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Oh well. I like this story and am continuing with or without reviews. So Ha.
Chapter 2;
The curse of the hat
After a week back from band camp, we had finally had practice. A week without band for me is like, a week without my friends. In some ways, that was basically true. I hadn't seen my best friends Kirstie and Jessica all, and I hadn't seen my boyfriend either. But, on the up side, I had seen Kyle twice. Lucky for me, he conveniently lives right down my street. Whenever he would drive by my house, he'd wave and give me a silly look.
"Elizabeth, you had better get down here in five seconds or you aren't going to practice at all." Derek, my older brother, yelled up the steps to me.
I rushed down the stairs, clarinet in one hand and my left shoe in the other. I was attempting to jam it on when he called, but it didn't help.
After rushing out to the car, I stumbled into the car.
Derek was bursting with laughter, as if I was the funniest sight he had ever seen.
I gave him a hard glare and told him to hurry up.
After arriving, I sat in the band room, catching up with my friends. My boyfriend sat next to me, and I would automatically include him in our conversations. He didn't seem to mind if he understood it or not. Our band director immediately started practice, for we only had two more practices to clean up our show before band nights. Instead of sitting at my usual chair, I swapped seats with another girl to sit by Kirstie. We played through our list of songs, and right after finishing ac/dc, I noticed.
"Kirstie! Lookit!"
She gave me a weird look and stared in the direction I was eyeing.
"Umm. So?"
"He's right there? So close to you?"
"Uhh. Yea."
"Awesome. I love this seat."
She just looks at me with the same look, and shakes her head.
After
practicing inside for what seems like an eternity, we go out to practice.
We
walk up the field behind the high school, when I realize that Kyle's
right behind me.
"Wow. Your short."
I roll my eyes. Go figure
"Wow. You're tall. So?"
He just shrugs and we keep walking.
The sun is straight in my eyes, even with sunglasses its hard to block it.
I then get an idea.
Looking back at Kyle, I see exactly what I want. His hat.
With flirting, I swiftly just took the hat and placed it on my head.
Kyle laughed as it fell over my eyes, being too big.
He offers up help, adjusting it in the back.
While lining up, my squad leader, looked over and her eyes widened.
"Liz! What in the world is that?"
"Umm. A hat."
She shakes her head, and calls over Gretchen, who just so happens to be her best friend.
Gretchen tries to grab it from me but I pull it to stay on my head.
After lining up on the back row for run on, all I can hear is "burn it, burn it, burn it." Coming from the general direction of my squad leader.
After going through a few songs, our director is yelling us for how sloppy our performance is.
Gretchen approached me after, and told me it was the curse of the hat.
I told Kyle and he laughed.
well? whatd u think? you like? please r&r ) up next, im skipping to a crucial band niite
