When Rodrick arrived to school the next day he found a vase of edelweiss on his desk. He read the card. It said;
'I always get the first move! -Gilbert'
Rodrick rolled his eyes, but couldn't bring himself to throw the flowers away. Instead he walked around the room, putting one in every instrument. When his students flooded in, they smiled at the flower. He sighed, pushing Gilbert's card into a drawer. He walked out to greet his class.
"Good morning. Three weeks until concert! And band students, our last show is tonight."
The students groaned. He smiled. This happened every year at the end of marching season.
"Everyone outside! This is going to be our best show yet!"
When the got to the field, they found it covered in edelweiss in the shape of a huge heart. Rodrick's face flamed.
"Really Gilbert?"He murmered to himself.
"On our field?"
He shook his head and turned to the class.
"Let's get this cleaned up so we can practice."
That night at the game, Gilbert found Rodrick as he was getting ready for half-time.
"Roddy! What are you doing here?"Gilbert yelled. Rodrick flinched.
"I'm at every game you idiot. I'm the band director. You know that."
"Oh yeah!"
The buzzer rang.
"I have to go, I have a show to put on."
As the game came to a close, the winning score was played. Gilbert picked Rodrick up, spun him around, and kissed him. The band and team cheered. Rodrick blushed and fell back.
"Why'd you do that?"He demanded.
Gilbert laughed.
"I always get the first move."