Wow, they had actually talked! Zach couldn't believe it! Okay, so really he did all the talking...but he had heard her talking to Adrienne, and he was sure she would have said something back if they didn't have to go back to drill. Her cute little British accent was stuck in his head for the rest of the afternoon. After lunch they all went in the band room to work on the music. Zach went over to his band locker and took out his alto sax case.
He noticed he didn't know what instrument Ali played. He glanced around the room and saw her kneeled in front of a medium sized case. "Maybe she plays sax...okay just go talk to her....keep it cool....you can do it man." he reassured himself as he walked over to her.
"Hey." he said coolly in that sweet, hot voice.
"H-Hey." she returned in her wonderful accent. He could tell she was really nervous. She dropped her neck strap and as he bent down to pick it up for her he noticed she had an Alto Clarinet.
"Nice, we need some of them." He said, motioning to her instrument. She blushed a little and stood up, attaching her A-Clarinet to her neck strap. Zach did the same with his instrument and then did a "Ladies First" kind of hand motion, allowing her to walk before him towards two empty seats where the sax and clarinet sections met.
They sat down and grabbed stands. Ali started organizing her music, and when Zach brought out his jumbled pile of ripped up music, she smiled sweetly and helped him organize his too. Zach liked that she didn't give him the "You should respect your music" speech his friend Jason always did.
Their band director, Scott McCarron, walked in out of his office and took a seat on his platform. "First I want to go through some stands tunes for football games.... if you'll please take out "Flight of the Bumblebee, we can begin." a few people shuffled through their music, and then they began playing.
Zach thought Ali was really good, he was never much of a great player himself, but he could always spot one out. Soon he started finding other great things about her, like the way her eyes stood out so magnificently and the way her hair matched her clarinet, but it flowed so freely and so perfectly. "Okay Zach, your starting to sound like a fag!" he told himself and shook off all the thoughts. After going through ten different stands tunes, they started working on the details of their show songs.
Before he knew it, the first day of band camp was over, and Zach was heading over to his locker to put his instrument away. He didn't want to leave without saying goodbye to Ali. He didn't have to wait though, when he closed his locker, he noticed she was standing right next to him. "Hey, I just really wanted to thank you for earlier, that girl was being bloody evil for no reason at all! So....thanks!" she shuffled awkwardly and went to turn away when Zach grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Thanks to you too Ali, for ya know, helping me sort out my music." He rubbed the back of his head on comfortably, "I'm real messy sometimes, ya know..."
Before he could say anything else, they heard a woman's voice yell over to them "Nikalie, let's go! We're going to be late to your first day of lesson!" Ali waved to him and smiled toothily, then ran off after her mother. Zach just stood there for a few minutes, dazed that they actually had talked now, and angry that they were always being cut off.
He noticed he didn't know what instrument Ali played. He glanced around the room and saw her kneeled in front of a medium sized case. "Maybe she plays sax...okay just go talk to her....keep it cool....you can do it man." he reassured himself as he walked over to her.
"Hey." he said coolly in that sweet, hot voice.
"H-Hey." she returned in her wonderful accent. He could tell she was really nervous. She dropped her neck strap and as he bent down to pick it up for her he noticed she had an Alto Clarinet.
"Nice, we need some of them." He said, motioning to her instrument. She blushed a little and stood up, attaching her A-Clarinet to her neck strap. Zach did the same with his instrument and then did a "Ladies First" kind of hand motion, allowing her to walk before him towards two empty seats where the sax and clarinet sections met.
They sat down and grabbed stands. Ali started organizing her music, and when Zach brought out his jumbled pile of ripped up music, she smiled sweetly and helped him organize his too. Zach liked that she didn't give him the "You should respect your music" speech his friend Jason always did.
Their band director, Scott McCarron, walked in out of his office and took a seat on his platform. "First I want to go through some stands tunes for football games.... if you'll please take out "Flight of the Bumblebee, we can begin." a few people shuffled through their music, and then they began playing.
Zach thought Ali was really good, he was never much of a great player himself, but he could always spot one out. Soon he started finding other great things about her, like the way her eyes stood out so magnificently and the way her hair matched her clarinet, but it flowed so freely and so perfectly. "Okay Zach, your starting to sound like a fag!" he told himself and shook off all the thoughts. After going through ten different stands tunes, they started working on the details of their show songs.
Before he knew it, the first day of band camp was over, and Zach was heading over to his locker to put his instrument away. He didn't want to leave without saying goodbye to Ali. He didn't have to wait though, when he closed his locker, he noticed she was standing right next to him. "Hey, I just really wanted to thank you for earlier, that girl was being bloody evil for no reason at all! So....thanks!" she shuffled awkwardly and went to turn away when Zach grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
"Thanks to you too Ali, for ya know, helping me sort out my music." He rubbed the back of his head on comfortably, "I'm real messy sometimes, ya know..."
Before he could say anything else, they heard a woman's voice yell over to them "Nikalie, let's go! We're going to be late to your first day of lesson!" Ali waved to him and smiled toothily, then ran off after her mother. Zach just stood there for a few minutes, dazed that they actually had talked now, and angry that they were always being cut off.