Hehe...my friend who writes alot of stories for FF.net (blackpegasus) told me to create an account and start writing stories...so I did. This is my first story-type-thingy so let me introduce myself. AHEM....uh.....yeah. Oh, I play saxamophone and I'm a band geek. That's pretty much it.
I decided to create a series of stories based on my highschool and people in it and the events that take place here...some things have more truth than others and most of it is embellished upon....or...something to that extent. Oh, and all the names are changed (OBVIOUSLY people don't have names like Banana or Gerg, fool!) Um...yeah, the series is called Town High and the Smars Marching Band. This is the first story in the series and it's called Banana's Story....this is in NO WAY RELATED TO ME AT ALL! NOT AT ALL! *WINKWINK*...um...yeah, that was dumb....anyway, here's the story. Oh yeah, they'll get better...so if you think this is crappy...well, you can just kiss my ass, but rest assured that I will have better stories (I hope..) I'm not done writing this yet so I'm gonna put it up chapter by chapter...
BANANA'S STORY
"censor!" shouted Banana after she missed the G# in her tryout piece. "I need to get this perfect so I can beat Gerg and be first chair!" she said to her saxamophone, Daniel. Daniel did not respond.
*RING*
"Hello?" she said a bit anrily as she picked up the phone.
"Hey Banana, it's Mitch."
"It's pronounced Ba - NAH - na...it's Czechoslovakian!" Banana retorted.
"Whatever." said Mitch. An awkward moment of silence followed. "So, what do you want?" asked Mitch.
"Uh...you called me." answered Banana.
"Oh." Another moment of silence followed. "Well...bye." Mitch hung up. Banana stared blankly at the receiver, hung it up, and resumed her practicing.
~awhile later~
"I missed that crescendo! WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!"
"Banana, it's time for dinner!"
"IT'S BA-NAH-NA!"
"Whatever."
"*sigh* Coming mom..."
~the next day, at school~
*music from "Jaws" plays*
Banana stares at Gerg walking through the lunchroom, buying his bagel with cream cheese, his sour cream and cheddar chips, and his strawberry Fruitworks. She glared at him disdainfully as he sat down at the table one up and one next to her
"Whoo! Earth to Banana!" Banana's friend Sienna waved her hands in front of her face.
"IT'S FRIGGIN BA-NAH-NA! BA-NAH-NA DAMNIT!" She jumped on the table and everyone stared at her - except Gerg, who sat there eating his bagel, staring straight ahead of him. "BA-NAH-NA!" she continued to scream until a janitor knocked her out with a mop.
~later~
Banana gradually regained consciousness and saw that there were a few people crowded around her - Sienna, Mitch, Pat, Pooja, and Gerg (who was absent-mindedly eating his bag of chips).
"Wha....wh-what happened?" she asked as she got up from the floor.
"Bobo the janitor gave you a concussion." said Pooja.
"Yeah." Pat agreed.
Banana blinked. "Oh..."
"Yeah." Pat agreed.
"What time is it?" Banana asked after a moment. Mitched looked at his watch.
"1:11 and 34 seconds...35...36..."
"NOOOOOO!" Banana screamed. "I've missed 11 minutes of study hall! I could be PRACTICING!!"
"39...40..."
"I NEED TO GET TO THE BAND ROOM!" Banana ran out of the cafeteria.
"42...43..."
"...wanna go poke things with a stick?" Sienna asked Pat and Pooja.
"Okie dokie." answered Pooja.
"Yeah." Pat agreed. They left.
"49...50...51..." Gerg took a sip of his fruitworks "52...53..."
I decided to create a series of stories based on my highschool and people in it and the events that take place here...some things have more truth than others and most of it is embellished upon....or...something to that extent. Oh, and all the names are changed (OBVIOUSLY people don't have names like Banana or Gerg, fool!) Um...yeah, the series is called Town High and the Smars Marching Band. This is the first story in the series and it's called Banana's Story....this is in NO WAY RELATED TO ME AT ALL! NOT AT ALL! *WINKWINK*...um...yeah, that was dumb....anyway, here's the story. Oh yeah, they'll get better...so if you think this is crappy...well, you can just kiss my ass, but rest assured that I will have better stories (I hope..) I'm not done writing this yet so I'm gonna put it up chapter by chapter...
BANANA'S STORY
"censor!" shouted Banana after she missed the G# in her tryout piece. "I need to get this perfect so I can beat Gerg and be first chair!" she said to her saxamophone, Daniel. Daniel did not respond.
*RING*
"Hello?" she said a bit anrily as she picked up the phone.
"Hey Banana, it's Mitch."
"It's pronounced Ba - NAH - na...it's Czechoslovakian!" Banana retorted.
"Whatever." said Mitch. An awkward moment of silence followed. "So, what do you want?" asked Mitch.
"Uh...you called me." answered Banana.
"Oh." Another moment of silence followed. "Well...bye." Mitch hung up. Banana stared blankly at the receiver, hung it up, and resumed her practicing.
~awhile later~
"I missed that crescendo! WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!"
"Banana, it's time for dinner!"
"IT'S BA-NAH-NA!"
"Whatever."
"*sigh* Coming mom..."
~the next day, at school~
*music from "Jaws" plays*
Banana stares at Gerg walking through the lunchroom, buying his bagel with cream cheese, his sour cream and cheddar chips, and his strawberry Fruitworks. She glared at him disdainfully as he sat down at the table one up and one next to her
"Whoo! Earth to Banana!" Banana's friend Sienna waved her hands in front of her face.
"IT'S FRIGGIN BA-NAH-NA! BA-NAH-NA DAMNIT!" She jumped on the table and everyone stared at her - except Gerg, who sat there eating his bagel, staring straight ahead of him. "BA-NAH-NA!" she continued to scream until a janitor knocked her out with a mop.
~later~
Banana gradually regained consciousness and saw that there were a few people crowded around her - Sienna, Mitch, Pat, Pooja, and Gerg (who was absent-mindedly eating his bag of chips).
"Wha....wh-what happened?" she asked as she got up from the floor.
"Bobo the janitor gave you a concussion." said Pooja.
"Yeah." Pat agreed.
Banana blinked. "Oh..."
"Yeah." Pat agreed.
"What time is it?" Banana asked after a moment. Mitched looked at his watch.
"1:11 and 34 seconds...35...36..."
"NOOOOOO!" Banana screamed. "I've missed 11 minutes of study hall! I could be PRACTICING!!"
"39...40..."
"I NEED TO GET TO THE BAND ROOM!" Banana ran out of the cafeteria.
"42...43..."
"...wanna go poke things with a stick?" Sienna asked Pat and Pooja.
"Okie dokie." answered Pooja.
"Yeah." Pat agreed. They left.
"49...50...51..." Gerg took a sip of his fruitworks "52...53..."