A/N: Ah, flute. The best instrument ever. I play it, so it is awesome :) Much of this is based off of my actual section. The sweetness, the hugeness, the family attitude. Anyway, please read and review.
Flute
Yeah, I'm a flute. So many bands' flute sections are preppy little blondes in need of attitude adjustments. Not us. We're the saints of our band. We're the sweet ones. We're the ones who have the section leader that everyone pretty much adores, or is declared a certifiable devil worshipper. The flutes are assigned to ride the bus with low brass and trumpets to keep them in line.
Now, don't get me wrong, we're not the party-pooper-stop-that-right-now-or-I'll-tell-the-director types. We're hyperactive little idiots who don't need drugs to get high. We're the angelic section where everyone is friends with everyone else, and the section and squad leaders have adopted one or more of the freshman as their little siblings.
We're also the section with some of the biggest competition. There are twelve of us in marching band alone (oh, sure, a few of us are oboes, but still). I happen to be sitting pretty at second chair Symphonic Band. Not bad for a junior. Not bad at all. The most there can be in the highest band at a time is three flutes. No more. I'll probably be one of them next year. I hope so, at least.
This section is the only section where we're ALL a perfectly functional family, except maybe the mellos. We love each other. And a quarter of us are graduating. It's a sad thing. A quarter of our band is leaving. We'll miss them, I know. But life goes on. We'll get more freshmen, and they'll follow on in our footsteps. We just have to teach them right.
Next year's my last year here. I think I'll go on to major in art. My flute'll take a back seat, but I don't think I'll ever stop playing for good.