I ran to catch up with them as they walked up the steps of the last charter bus after they
had put my stuff under the bus. I hurried and stacked my trombone and guitar with the rest of
the instruments. The moment Charlie and John-Michael stepped onto the bus the upperclassmen
stood up and cuffed the freshmen to stand with them. One other boy stood up to stand with
Charlie and John-Michael. They began yelling out their stats.
"Sean, sophomore, trombone!"
"Katie, junior, tuba!"
"Jacob, freshman, trombone!"
There were twenty-six trombones, eleven euphoniums, and eight tubas total. I could tell
that this was one big band. Of the eleven girl low brass players only three, besides me,
marched. The rest were in color guard or were twirlers. There was Amber, the junior tuba
player, Katie, the freshman trombonist, and Julie, the senior euphonium player. All this
Charlie whispered to me while people were calling out there stats.
"Upperclassmen, at ease!" John-Michael yelled. The upperclassmen sat down. "Freshmen
remain standing! We are your section leaders. I'm John-Michael, trombone section leader,
and this is Charlie, tuba section leader, and Alex, euphonium section leader." Wow, Alex
was a hottie too. It must be something in the water around here. He had blond hair and
deep blue eyes.
John-Michael continued. "We plan on making your freshman year hell." Was he serious??
"You will only address us when we address you and then you will answer us with Sir. Whatever
we want you will give to us upon demand with no questions asked. Is this understood?" he
didn't wait for an answer. "Good. As long as that's understood…" he grinned. "I'm just
shittin' with y'all… mostly. We do run things and basically you have to do whatever we tell
you to. So don't be surprised if we run you ragged. And now that that's all clear I have
an introduction to make. This is Samantha aka Sammy and she just moved here. She's a junior
and she plays trombone."
Everyone said hi and I waved back.
"Now that John is through spitting his hot air we can get this party started! So feel free
to do whatever. Go crazy. Don't be too stupid though. This is the only bus without a
chaperone and we don't want that privilege taken away. Let's paarrtay!!!" Alex yelled.
A cheer went up from everyone. John-Michael and I headed for the back of the bus but Alex
and Charlie stayed behind.
"Aren't you coming with us?" John asked.
"Naw, we're gonna chill up here for a while but we'll be back there later." Alex said.
Then Charlie squeezed my arm and kissed me on the cheek. "We'll see you later, okay babe?"
I nodded my head but inside I was confused. Did Charlie like me? I hoped not. Charlie
was cool but I only thought of him as a friend.
John and I got settled on the last row of the bus. The row had three seats but we got the
luxury of having extra space. Being in with section leaders had it's props, I thought to
myself and smiled.
"What're you smiling at?" John-Michael asked, smiling back at me.
"Nothing. Does Charlie like me?" I asked, a frown replacing the smile on my face.
John stared at me for a full minute and then threw back his head and laughed. This was like
a repeat of earlier today.
"Charlie's gay."
That made me sit up straight in my seat. "What?"
"Charlie's gay," he repeated. "Do you have a problem with that?" John turned suddenly
serious.
"God, no! I'm just surprised." I thought for a second. "Does he like Alex?"
"Yeah."
"Is Alex gay?"
"Well, he's bi, but this is kind of on the hush-hush so don't say anything, okay?"
"'Kay. Does he like Charlie?"
"Yeah, but they're both too shy to do anything about it."
"Then we'll just have to hook them up."
Mr. Thomas, the head band director, entered the bus. "Quiet down everyone! We've got a
six hour bus ride ahead of us with NO PIT STOPS so I hope that everyone brought snacks."
Everyone held a bag of chips or drinks in the air. "Be good guys. Don't drive the bus driver
crazy and don't sacrifice anyone."
"Don't worry, Mr. T," John called out. "By the time the bus ride is over there won't be any
virgins left to sacrifice." The boys on the bus catcalled and yelled while the girls called
him a pig.
"John, just don't. Now it's time to get going. Let's have a safe and fun trip!"
Mr. Thomas exited the bus and we started on our way.
"John, if this is a six hour trip why are we leaving at six o'clock? We won't get there
until like midnight!" I asked.
"Mr. Thomas always likes us to travel to band camp at night. He says it makes us feel
disconnected from the outside world and makes us more of a family."
I rolled my eyes. John-Michael pinched me.
"Ouch!" I rubbed my arm. "What was that for?"
"Don't roll your eyes at Mr. Thomas. He's really cool."
I pinched him back.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"Cuz I can do that." Pretty soon we had an all out war going on.
The boy in front of us peeked over our seat then yelled, "Pinch fight!" at the top of his
lungs and pinched me on the arm. Soon the whole bus was into it. When the boy in front of
us bent over to pinch someone I leaned over and pinched his bum. He whirled around in shock.
"Payback, baby." I taunted. He moved to pinch me but then laughed and continued attacking
other people. I sat down.
"Shall we continue?" John-Michael asked.
"Yes, we shall." I quickly reached out and pinched his nipple.
He looked shocked. "You pinched my tit!"
I had to laugh at the expression on his face. Then he pinched my nipple.
"You pinched my tit!" Now I was the one who was shocked.
"First rule of pinch fighting, never let your guard down."
I moved to pinch him but he grabbed both of my arms and pinned them to my sides so I so I
nipped him playfully on the ear.
"I'm down but not out." I said.
"Oh, so now you wanna bite, eh?" To prove my point I bit him again.
"You better watch it," he said. "If you keep biting me then you might not like what I have
to do to you." I bit him one more time, on the neck.
"Okay, I warned you." He held me still as I playfully tried to wriggle away. Then slowly
he leaned towards me and slowly and gently bit me square on the nipple.
"Whoa! Alex, I think we're interrupting something. Maybe we should come back later."
Charlie said.
"If the back seat's a-rockin' don't come a-knockin'." John is so evil!
I quickly separated myself from John-Michael's arms.
"Um, ahem, no. You're not interrupting anything. I was just about to um," I looked around
and picked up a scrap piece of paper. "I was about to throw this away."
I hopped up and practically ran down the aisle to the trashcan. Then I calmly walked back to
my seat except now it wasn't my seat. John-Michael was seated next to the window with
Charlie in the middle and Alex next to the aisle. The three guys stopped talking and turned
to face me. Charlie and Alex smiled slow, evil smiles at me.
"Now that you're back we can begin our questioning."
"What do you mean questioning? There's nothing to question." I had to get out of this and
fast.
"Oh yes there is."
"Well I for one refuse to answer any questions. And John-Michael won't either, right Michael?"
He chuckled. "Right, John-Michael?"
"Um, right."
"Good boy." I reached over and patted him on the head.
"Now," I crossed my arms. "I guess you don't have anyone to question." I made the mistake
of smirking gleefully.
"Actually," Charlie playfully mocked me by crossing his arms. "As your section leaders you
have to do what we say."
Crap! "Well… um, John's a section leader too! And he says no questions. So there!" I stuck
out my tongue.
"I think this deserves a vote. All in favor of questioning raise your hand." Alex, Charlie,
and John-Michael raised their hands. "All in favor of humoring Sammy. Heh, I guess the
answer's clear. Let the questioning begin."
Traitor, I mouthed at John.
You know you love me, he mouthed back. I re-crossed my arms and made up my mind to ignore
him.
"Let's hurry up and get this over with." The quicker the better.
Charlie cackled evilly and popped his knuckles. "Question numero uno. What exactly was
going on back here?"
"Nothing," I said defensively.
Alex sighed. "We tried to go easy on you but you wanted it the hard way. Charlie, continue."
"Well then, as I was saying, were you or were you not alone back here with John-Michael?"
"Well, um, yeah, I was."
"And was he or was he not practically on top of you?"
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call it--"
"Stick to the questions Sammy. Was he or was he not on top of you?"
"He was," I whispered.
"And finally," he paused to rub his hands together in anticipation. "True or false. Were
his lips in contact with your breast?"
"No!"
"They weren't?" he demanded.
"No… only his teeth were… he bit me. But it's not my fault! He started it!"
Alex, Charlie, and John-Michael began to laugh. At me, no less. Three times in one day.
I'm on a roll.
"Is the questioning over now?" I snapped.
"Not quite. I have a question."
"Well what is it?"
"Are you and John-Michael going to have sex?"
The boys collapsed into a fit of giggles. Boys aren't supposed to giggle! Especially not
at my expense! I thought. "No!" I answered at the exact same moment that John answered "Yes."
Alex and Charlie practically gave themselves hernias from laughing. "You know that means
yes."
"Charlie, you are so evil!" I yelled.
He simply ignored me. "So how long before they'll have sex?" Charlie asked.
"I dunno. We should break this down step by step. When are they gonna kiss?"
"On the bus today."
"Make out?"
"Tonight."
"Fellatio?"
"Next week."
"Cunnilingus?"
"Same night."
"Sex?"
"Two weeks from now."
"Omigod! What do you guys think I am? A whore?"
"No, but John-Michael is."
"Hey!" It's about time he had the decency to look offended.
"Well you are!"
"Am not!"
"Yeah you are! You throw your dick at girls like it was confetti at Mardi Gras."
"Boys, boys, boys." Better break up the fight. "Now, back to what we were discussing.
You guys think John and I are going to have sex?"
"Yeah," they answered at the same time.
"Well we're not."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes…" Damn it! I had meant for that to come out strong and assertive instead of weak and
uncertain. "Back me up here John. Tell them we're not going to have sex."
John had the nerve to smile this slow, sexy grin, lean back sexily, put his hands behind his
head sexily, look at me even more sexily, and then say, sexily, of course, "Whatever happens,
happens."
Shit.
"Well you might as well forget about it cuz it ain't gonna happen. The closest you're gonna
get to fellatio from me is sticking your penis in a wet vacuum cleaner. Now we really need
to get to a new subject. Who took my damn seat?" I demanded.
Charlie pointed at Alex, Alex pointed at John, and John-Michael pointed at Charlie. "Great,
I'm stuck with the Three Stooges and no seat. So I ask you this, geniuses, where am I
supposed to sit?"
Simultaneously, all three of them patted their laps. I had to laugh. "I dunno," I said
flirtatiously, "I wouldn't wanna give you guys boners."
"Riiiiight," they scoffed.
"You all know you want me." I grinned and then plopped down on their laps with my back to
the window. Just then a movie came on. "Ooh, Gladiator! I love this movie! Russell Crowe
is one sexy mofo so shhh!"
The movie finally ended about three hours later at ten o'clock. I sighed with contentment.
"That was the greatest movie in the world," I said.
"Whatever. Now hop up sweet cheeks, I have an announcement to make," John-Michael said.
I shifted from sitting in John's lap with my legs on Alex and Charlie to sitting just on the
other two.
John-Michael stood up in the aisle and cleared his throat for attention. "Okay kiddos, time
for bed." Almost in one voice the freshmen exclaimed, "What?!" The upperclassmen on the
other hand, just got comfy, pulling out pillows and blanket and snuggling up close to each
other. "You heard me, time for bed. Believe me, you'll want your sleep now because you
won't get any tonight. Not a wink. So go to sleep and if I hear anyone talking there'll
be hell to pay when we get there. Got it?" He turned the lights on the bus off and headed
back to his seat.
The three seats in the back reclined so Alex, Charlie, and John-Michael leaned back and I
curled up on their laps. We snuggled under a blanket and got comfortable.
"Good night, Alex," I said.
"Good night, Sammy," he replied.
"Good night, Charlie," I said.
"Good night," he replied.
"'Night, John," I said.
"Night night," he replied and kissed me on the lips. I giggled.
"You guys are already on schedule. Tonight you'll be making out," Alex said.
I growled, rolled over, and went to sleep.
had put my stuff under the bus. I hurried and stacked my trombone and guitar with the rest of
the instruments. The moment Charlie and John-Michael stepped onto the bus the upperclassmen
stood up and cuffed the freshmen to stand with them. One other boy stood up to stand with
Charlie and John-Michael. They began yelling out their stats.
"Sean, sophomore, trombone!"
"Katie, junior, tuba!"
"Jacob, freshman, trombone!"
There were twenty-six trombones, eleven euphoniums, and eight tubas total. I could tell
that this was one big band. Of the eleven girl low brass players only three, besides me,
marched. The rest were in color guard or were twirlers. There was Amber, the junior tuba
player, Katie, the freshman trombonist, and Julie, the senior euphonium player. All this
Charlie whispered to me while people were calling out there stats.
"Upperclassmen, at ease!" John-Michael yelled. The upperclassmen sat down. "Freshmen
remain standing! We are your section leaders. I'm John-Michael, trombone section leader,
and this is Charlie, tuba section leader, and Alex, euphonium section leader." Wow, Alex
was a hottie too. It must be something in the water around here. He had blond hair and
deep blue eyes.
John-Michael continued. "We plan on making your freshman year hell." Was he serious??
"You will only address us when we address you and then you will answer us with Sir. Whatever
we want you will give to us upon demand with no questions asked. Is this understood?" he
didn't wait for an answer. "Good. As long as that's understood…" he grinned. "I'm just
shittin' with y'all… mostly. We do run things and basically you have to do whatever we tell
you to. So don't be surprised if we run you ragged. And now that that's all clear I have
an introduction to make. This is Samantha aka Sammy and she just moved here. She's a junior
and she plays trombone."
Everyone said hi and I waved back.
"Now that John is through spitting his hot air we can get this party started! So feel free
to do whatever. Go crazy. Don't be too stupid though. This is the only bus without a
chaperone and we don't want that privilege taken away. Let's paarrtay!!!" Alex yelled.
A cheer went up from everyone. John-Michael and I headed for the back of the bus but Alex
and Charlie stayed behind.
"Aren't you coming with us?" John asked.
"Naw, we're gonna chill up here for a while but we'll be back there later." Alex said.
Then Charlie squeezed my arm and kissed me on the cheek. "We'll see you later, okay babe?"
I nodded my head but inside I was confused. Did Charlie like me? I hoped not. Charlie
was cool but I only thought of him as a friend.
John and I got settled on the last row of the bus. The row had three seats but we got the
luxury of having extra space. Being in with section leaders had it's props, I thought to
myself and smiled.
"What're you smiling at?" John-Michael asked, smiling back at me.
"Nothing. Does Charlie like me?" I asked, a frown replacing the smile on my face.
John stared at me for a full minute and then threw back his head and laughed. This was like
a repeat of earlier today.
"Charlie's gay."
That made me sit up straight in my seat. "What?"
"Charlie's gay," he repeated. "Do you have a problem with that?" John turned suddenly
serious.
"God, no! I'm just surprised." I thought for a second. "Does he like Alex?"
"Yeah."
"Is Alex gay?"
"Well, he's bi, but this is kind of on the hush-hush so don't say anything, okay?"
"'Kay. Does he like Charlie?"
"Yeah, but they're both too shy to do anything about it."
"Then we'll just have to hook them up."
Mr. Thomas, the head band director, entered the bus. "Quiet down everyone! We've got a
six hour bus ride ahead of us with NO PIT STOPS so I hope that everyone brought snacks."
Everyone held a bag of chips or drinks in the air. "Be good guys. Don't drive the bus driver
crazy and don't sacrifice anyone."
"Don't worry, Mr. T," John called out. "By the time the bus ride is over there won't be any
virgins left to sacrifice." The boys on the bus catcalled and yelled while the girls called
him a pig.
"John, just don't. Now it's time to get going. Let's have a safe and fun trip!"
Mr. Thomas exited the bus and we started on our way.
"John, if this is a six hour trip why are we leaving at six o'clock? We won't get there
until like midnight!" I asked.
"Mr. Thomas always likes us to travel to band camp at night. He says it makes us feel
disconnected from the outside world and makes us more of a family."
I rolled my eyes. John-Michael pinched me.
"Ouch!" I rubbed my arm. "What was that for?"
"Don't roll your eyes at Mr. Thomas. He's really cool."
I pinched him back.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"Cuz I can do that." Pretty soon we had an all out war going on.
The boy in front of us peeked over our seat then yelled, "Pinch fight!" at the top of his
lungs and pinched me on the arm. Soon the whole bus was into it. When the boy in front of
us bent over to pinch someone I leaned over and pinched his bum. He whirled around in shock.
"Payback, baby." I taunted. He moved to pinch me but then laughed and continued attacking
other people. I sat down.
"Shall we continue?" John-Michael asked.
"Yes, we shall." I quickly reached out and pinched his nipple.
He looked shocked. "You pinched my tit!"
I had to laugh at the expression on his face. Then he pinched my nipple.
"You pinched my tit!" Now I was the one who was shocked.
"First rule of pinch fighting, never let your guard down."
I moved to pinch him but he grabbed both of my arms and pinned them to my sides so I so I
nipped him playfully on the ear.
"I'm down but not out." I said.
"Oh, so now you wanna bite, eh?" To prove my point I bit him again.
"You better watch it," he said. "If you keep biting me then you might not like what I have
to do to you." I bit him one more time, on the neck.
"Okay, I warned you." He held me still as I playfully tried to wriggle away. Then slowly
he leaned towards me and slowly and gently bit me square on the nipple.
"Whoa! Alex, I think we're interrupting something. Maybe we should come back later."
Charlie said.
"If the back seat's a-rockin' don't come a-knockin'." John is so evil!
I quickly separated myself from John-Michael's arms.
"Um, ahem, no. You're not interrupting anything. I was just about to um," I looked around
and picked up a scrap piece of paper. "I was about to throw this away."
I hopped up and practically ran down the aisle to the trashcan. Then I calmly walked back to
my seat except now it wasn't my seat. John-Michael was seated next to the window with
Charlie in the middle and Alex next to the aisle. The three guys stopped talking and turned
to face me. Charlie and Alex smiled slow, evil smiles at me.
"Now that you're back we can begin our questioning."
"What do you mean questioning? There's nothing to question." I had to get out of this and
fast.
"Oh yes there is."
"Well I for one refuse to answer any questions. And John-Michael won't either, right Michael?"
He chuckled. "Right, John-Michael?"
"Um, right."
"Good boy." I reached over and patted him on the head.
"Now," I crossed my arms. "I guess you don't have anyone to question." I made the mistake
of smirking gleefully.
"Actually," Charlie playfully mocked me by crossing his arms. "As your section leaders you
have to do what we say."
Crap! "Well… um, John's a section leader too! And he says no questions. So there!" I stuck
out my tongue.
"I think this deserves a vote. All in favor of questioning raise your hand." Alex, Charlie,
and John-Michael raised their hands. "All in favor of humoring Sammy. Heh, I guess the
answer's clear. Let the questioning begin."
Traitor, I mouthed at John.
You know you love me, he mouthed back. I re-crossed my arms and made up my mind to ignore
him.
"Let's hurry up and get this over with." The quicker the better.
Charlie cackled evilly and popped his knuckles. "Question numero uno. What exactly was
going on back here?"
"Nothing," I said defensively.
Alex sighed. "We tried to go easy on you but you wanted it the hard way. Charlie, continue."
"Well then, as I was saying, were you or were you not alone back here with John-Michael?"
"Well, um, yeah, I was."
"And was he or was he not practically on top of you?"
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call it--"
"Stick to the questions Sammy. Was he or was he not on top of you?"
"He was," I whispered.
"And finally," he paused to rub his hands together in anticipation. "True or false. Were
his lips in contact with your breast?"
"No!"
"They weren't?" he demanded.
"No… only his teeth were… he bit me. But it's not my fault! He started it!"
Alex, Charlie, and John-Michael began to laugh. At me, no less. Three times in one day.
I'm on a roll.
"Is the questioning over now?" I snapped.
"Not quite. I have a question."
"Well what is it?"
"Are you and John-Michael going to have sex?"
The boys collapsed into a fit of giggles. Boys aren't supposed to giggle! Especially not
at my expense! I thought. "No!" I answered at the exact same moment that John answered "Yes."
Alex and Charlie practically gave themselves hernias from laughing. "You know that means
yes."
"Charlie, you are so evil!" I yelled.
He simply ignored me. "So how long before they'll have sex?" Charlie asked.
"I dunno. We should break this down step by step. When are they gonna kiss?"
"On the bus today."
"Make out?"
"Tonight."
"Fellatio?"
"Next week."
"Cunnilingus?"
"Same night."
"Sex?"
"Two weeks from now."
"Omigod! What do you guys think I am? A whore?"
"No, but John-Michael is."
"Hey!" It's about time he had the decency to look offended.
"Well you are!"
"Am not!"
"Yeah you are! You throw your dick at girls like it was confetti at Mardi Gras."
"Boys, boys, boys." Better break up the fight. "Now, back to what we were discussing.
You guys think John and I are going to have sex?"
"Yeah," they answered at the same time.
"Well we're not."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes…" Damn it! I had meant for that to come out strong and assertive instead of weak and
uncertain. "Back me up here John. Tell them we're not going to have sex."
John had the nerve to smile this slow, sexy grin, lean back sexily, put his hands behind his
head sexily, look at me even more sexily, and then say, sexily, of course, "Whatever happens,
happens."
Shit.
"Well you might as well forget about it cuz it ain't gonna happen. The closest you're gonna
get to fellatio from me is sticking your penis in a wet vacuum cleaner. Now we really need
to get to a new subject. Who took my damn seat?" I demanded.
Charlie pointed at Alex, Alex pointed at John, and John-Michael pointed at Charlie. "Great,
I'm stuck with the Three Stooges and no seat. So I ask you this, geniuses, where am I
supposed to sit?"
Simultaneously, all three of them patted their laps. I had to laugh. "I dunno," I said
flirtatiously, "I wouldn't wanna give you guys boners."
"Riiiiight," they scoffed.
"You all know you want me." I grinned and then plopped down on their laps with my back to
the window. Just then a movie came on. "Ooh, Gladiator! I love this movie! Russell Crowe
is one sexy mofo so shhh!"
The movie finally ended about three hours later at ten o'clock. I sighed with contentment.
"That was the greatest movie in the world," I said.
"Whatever. Now hop up sweet cheeks, I have an announcement to make," John-Michael said.
I shifted from sitting in John's lap with my legs on Alex and Charlie to sitting just on the
other two.
John-Michael stood up in the aisle and cleared his throat for attention. "Okay kiddos, time
for bed." Almost in one voice the freshmen exclaimed, "What?!" The upperclassmen on the
other hand, just got comfy, pulling out pillows and blanket and snuggling up close to each
other. "You heard me, time for bed. Believe me, you'll want your sleep now because you
won't get any tonight. Not a wink. So go to sleep and if I hear anyone talking there'll
be hell to pay when we get there. Got it?" He turned the lights on the bus off and headed
back to his seat.
The three seats in the back reclined so Alex, Charlie, and John-Michael leaned back and I
curled up on their laps. We snuggled under a blanket and got comfortable.
"Good night, Alex," I said.
"Good night, Sammy," he replied.
"Good night, Charlie," I said.
"Good night," he replied.
"'Night, John," I said.
"Night night," he replied and kissed me on the lips. I giggled.
"You guys are already on schedule. Tonight you'll be making out," Alex said.
I growled, rolled over, and went to sleep.