sam and Chris head west, while Alyssa and I head east. Then we'll all meet somewhere in the middle. Or else, just say 'Banaromia!' and point your wand and you'll be able to get back to the band room."
So we split up. As we walked around the Island, I had a mysterious feeling that someone was watching me. The island was covered with trees and so, when Jeremy and I managed to get through to the inner circle, we found the coolest site. There, behind a lot of trees, was the coolest waterfall and it had a small pool that the water was filling. Immediately, since it was hot and we were tired, we jumped into the warm water in our cloths, soaking them.
It wasn't long after that did the rest of our group find the pool and, they too, jumped right in. Pretty soon we were having a water fight, this time, it was Jeremy and I vs. Chelsea, Sam, and Chris. When we all were too tired and Chris almost drowned, trying to swim back to the edge of the pool, we decided that that was enough for one hour and Jeremy divided us again, this time he and Sam were going one way while Chelsea, Chris, and me were to go the other.
"See any treasure yet?" Chris Carroll asked me, while walking through some more trees. "You know, if we're suppose to look for buried treasure, we would see the treasure, would we? I mean wouldn't we have to dig for the treasure?"
"So," a mysterious, coarse voice said very close to us, "you lookin' for me buried treasure, are ya?"