Author's Note: This story is formed around the same general characters as The Band Camp Chronicles, and is meant to portray a different view of the same (or completely different) events, beginning at the previously mentioned Pre UIL contest a year earlier. This story will more likely than not skip months at a time, because none of the rest is of real importance until drum major tryouts, section leader tryouts, and summer band again! (Coming back in with the characters from The Band Camp Chronicles, but different story.) Please review with kindness.
The Quest to be a Band Nerd
Chapter 2: The Card Club
***SIDE NOTE***
Yet again I would like to inform you that something is asunder with this. There is in all reality a large gap between Pre UIL and the band trip, but this is so much more interesting and influential to the band as a whole, that nobody seems to care about anything that happened in between. As a forewarning to this chapter, the band trip was not as sober or sane as it should have been, but the show must go on! To begin, the morning of the trip...
It was Friday morning, time to leave for the band trip. The bandies were congregated in the band hall, chatting and hoping for the wonderful trip that was to happen that day. There was a small crowd of bandies clumped together in the instrument room ignoring all else but their precious cards. Yes, this year was known to those that mattered as the Year of the Cards. Every waking moment was filled with the slight ruffling sound of a deck of cards in motion.
There were not so many people as would be expected absorbed in this card playing, but that fact is not as important as others. In this clique of cards, there were at least 5 members. The first, and president of the card club, was Autumn. She was the president only because she had been the first to introduce a new game to the groupies, James Bond. She was a pit/clarinet/jazz band nerd, and was proud to be a junior. The others were also there...but they were less memorable than the flaming red haired drama queen.
The card club was currently obsessed with the game of James Bond being played between Autumn and Robbie. Robbie had been challenged by the President more than a week ago, but only found time now to battle against the introducer of the game. The air was so fervently intense, that if you were there, you could almost hear the beating of hearts (no pun intended) as the cards slapped down across the floor. This challenge was not only for the noble honor of the winner, but also for the position of President.
The cards lay in their piles, overturned and replaced as fast as humanly possible. They didn't even have the time to contemplate where or why they were landing in their stacks. Suddenly, Robbie shouted out in pure glee that he only needed to complete one more stack to win. Autumn's look of content joy dissolved into a look of dread gloom as she realized that she still had to complete two more piles to win. Out of nowhere, Robbie lunged for the five of hearts that had been carelessly tossed into the center of the game. He grabbed the card, placed it in his pile, and shouted "James Bond!" at the top of his lungs.
Autumn dropped her hand of cards with a lost look on her face. She had just lost the game, her pride, and the presidency of the card club. Robbie began to rejoice with the others in the club. There was Joanna, the abnormally teacher-like freshman flutist. She could give a glare that would send even the most composed senior into a spasm of the shudders. Then there was Emily, the goofy oboist with an extreme sense of humor. She was a freshman with the ongoing motto of: "Sacrifice everything for humor." Next was Justin, the extremely talented (but not at cards) bass clarinet freshman, who had impressed the entire band on his trip to state in the winter. He was known only as the Joker, although he was around as more of a chipmunk/good luck charm. (Some people may have considered him to be more of a hedgehog, but oh well.) Rub his head to gain good luck for a week! Then there was, of course, the new president, Robbie, and the disgruntled vice-president, Autumn.
The club decided to pack up for now, but to continue their play on the bus. As they emerged from the instrument room, they were completely unprepared for the gossip that was already flowing, and the distress that was about to take a hold of them...
The Quest to be a Band Nerd
Chapter 2: The Card Club
***SIDE NOTE***
Yet again I would like to inform you that something is asunder with this. There is in all reality a large gap between Pre UIL and the band trip, but this is so much more interesting and influential to the band as a whole, that nobody seems to care about anything that happened in between. As a forewarning to this chapter, the band trip was not as sober or sane as it should have been, but the show must go on! To begin, the morning of the trip...
It was Friday morning, time to leave for the band trip. The bandies were congregated in the band hall, chatting and hoping for the wonderful trip that was to happen that day. There was a small crowd of bandies clumped together in the instrument room ignoring all else but their precious cards. Yes, this year was known to those that mattered as the Year of the Cards. Every waking moment was filled with the slight ruffling sound of a deck of cards in motion.
There were not so many people as would be expected absorbed in this card playing, but that fact is not as important as others. In this clique of cards, there were at least 5 members. The first, and president of the card club, was Autumn. She was the president only because she had been the first to introduce a new game to the groupies, James Bond. She was a pit/clarinet/jazz band nerd, and was proud to be a junior. The others were also there...but they were less memorable than the flaming red haired drama queen.
The card club was currently obsessed with the game of James Bond being played between Autumn and Robbie. Robbie had been challenged by the President more than a week ago, but only found time now to battle against the introducer of the game. The air was so fervently intense, that if you were there, you could almost hear the beating of hearts (no pun intended) as the cards slapped down across the floor. This challenge was not only for the noble honor of the winner, but also for the position of President.
The cards lay in their piles, overturned and replaced as fast as humanly possible. They didn't even have the time to contemplate where or why they were landing in their stacks. Suddenly, Robbie shouted out in pure glee that he only needed to complete one more stack to win. Autumn's look of content joy dissolved into a look of dread gloom as she realized that she still had to complete two more piles to win. Out of nowhere, Robbie lunged for the five of hearts that had been carelessly tossed into the center of the game. He grabbed the card, placed it in his pile, and shouted "James Bond!" at the top of his lungs.
Autumn dropped her hand of cards with a lost look on her face. She had just lost the game, her pride, and the presidency of the card club. Robbie began to rejoice with the others in the club. There was Joanna, the abnormally teacher-like freshman flutist. She could give a glare that would send even the most composed senior into a spasm of the shudders. Then there was Emily, the goofy oboist with an extreme sense of humor. She was a freshman with the ongoing motto of: "Sacrifice everything for humor." Next was Justin, the extremely talented (but not at cards) bass clarinet freshman, who had impressed the entire band on his trip to state in the winter. He was known only as the Joker, although he was around as more of a chipmunk/good luck charm. (Some people may have considered him to be more of a hedgehog, but oh well.) Rub his head to gain good luck for a week! Then there was, of course, the new president, Robbie, and the disgruntled vice-president, Autumn.
The club decided to pack up for now, but to continue their play on the bus. As they emerged from the instrument room, they were completely unprepared for the gossip that was already flowing, and the distress that was about to take a hold of them...