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Also this story is my first NCIS fic and I hope you all enjoy it. Criticism is welcome but be nice please. I love reviews so don't hesitate to press the button at the end and leave me a nice one.

Chapter 1- Arrival and Meeting Gibbs

Tim stood with Abby in front of the school wide-eyed. The two best friends had decided that they would stick together since both were going to the local college and had signed up for marching band. Abby was a wicked piccolo player and Tim was a percussionist. He was determined to prove his worth and hopefully get a position as a snare or if he was lucky, quints. He could only hope he wasn't mallet percussion or cymbals but he would settle for bass drum. He could only wait for camp the next day. Abby turned to him and said loudly, "We did it! We're going to be going to school together. I can't wait! I wonder who the director of the band is? I heard it was some red head woman with a temper to match her hair."

"That would be the colorguard coach Miss Shepard."

The two best friends turned around to see I tall lanky kid with glasses. Before either could ask who he was the boy said, "I'm Jimmy Palmer. I'm a sophomore in the band. You must be freshmen. What's your names?"

Abby smiled and replied, "My name is Abby Scuito. I play flute and piccolo. This here is Tim McGee. He's a percussionist."

Jimmy smiled and said, "Doctor Mallard will be welcome to have a person willing to play piccolo. He usually has to assign it since no one ever wants the job. Tim is it? You'll be with Mr. Gibbs. He's tough as nails but an amazing drum instructor. Just stay on his good side and-"

"Palmer, you helping the brand new freshies?"

As Abby and Tim turned to see a kid a little older than Jimmy approach. Jimmy chuckled and responded, "Just informing them about the directors. Guys, this is Tony DiNozzo and Drumline section leader as well as the biggest flirt around. What are you doing here so early Tony? I'd expected you to still be helping Kate out with getting the field ready for tonight's get together."

"Kate yelled at me to get going cause I was messing around too much. Quoting the drama queen, 'Tony, I don't care if I have to set the field up myself but I can't stand your immature actions. I don't care if Gibbs said you were to help me. You are causing me more trouble than it's worth.' She's been taking a lesson from Gibbs or something cause she's got his bad temper and his ability to sneak behind people when- Why are you staring Palmer?"

All of a sudden Tony was slapped in the head by a middle aged man with grey hair. Abby and Tim chuckled as the older student stammered, "Hey Boss, didn't think you'd be here this early. I can explain why I'm not with Kate. I-"

The man gave Tony a glare before turning to the freshmen and saying, "I'm Leroy Jethro Gibbs but I go by Gibbs or Boss. I'm over the Drumline. What's your names?"

Abby smiled big and replied, "I'm Abby Scuito! I play piccolo and flute. I prefer piccolo though."

Gibbs turned to Tim who replied, "I'm Timothy McGee but I go by Tim. I'm a percussionist."

Gibbs gave Tim a look over while he commented, "Stocky but has some lean build here and there. Tall but not too tall. Firm stance but leans into the ground too much. McGee, what drumline positions have you had in the past few years?"

Tim got a serious look on his face as he stated, "Bass Drum freshmen year. Snare sophomore and junior year. Quints senior year as well has Drumline section leader both senior and junior years."

Gibbs looked impressed as he said, "I expect great things from you for these next four years. Report to the field at 1100 hours. That goes for all of you. I'd rather not have a discussion with Director Vance about tardiness."

With that Gibbs walked off and left the band geeks behind. Once he was out of earshot Palmer commented, "I don't know what you guys did but I've never seen Gibbs that impressed with anyone in awhile. Not since Tony-"

Tony smacked Palmer on the back of the head before he could finish his sentence and told the two freshmen, "Ignore Palmer. Just be at the field at 1100. Gibbs won't be happy if you're late even though you are just freshmen."

With that Tony grabbed Palmer and headed off leaving the two friends confused and intrigued.

Author's Note: I hope that turned out good for a first chapter. I'm pretty pleased with it myself. This story comes from my personal experiences as a Marching Band Geek. I am a proud former member of the Liberty Blue Jay Pride Marching Band. I'm still in band even though marching season has ended for me. I will have a lot of band lingo in here and some marching lingo so if you aren't a current or former band geek and don't understand just ask me. I'm more than happy to explain. Well… I'm off and please leave a review since it's so easy to press the button below! ~Valkyrie-Chick~