A/N: Thanks to Black Night Angel and Leonhart Loire for reading and reviewing! I was afraid that no one was gonna read this! (And yeah, I am a band member. I'm on
alto-flute/piccolo)
That said I only have two things left to say before I start the story. Number one, I apologize if Sephiroth is majorly out of character. I played FF7 again the other
night to see how he acted, and he was...well, evil. So if he's majorly out of character, sorry. As for some of my other characters (like Squall, heh) they're supposed to be
out of character. So yeah. Number two, I apologize for all my spelling mistakes! I'm trying to catch as many as I can but if I let one slip I'm sorry.
Finally, if any of you people have any funny band/whatever stories to share, go ahead and e-mail them to me or put them somewhere where I can find them. I'd
kind of like to turn this into, like, a personal connection to all of us or something, y'know? Some of the things that have happened in here are either things that have
happened to me in band or things that other people have told me about. (Like the whole cheese thing in chapter one. I was on a message board talking once and that
was some guy's story about their tribute to band 'The String Cheese Incident'. And a lot of the stuff they say is quotes from people I know.) So if you have any funny
stories, send 'em to me, I'll mention they're yours up in the notes section, and we'll all be happy.
Thanks to all who've read and continue to bear with me! ~Xifa~
Oh yeah and when you reach like, the section where they're in the music theory class, here's a key to help you figure out who's saying what.
Aeris
Cid
[Barret]
*Yuffie*
~Tifa~
\Cloud/
~//~
Chapter II: Our First Lesson in Music Theory
"Why do I have to take music theory?" Yuffie whined, slowly following the rest of the group she'd forced her way into as they walked to a musical theory class. It would
last the entire morning, then they'd have lunch and go to band from lunch until five.
"Why do I have to learn rhythms? I'm not a drummer," Barret shrugged.
Yuffie sighed and Barret smiled.
"It's probably the only time we ever have an actual course in music theory," Aerith pointed out. "I don't know about your schools, but Sector 5 hardly bothers with
a music program, much less an actual class on musical theory."
"Wuitai's too small," Yuffie shrugged, and everyone could tell she was thinking something along the lines of 'and it's a good thing they are'.
"Well, Rocket Town does," Cid grinned, "but it's an elective class and if I don't -have- to take it, I don't wanna."
"Why's that not surprise me?" Barret mumbled, ducking a punch from Cid.
"Guys...calm down..." Aerith sighed. "Look, we're there."
Yuffie gulped.
"We have class...in there...for FOUR hours," she said faintly.
"Two," Aerith corrected her. "They pull you out for two hours for section lessons. Um...all the sections, like you're in the oboe section, all practice together. They never
put that on the schedule though. I think they enjoy seeing most of the people panic like you did..."
"I'm gonna turn into a mindless musical zombie!" Yuffie cried.
Everyone stared her, then walked into the classroom.
~//~
Part of me gets the opinion that you're not listening to a word that our lovely teacher in theory Instructor Trepe is saying, Aerith.
Aerith scanned over the folded up piece of paper and glanced over to where Cid sat, a row over and a seat in front of her. He grinned and winked before pretending
to pay attention to the instructor.
Cid, I could probably recite to you everything Instructor Trepe's said within the last five minutes
Yeah, but what about the five minutes before that?
Aerith smiled.
I can't make any guarantees.
She slid it across the floor back to him, but Barret picked it up instead.
[Good job on staying awake you two! It's more than I've managed to accomplish!]
Aerith smiled, and was about ready to write back when Yuffie stole it from behind her.
*I swear all I can hear is like, 'ostinato', 'canon', 'minor scales', 'major scales'....at this rate I'll be talkin' in scales all day long! I gotta get outta here!!!*
Tifa took it from Yuffie, Aerith noticed, as she glanced from the paper to a somewhat-suspicious Instructor Trepe.
~Wow, like, everyone's had this paper! Hiya, Yuffie, Aerith, Cid, and...um....Barret?~
From there Cloud took it, read over it, and smiled slightly.
\You people are gonna get caught. Instructor Trepe's already watching you. She's been suspicious since Yuffie./
"Yuffie?" Instructor Trepe finally said.
"Key of F-sharp Minor!" Yuffie blurted out.
"I see very few of you are paying attention," she sighed. "What will it take to prove to you I need your undivided attention? Strife, who's note is that?"
Aerith glanced to the back of the classroom where Cloud was sitting, wondering what he'd say.
"Mine, Instructor," he said, glancing up. "I wrote Tifa but she told me that I needed to be payin' attention. Sorry about that."
"Don't let it happen again," Instructor Trepe sighed. "Anyways, as I was saying..."
The note was silently passed back up to Aerith, who slid it in the back of her notebook and actually started paying attention to the class.
~//~
Cloud plopped down at a vacant table in the school's student center, glaring at the tray in front of him. He debated actually attempting to see if it was real or
simply going to the game room that he'd seen on his way to the cafeteria. But the game room was always crowded during lunch...if he wanted to check that out he'd
be best off to wait until dinner. With that thought in mind, he pulled out his portable CD player.
"Now where's that CD Sephiroth told me to listen to," he mumbled, thumbing through his bag.
"Um, hi, Cloud," came Aerith's voice. "Thanks for covering for us today."
"No prob," Cloud shrugged, smiling.
"I hate to bother you, but can I sit here?"
"Sure," he answered, shoving a pile of stuff Sephiroth had left while he went to get his lunch aside.
"Thanks," she said, almost sounding relieved. He noticed she kept glancing around the cafeteria as if expecting someone to jump out and attack her.
"Something wrong, Aerith?"
"It's Hojo," Aerith sighed. "I guess it's nothing major. Maybe I'm just worrying about nothing..."
"With Hojo it probably -is- a big deal," Cloud scowled.
"He's been bothering me all three of the years I've been coming. I'm glad this is his last year, honestly," she blushed.
"I'm glad too and I've only been coming for two years," frowned Cloud. "What's he been doing to you?"
"Poking me with his pencil or drumstick, whatever's closest, and saying stupid things," Aerith rolled her eyes. "With anyone else, it wouldn't be such a big deal. But,
I mean, it's Hojo...."
"I know. I think he creeps everyone out," Cloud nodded. He paused, hearing something. He glanced around and finally smiled slightly. "Well, speaking of the
devil himself."
Aerith looked up too. Hojo was bothering Yuffie, but the young ninja obviously wasn't going to take the matter sitting down. In fact, from the looks of it, she
had two weapons on her, a music theory book and a 'Music Theory is Fun' frisbee, both of which she was using to their full potential. After chasing Joho off, she walked
over to the table where Cloud and Aerith were sitting and shoved Sephiroth's stuff aside.
"Stupid Hojo-freak. If I woulda known someone like him woulda been here, I might have come here better equipped!" she growled. "Man, all you people are -so- lucky!
Up in Wutai, it's hard to come by materia," she said, eyeing Cloud and Aerith's materia.
"Don't get any thoughts," Cloud frowned.
"Mine's useless," Aerith smiled cheerfully.
"-Useless- materia?" Sephiroth walked up, lifting an eyebrow in interest as he shoved Yuffie's stuff across the table and removed her from his seat. Pouting, Yuffie took
a seat across the table in a different chair.
"Sephiroth's right," Cloud pointed out. "Maybe you just don't know how to use it."
"Nope," Aerith grinned. "Mine's good for absolutely nothing."
"Then why do you even still have it?" Yuffie asked.
"It was my mother's, and I like just having it," Aerith was explaining, but paused as Nanaki walked up.
"If that Hojo bothers me one more time..." Nanaki growled.
"Oooooh!" Yuffie cheered happily. "Let ME at him! I've been looking for an excuse for the last six minutes now!" She grinned, jumping up and holding up a variety of
'weapons' which included a frisbee and a fold-out fan.
"I've learned more musical terms then I'll ever need to know or ever will see, -EVER-, today," Yuffie frowned darkly. "I'm ready for some kick-butt action."
~//~
A/N: So it's like, late here now and I probably had a lot of typos...I looked over it the best I could, if you see any point them out and I'll correct them next update,
thanks for reading, and if you have any funny stories e-mail 'em to me or let me know about 'em somehow...thanks much!
~xiffie~
alto-flute/piccolo)
That said I only have two things left to say before I start the story. Number one, I apologize if Sephiroth is majorly out of character. I played FF7 again the other
night to see how he acted, and he was...well, evil. So if he's majorly out of character, sorry. As for some of my other characters (like Squall, heh) they're supposed to be
out of character. So yeah. Number two, I apologize for all my spelling mistakes! I'm trying to catch as many as I can but if I let one slip I'm sorry.
Finally, if any of you people have any funny band/whatever stories to share, go ahead and e-mail them to me or put them somewhere where I can find them. I'd
kind of like to turn this into, like, a personal connection to all of us or something, y'know? Some of the things that have happened in here are either things that have
happened to me in band or things that other people have told me about. (Like the whole cheese thing in chapter one. I was on a message board talking once and that
was some guy's story about their tribute to band 'The String Cheese Incident'. And a lot of the stuff they say is quotes from people I know.) So if you have any funny
stories, send 'em to me, I'll mention they're yours up in the notes section, and we'll all be happy.
Thanks to all who've read and continue to bear with me! ~Xifa~
Oh yeah and when you reach like, the section where they're in the music theory class, here's a key to help you figure out who's saying what.
Aeris
Cid
[Barret]
*Yuffie*
~Tifa~
\Cloud/
~//~
Chapter II: Our First Lesson in Music Theory
"Why do I have to take music theory?" Yuffie whined, slowly following the rest of the group she'd forced her way into as they walked to a musical theory class. It would
last the entire morning, then they'd have lunch and go to band from lunch until five.
"Why do I have to learn rhythms? I'm not a drummer," Barret shrugged.
Yuffie sighed and Barret smiled.
"It's probably the only time we ever have an actual course in music theory," Aerith pointed out. "I don't know about your schools, but Sector 5 hardly bothers with
a music program, much less an actual class on musical theory."
"Wuitai's too small," Yuffie shrugged, and everyone could tell she was thinking something along the lines of 'and it's a good thing they are'.
"Well, Rocket Town does," Cid grinned, "but it's an elective class and if I don't -have- to take it, I don't wanna."
"Why's that not surprise me?" Barret mumbled, ducking a punch from Cid.
"Guys...calm down..." Aerith sighed. "Look, we're there."
Yuffie gulped.
"We have class...in there...for FOUR hours," she said faintly.
"Two," Aerith corrected her. "They pull you out for two hours for section lessons. Um...all the sections, like you're in the oboe section, all practice together. They never
put that on the schedule though. I think they enjoy seeing most of the people panic like you did..."
"I'm gonna turn into a mindless musical zombie!" Yuffie cried.
Everyone stared her, then walked into the classroom.
~//~
Part of me gets the opinion that you're not listening to a word that our lovely teacher in theory Instructor Trepe is saying, Aerith.
Aerith scanned over the folded up piece of paper and glanced over to where Cid sat, a row over and a seat in front of her. He grinned and winked before pretending
to pay attention to the instructor.
Cid, I could probably recite to you everything Instructor Trepe's said within the last five minutes
Yeah, but what about the five minutes before that?
Aerith smiled.
I can't make any guarantees.
She slid it across the floor back to him, but Barret picked it up instead.
[Good job on staying awake you two! It's more than I've managed to accomplish!]
Aerith smiled, and was about ready to write back when Yuffie stole it from behind her.
*I swear all I can hear is like, 'ostinato', 'canon', 'minor scales', 'major scales'....at this rate I'll be talkin' in scales all day long! I gotta get outta here!!!*
Tifa took it from Yuffie, Aerith noticed, as she glanced from the paper to a somewhat-suspicious Instructor Trepe.
~Wow, like, everyone's had this paper! Hiya, Yuffie, Aerith, Cid, and...um....Barret?~
From there Cloud took it, read over it, and smiled slightly.
\You people are gonna get caught. Instructor Trepe's already watching you. She's been suspicious since Yuffie./
"Yuffie?" Instructor Trepe finally said.
"Key of F-sharp Minor!" Yuffie blurted out.
"I see very few of you are paying attention," she sighed. "What will it take to prove to you I need your undivided attention? Strife, who's note is that?"
Aerith glanced to the back of the classroom where Cloud was sitting, wondering what he'd say.
"Mine, Instructor," he said, glancing up. "I wrote Tifa but she told me that I needed to be payin' attention. Sorry about that."
"Don't let it happen again," Instructor Trepe sighed. "Anyways, as I was saying..."
The note was silently passed back up to Aerith, who slid it in the back of her notebook and actually started paying attention to the class.
~//~
Cloud plopped down at a vacant table in the school's student center, glaring at the tray in front of him. He debated actually attempting to see if it was real or
simply going to the game room that he'd seen on his way to the cafeteria. But the game room was always crowded during lunch...if he wanted to check that out he'd
be best off to wait until dinner. With that thought in mind, he pulled out his portable CD player.
"Now where's that CD Sephiroth told me to listen to," he mumbled, thumbing through his bag.
"Um, hi, Cloud," came Aerith's voice. "Thanks for covering for us today."
"No prob," Cloud shrugged, smiling.
"I hate to bother you, but can I sit here?"
"Sure," he answered, shoving a pile of stuff Sephiroth had left while he went to get his lunch aside.
"Thanks," she said, almost sounding relieved. He noticed she kept glancing around the cafeteria as if expecting someone to jump out and attack her.
"Something wrong, Aerith?"
"It's Hojo," Aerith sighed. "I guess it's nothing major. Maybe I'm just worrying about nothing..."
"With Hojo it probably -is- a big deal," Cloud scowled.
"He's been bothering me all three of the years I've been coming. I'm glad this is his last year, honestly," she blushed.
"I'm glad too and I've only been coming for two years," frowned Cloud. "What's he been doing to you?"
"Poking me with his pencil or drumstick, whatever's closest, and saying stupid things," Aerith rolled her eyes. "With anyone else, it wouldn't be such a big deal. But,
I mean, it's Hojo...."
"I know. I think he creeps everyone out," Cloud nodded. He paused, hearing something. He glanced around and finally smiled slightly. "Well, speaking of the
devil himself."
Aerith looked up too. Hojo was bothering Yuffie, but the young ninja obviously wasn't going to take the matter sitting down. In fact, from the looks of it, she
had two weapons on her, a music theory book and a 'Music Theory is Fun' frisbee, both of which she was using to their full potential. After chasing Joho off, she walked
over to the table where Cloud and Aerith were sitting and shoved Sephiroth's stuff aside.
"Stupid Hojo-freak. If I woulda known someone like him woulda been here, I might have come here better equipped!" she growled. "Man, all you people are -so- lucky!
Up in Wutai, it's hard to come by materia," she said, eyeing Cloud and Aerith's materia.
"Don't get any thoughts," Cloud frowned.
"Mine's useless," Aerith smiled cheerfully.
"-Useless- materia?" Sephiroth walked up, lifting an eyebrow in interest as he shoved Yuffie's stuff across the table and removed her from his seat. Pouting, Yuffie took
a seat across the table in a different chair.
"Sephiroth's right," Cloud pointed out. "Maybe you just don't know how to use it."
"Nope," Aerith grinned. "Mine's good for absolutely nothing."
"Then why do you even still have it?" Yuffie asked.
"It was my mother's, and I like just having it," Aerith was explaining, but paused as Nanaki walked up.
"If that Hojo bothers me one more time..." Nanaki growled.
"Oooooh!" Yuffie cheered happily. "Let ME at him! I've been looking for an excuse for the last six minutes now!" She grinned, jumping up and holding up a variety of
'weapons' which included a frisbee and a fold-out fan.
"I've learned more musical terms then I'll ever need to know or ever will see, -EVER-, today," Yuffie frowned darkly. "I'm ready for some kick-butt action."
~//~
A/N: So it's like, late here now and I probably had a lot of typos...I looked over it the best I could, if you see any point them out and I'll correct them next update,
thanks for reading, and if you have any funny stories e-mail 'em to me or let me know about 'em somehow...thanks much!
~xiffie~