1. Introduction (Mr. Scott's POV, Hayden's Seventh Grade Year)

I looked over the cluster of kids sitting cross-legged before me, many of them clutching their instruments in their laps. Almost all of them I already knew from the previous school year. But there were three small, scared-looking faces that I didn't recognize. I took a deep breath. "Welcome to band camp, HC Marching Band. Yeah, I know, this isn't really a camp, but we don't have the time and resources to go to a real one. So deal."

A few of the older kids chuckled, and I saw the little brunette girl smile at her male companion. The redhead between them smiled up at me. "Would all the seniors please stand up?" I asked.

The four seniors got up, and Greg started the applause. He continued to clap even after they had sat back down on the grass. "Collins!" I yelled. "Shut up!"

He stuck out his tongue at me and casually stuck up his middle finger. I smiled and shook my head. The guy was nuts, and also about twice as old as me. He was also an amazing drumline instructor, and that was the reason I needed him.

"Juniors?"

Six kids got up, my best (and only) sousaphone player, my best drumliner, my best trombone player, my best trumpeter, and my best piccolo player among them. I had to say, my now-junior class had so much talent, it was pouring out of their ears. They got a huge round of applause, once again started by Collins. He started sticking his fingers in his mouth and whistling. "Go Mason!" That group sat down, lead snare Mason red in the face.

I put a fake 'Scott is angry' look on my face. "Collins, what part of 'Shut up' do you not understand?"

He touched his chin for a moment. "All of it."

The whole band burst out laughing, and I couldn't help looking at the three younger kids. The boy and the redhead were chuckling quietly, while the brunette was laughing extremely loudly. She already seemed to be fitting in.

"Sophomores!"

Three stood, including my second-best piccolo and my best Pit member. They all sat down quickly before they received too much clapping.

"Freshmen!"

Four freshmen got up off the grass, and only one of them remained standing after about a minute. "George, sit down!" I motioned with my hand.

"What if I don't want to, Scott?" He asked in an obnoxious voice.

"Then you shall have to deal with me… The Terminator!" Mr. Collins said in a deep voice.

Dustin George laughed, and Hunter, one of the sophomores, pulled him back to the ground. "Hats! Ouch!" The freshman yelled out.

"Thanks Hats." I said, and then got back on track. "Eighth graders!"

Ten of the almost-youngest students stood up. Three trumpeters, one saxophonist, one mellophone player, four drumliners, and one trombonist made up the eighth graders. The saxophonist was seriously one of the best I had seen in all my years. It would be kind of pathetic to say he was the best I had seen in my teaching career, since I had only been teaching for three years.

"Okay. Seventh graders stand up and loudly say your name and instrument." I called out.

The three youngest kids got up. The redhead spoke first, kind of softly, speaking only to me. "Olivia Carter, clarinet." She quickly sat down back on the grass.

The boy was next. "Simon Peters, drumline, I guess." He, too, spoke quietly, but at least he had turned to face the band. His brown, almost black, hair stood in irregular little tufts all around his head. He then joined the girl on the grass.

Only the brunette girl was last. I noticed she had very pointed features, black and white (School colors!) braces, and black-framed glasses with thick lenses. She turned to face the entire band, and spoke in a loud and carrying, but not show-off, voice. "Hayden Peters. Clarinet."

She turned back around, and I saw the wide smile spread on her face. She sat down on the ground. I took a long breath, and then smiled as well. I stood with my hands clasped behind my back.

"Well, enough with the introductions. Now let's get down to business."

A/N: Yeah, I had this story up before. But I had to make some minor changes so my plots were all set straight. Plus I changed some names around and such. So, yes, I'm quite sorry if you reviewed the old ones... So review these ones instead? *Big smile*