W00t! SPECIAL CHAPTER! Well, I was lookin' in my folder where I save all my stories. And I had more stories in there than I did on here…I realized I had there little summer band stories I never put up! So here they are combined in one nice long chapter!
Summer Band
Ok…summer band started off pretty reasonably, considering the fact I started in a little late. It was a totally new experience for me; new band room, new band director, and new music. I had to get a feel for atmosphere if you know what I mean. What I could, and what I couldn't do, and what was expected of me. Stuff like that. This was awhile ago, so I'm just gonna improvise some of the parts I don't exactly remember.
~Day 1…or uh…Part 1~
As I walked up to the open band room door, I could hear the most advanced trumpet solo I have ever heard being played by my new director. I walked in, and there wasn't anyone I knew there yet.
It was my first day, and I knew of some people that had already joined, but none of them had arrived yet. So I went up to this trumpet player, introduced myself, and asked her where the clarinets sit. She was pretty nice, and instructed me of the general area of where they were.
As I began to assemble my clarinet, my good buddy, P.J, walks in. I was very glad to see him.
"Hey you made it!" he said.
"Yeah…where were ya?! You're late! Wait…no...I was just early" I said.
"Hahaha you can't yell at me! He said. By the way….PJ plays the baritone.
I moved one row back to talk to him until others arrived, and as we were talking of our summers so far, I hear "Sheeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiillllaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I looked to the door, and there was Alicia, a good buddy of mine, who I hadn't seen for about a year. She also plays clarinet.
"Alicia!!!"
*Hugs*
We talked for a little bit. Then Connor and Mark arrive. They are two inseparable trombone players. No relation between the two, yet you always see them together. I talked to them for a bit. Then I said to Alicia,
"Hey…I need music. Or should I just look off yours?"
"You can look off mine, but you're gonna need to practice at home, go see Mr. D." She said.
"Ok, but come with me! I don't know him!" I plead.
"Scardy cat!!" She taunted.
"Pleeeeease?????
"Ok…ok…" She replied reluctantly.
We walk up to Mr. D.
"I need music." I stated.
*Laughs* "Ok, but can I at least have your name first??"
*Sighs, and laughs* "Hi, my name is Sheila, and I need music" I said monotonously.
"Go look through the folders over there*points to a LARGE stack of music, on the floor, near the piano* you girls are friends?*
We nod in reply.
"Ok, then Alicia, why don't you give her a hand getting the songs she needs?"
"Sure" She said.
As we were looking for music, Mike walks in,, sits down, and began to assemble his clarinet. I had noticed he had arrived until I looked up and saw him.
"Fine Mike, don't say hi to me! I see how it is" I laughed.
"I didn't see you!" he argued.
I continued to sit between Mike, and Alicia all through summer band.
~ Part 2~
One day we had gotten a song called "The Echo of the Infinite".
The director was talking to the flutes(or he says "fruits"). And we are whispering to one another in the clarinet section along with Fred the oboe player. Mike and Fred are best friends, and they are both really smart. Out of no where Fred asks…
"Hey guys, does the infinite really echo?" He used a serious and inquisitive voice.
Emily and I just laughed. Of course Mike had to answer him.
"Well the infinite is space and space is a vacuum. Therefore it can't echo."
Their argument continued. Using very scientific phrases, phrases I can't remember because of the boring context.
Several days later…
Mike and Fred weren't there that day. It's too bad too. Mr. D had heard our conversations about the supposedly echoing infinite, and he brought in an explanation of the song title. And they missed it! The two people who actually cared about it…missed it!
~Part 3~
After playing a song terribly, Mr. D looks at as all.
"Ok, now who has the melody?" he said, then glared at the trumpet section.
"I think CONNOR has the melody! Not Mark, just Connor" I said. They were playing the same parts…
"Yeah I think the trombones have the melody!" Mike chimed in.
"Nah….just Connor!" I corrected him.
"Why meeeee????" questioned Connor. "You're mean!"
*Laughter from all around*
"No the trumpets have the melody here….duh!" the director said. Mr. D raises his arms and we all put arm instruments back up. As he's counting off Mike mutters…
"I want bass drum to have the melody…."
ALL the clarinets started to laugh hysterically while everyone else went on playing, until Mr. D stopped and asked what was so funny.
"Mike said he wants bass drum to have the melody!" I explained.
"Bass drum!" Alicia said incredulously.
And Mike goes on. "Why not?? I've never heard them have the melody!"
"Mike….we only have like one drummer. I'm sure Pete's not going to be playing bass drum, when he can cover snare." I said.
We all shook off Mike's antics, and continued playing.
*A/N Yeah…short little stories. Not much meaning to 'em, but I just wanted to get these up.
*And a special THANKS A BAZILION to my reviewers. You guys rock! Luv yaz! ~Sheila~
