Well this is waaay more popular than I expected it to be, so here is a ton more drabbles.
Trombone and tuba
"Your turn," Emily smirked after punching Blair in the arm. The tuba player just grinned and reached over and punched the trombone section leader in the arm as well. Thus began the daily punching battle. The duo went back and forth in the same manor until the bell rang.
"I totally won!" cried Blair as Emily clutched her arm in mock pain.
"Not true!" she cried going to punch him again. Blair caught her hand though, and laced his fingers though hers. The two walked out of the band hall and into the crowded hallways of their school.
"So true," the tuba player whispered in her ear.
Trombone and clarinet
Sarah made a strange face as she pulled her sweaty uniform off of her body. Her seat buddy next to her laughed, but his was no better off.
"Sweaty hair feels so gross," Sarah said as Travis pulled apart his clarinet. She knew her trombone was tucked away in the trailer, and there was no need to worry about it for now. She glance out the window as Travis plopped down next to her. She glanced at her phone. It was almost 10:30, and they still had a three hour ride home from the game.
The ride started out much as the ride there had, with every one talking and goofing off, but this time many fell asleep. Sarah was no exception.
"Sarah, wake up we're back," Travis said, gently pulling back from she had been curled into his side. (Don't laugh, he was warm, and she was cold!) She blushed a deep crimson as soon as she realized the way she had fallen asleep. Her blush deepened when she realized Travis was awake the whole time. Then he spoke again, "You're cute when you sleep."
Then he got off the bus, and waved as he got into his car and headed home, grinning from ear to ear.
Bari Sax and Bass Clarinet
"Some low woodwind sectional party, huh?" Asked Macy, staring at a wall in boredom, her bass clarinet nearby.
"Yeah, It's unfortunate that no one showed," Zane said, his Bari sax sitting next to him on the floor. "We should have a jam session."
And so they did. They both pulled out their instruments and began playing. Then they decided to go out into the street and play for everyone. Many people came outside when they heard them (but mostly Zane), and were fascinated with what they were hearing.
"We should do this again," Zane said through his grin.
"No question. Same time next week?"
Tuba and Trumpet
The blonde tuba section sighed. It was another class where she failed to talk to the adorable trumpet player that sat next to her. She was crushing so hard, yet could not get up the nerve to talk to him. There was no way she could do it. He was an amazing player; she thought she was average. He was gorgeous; she saw nothing beautiful in herself. (Others disagreed, she was an amazing tuba player, and absolutely beautiful.)
The next day in class the two sat down next to another again. She flashed him an awkward smile, and he nodded in a greeting. She told herself all through class that she was going to talk to, but she never could. She was just too shy, and so once again; she watched him walk away.
Bass clarinet and trombone
I will not die when I walk in there, Leah told herself as she looked at her locker in the midst of the trombone section. She took a deep breath, tightened the grip on her bass clarinet, and trudged into the mass of trombone playing males.
"Hey Leah," her favorite trombone player, Brent said as he saw her putting away her instrument.
"Hey," she responded, "Don't you have your own section to bother?" They always joked around like that.
"Don't you?" He asked her. She shook her head. She was the only bass clarinet, and she was proud of it. Brent narrowed his eyes, as they got a mischievous glint in them. Suddenly Lean found herself over Brent's shoulder. When he dropped her to the ground in the parking lot, he continued to walk her to her car, and opened the door her knew to be unlocked. He absolutely wasn't putting anonymous love letters in there earlier.
"I'll talk to you later Leah," he said as he closed the driver's side door and watched his love drive away, oblivious.
Flute and Tuba
"Why didn't you play a smaller instrument, Josh?" asked Mickayla, as the two walked through the crowded hall.
"Because small instruments are for losers," Josh said matter of factly. Mickayla stuck out her tongue at him. He merely grinned at the flutist, and walked out the door, into the significantly emptier courtyard.
"Do you think I could play it sometime?" the petite girl asked. Fact is she was serious, even if it was bigger than she was.
"Sure, but we should probably be careful when you do," Josh said with a wink.
Bass clarinet and Euphonium
"Break up into sectionals. Addison, go with Ron and you two practice together," the band director said. She has sympathy on the two instruments with only one in their section.
Once in the practice room, the bass clarinet and euphonium player looked at one another. They both had their part down, as it was simple, and easy to play.
"Let's play through it once," Addison said, simply to say they had worked on something, but that was quick. They were back to nothing. Eventually the two began talking about anything and everything. They often got paired for sectionals.
It was after her next class when Addison saw Ron. She started to say hey, but he seemed to ignore her. He just didn't see me is all, She told herself because she knew that earlier, there had been a spark that she did not want to ignore this time.