Authors note: This chapter might be a little bit vulgar but all I can say is suck it up.

Chapter 3

The loud screeching of a microphone being turned on pierced the air. "Alright, can everyone here me?" a voice said and there were a few shouts of acknowledgement. "Alright, my name is Ross, and I am your director, as many of you have found out already. First off on the agenda is that for the upcoming season, everybody needs to buddy up with a new person. This person will be your roommate during the actual season. Report to your section leaders to find out who is assigned to whom. Section leaders, have your groups back here in 2 hours for main rehearsal," Ross ended and turned off the microphone. Immediately afterwards, the band started talking amongst themselves.

That voice sounds so familiar… Hewey thought as he looked over at Jared.

"Trumpets meet out on the track!" came a voice near where Jared and Hewey were standing. It was Will, and he was holding up his trumpet and leading the way out to the track. Hewey and Jared followed, as did the rest of the section a few minutes later.

When everybody was out on the track, Will and Mike stepped out in front of the group. "Trumpets attend hut!"

"HUT!" the trumpet section said in one synchronized noise.

"Alright, now you're going to stand at attention and if you laugh or even fidget you are going to be doing 15 pushups. Once you fall from attention your out. Now lets see who we can break," Will said with an evil grin as the trumpet section just stared onward.

The torture went on for a few minutes, at first Will and Mike exchanging some rather funny band jokes, but then they started using other tactics to get people to break. Soon it was just down to Jared and Hewey, and then it got serious. Mike took Hewey and Will took Jared.

"Think you are so great Hewey? You think you are better then the rest of us out here? Well do you?" Mike said taunting him. Hewey heard Jared break and then Will came over and helped Mike.

"Hey you already won, you can stop," Will said with a grin, but Hewey suspected the trap and ignored it. "Well we got a fighter here don't we?" Will said to Mike.

"He has always been a stubborn ass. That girlfriend of his makes him even more stubborn," Mike said as he replied to Will.

"This one has a girlfriend?" Will asked sarcastically, as he smiled at Hewey.

"She's a little bitch though," Mike said and Hewey used all of the strength inside him, not to punch Mike in the face right then and there. "You heard me Hewey, that bitch should have died in that accident,"

Rage was building in Hewey as he stayed at attention, trying his hardest. "You should have died also…" he heard Mike murmur after he had mad the comment.

Will, who was on Mikes side up till then, turned on Mike. "Dude what the hell are you doing?" Will asked, his rage also building at Mike.

"This will make him break eventually," Mike replied tearing his eyes away from Hewey and focused them on Will.

"I can see it in his eyes, he is ready to kill you here and now," Will replied, saying it just loud enough for Hewey to hear.

"That little dude couldn't hurt a fly, and if he tried I would kill the little bitch he called a girlfriend," Mike replied and in that moment Hewey finally snapped. Hewey's trumpet flew into the grass, as he tackled Mike, sending them flying to the ground. Mike punched Hewey in the face, which left him stunned for a second and Hewey delivered a blow back. Mike finally was able to push Hewey off but when he did Hewey's foot caught him in the side of the head, causing him to black out. Blood streaking down his shirt, Hewey stood up, breathing hard.

Hands grabbed Hewey and pulled him up, restraining him from finishing the job. "Calm down Hewey! Its over, just let it go!" a voice said holding Hewey. There was the sound of a whistle and everybody stopped and looked. Ross and two other people, probably the drum majors, ran up to the group shouting.

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE!" Ross demanded and Will quickly explained what had happened. Ross' eyes filled with rage told one of the drum majors to take Mike to his office and lay him down. He told the other to take Hewey and get him cleaned up. Oh shit, its day one and I am already going to get kicked out, Hewey thought as he followed the drum major.