Haldir smiled smelling the fear in the air. How glad he was that he wasn't marching this year. No, he had to be the most important person in the band…if he screwed up the band was fucked. He bit his lip and held to the scores tightly. Haldir looked around the room, nervously. His eyes magnetize to Legolas. The way he flipped his hair, the way he laughed, the way he nervously giggled. Haldir could tell the way it was going to be the start of one hell of a crush.
"SETTLE DOWN!!!!" Haldir screamed, a little too loud for his comfort. Everyone stopped what they were doing, and stared at him. "Everyone find their seats. Colorguard, go to the uniform room, Drums outside. The rest of you find your assigned seat." Haldir barked. There was a huge clamoring to get to their seats. Haldir looked around to see who was familiar. He saw Arty, that weird chick from middle school, talking to Pearl, Arwen chewing out a new flute, Gimli settling down the new tuba, and BC's hair glittering. That must be one hell of a story, BC wearing glitter…
"The first half of practice will be held here, that last half, out of the practice field. Good luck." Haldir gave a cheesy grin. " You'll need it."
Legolas almost fainted when Haldir added that last remark. His head was spinning. How did he get this far? Only yesterday it seemed he was in preschool…now a bloody freshman. Haldir stopped the scale to yell about Pippin passing out. Legolas felt the blood leaving his face.
"What's that sucking sound? Oh, it's just Haldir." BC snorted from behind him.
"Hey, Haldir is just nervous." Legolas turned around to defend the hot elf.
"She knows, ri BC???" Arty jabbed her stomach.
"Yea, Yea…" BC rolled her eyes. "The fucking glitter itches." BC groaned.
"Well, you did want me to braid your hair later, ri?" Arty sweetly stated.
"BC, must really want her hair braided." Legolas snorted. That's all he could say before he burst out laughing.
"What? I didn't catch that Greenleaf." BC glared. Legolas stopped laughing. It wasn't good playing middle of two bull-headed girls, who has crush on each other, which they are trying to hide in vain.
"F-major scale." Haldir glared at the trio. They hushed up and played.
Pippin was quite pale. He wasn't quite use to getting yelled at that much. His section leader didn't help matters by ignoring him completely. He glanced over to the baritones. They were throwing spitballs at the flutes, laughing. Valar, he wished he were more like Merry…confident. Pippin started laugh as a spitball hit Arwen's head. Haldir stopped the band and yelled at the baritones.
Haldir glared at him. "Since, the tubas think it so very funny, they will be running the five, yes five laps around the practice field. For throwing spitballs balls at my flutes." Haldir smiled his little evil demented smile. Pippin flicked him off, hiding his hand behind his large bell. He then went off thinking about the pain he was going to go through later that night.
Joel emptied his spit valve. They had moved outside, or at least the freshmen have. He was suckered to teaching them to march. They have gathered around Faramir, that weird quad player, and started to dance to one of his cadences. The lower brass still was running…Joel sighed. Lindir walked by BC and tripped her. She fell into Artemis and both of them when flying into a mud puddle. He raced over there and helped up BC. She looked pissed off. Her top was ripped nearly cleaned off. Artemis couldn't show any feelings…she was covered head to toe with mud.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry Artemis" Lindir cried. He completely ignored BC who was getting madder by the minute. "I'll go get a hose from the shed…" He ran off toward the shed, across the field.
"He…He…" BC was about ready to scream, or kill some one. Joel couldn't tell.
"It was an accident…Yee!" Artemis spited out mud.
"I'm going to kill him." BC looked daggers.
"Not while I'm in charge." Joel laughed. BC glared at him. Lindir came running up with a hose and a pail.
"Here…I'll give you my top…" Lindir hooked up the hose to the spout.
"Thanks…" Artemis Cleaned herself off, as Joel started everyone, but Merry and Pippin, started marching. BC tried to keep her ripped top on but ended up just taking it off. Artemis came back, wetter than a dog and Lindir's top was falling off. Joel noticed the odd looks BC was giving to Artemis, and the look Artemis gave her. Joel started to ponder it, when he had to go rush to Pippin who passed out while on his third lap. Joel could tell his last year in marching band may turn out to be the most intere
"SETTLE DOWN!!!!" Haldir screamed, a little too loud for his comfort. Everyone stopped what they were doing, and stared at him. "Everyone find their seats. Colorguard, go to the uniform room, Drums outside. The rest of you find your assigned seat." Haldir barked. There was a huge clamoring to get to their seats. Haldir looked around to see who was familiar. He saw Arty, that weird chick from middle school, talking to Pearl, Arwen chewing out a new flute, Gimli settling down the new tuba, and BC's hair glittering. That must be one hell of a story, BC wearing glitter…
"The first half of practice will be held here, that last half, out of the practice field. Good luck." Haldir gave a cheesy grin. " You'll need it."
Legolas almost fainted when Haldir added that last remark. His head was spinning. How did he get this far? Only yesterday it seemed he was in preschool…now a bloody freshman. Haldir stopped the scale to yell about Pippin passing out. Legolas felt the blood leaving his face.
"What's that sucking sound? Oh, it's just Haldir." BC snorted from behind him.
"Hey, Haldir is just nervous." Legolas turned around to defend the hot elf.
"She knows, ri BC???" Arty jabbed her stomach.
"Yea, Yea…" BC rolled her eyes. "The fucking glitter itches." BC groaned.
"Well, you did want me to braid your hair later, ri?" Arty sweetly stated.
"BC, must really want her hair braided." Legolas snorted. That's all he could say before he burst out laughing.
"What? I didn't catch that Greenleaf." BC glared. Legolas stopped laughing. It wasn't good playing middle of two bull-headed girls, who has crush on each other, which they are trying to hide in vain.
"F-major scale." Haldir glared at the trio. They hushed up and played.
Pippin was quite pale. He wasn't quite use to getting yelled at that much. His section leader didn't help matters by ignoring him completely. He glanced over to the baritones. They were throwing spitballs at the flutes, laughing. Valar, he wished he were more like Merry…confident. Pippin started laugh as a spitball hit Arwen's head. Haldir stopped the band and yelled at the baritones.
Haldir glared at him. "Since, the tubas think it so very funny, they will be running the five, yes five laps around the practice field. For throwing spitballs balls at my flutes." Haldir smiled his little evil demented smile. Pippin flicked him off, hiding his hand behind his large bell. He then went off thinking about the pain he was going to go through later that night.
Joel emptied his spit valve. They had moved outside, or at least the freshmen have. He was suckered to teaching them to march. They have gathered around Faramir, that weird quad player, and started to dance to one of his cadences. The lower brass still was running…Joel sighed. Lindir walked by BC and tripped her. She fell into Artemis and both of them when flying into a mud puddle. He raced over there and helped up BC. She looked pissed off. Her top was ripped nearly cleaned off. Artemis couldn't show any feelings…she was covered head to toe with mud.
"Oh my god, I'm sorry Artemis" Lindir cried. He completely ignored BC who was getting madder by the minute. "I'll go get a hose from the shed…" He ran off toward the shed, across the field.
"He…He…" BC was about ready to scream, or kill some one. Joel couldn't tell.
"It was an accident…Yee!" Artemis spited out mud.
"I'm going to kill him." BC looked daggers.
"Not while I'm in charge." Joel laughed. BC glared at him. Lindir came running up with a hose and a pail.
"Here…I'll give you my top…" Lindir hooked up the hose to the spout.
"Thanks…" Artemis Cleaned herself off, as Joel started everyone, but Merry and Pippin, started marching. BC tried to keep her ripped top on but ended up just taking it off. Artemis came back, wetter than a dog and Lindir's top was falling off. Joel noticed the odd looks BC was giving to Artemis, and the look Artemis gave her. Joel started to ponder it, when he had to go rush to Pippin who passed out while on his third lap. Joel could tell his last year in marching band may turn out to be the most intere