Hey guys! Thank for the reviews! I just had a really big event that will be in the later chapters happen to me...

Karen Rhine- I didn't know you played drums... that's so cool... I got my competition on Sunday X.X I'm so nervous! Scott says that we don't stand a chance, but I am still optimistic! I love him, though...

TheUnlovedOutcast- Hee hee... it was live yaoi!!

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Kewl

Chapter 3: Queen of Peace Save Me

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To be honest with everyone, I don't think our band will ever be ready for a show, a competition, or just to show off our whole school. We weren't going to make our first game look presentable for the second half of the show. We looked okay for the first half. I was slightly happy with it. Mr. Peña said that we would preform the first half, stay in the last part for "Hey Jude" and finish it like that.

We were going to Queen of Peace. They didn't have a marching band and we had to play the Star-Spangled Banner. It was September 11th. There was a moment of silence and we sat through the fist half of the game.

The Cardinals, our team, got ready. They ran out on the field and Doug screamed, "Look! They have a mosh pit!" The football players were all jumping on each other, sure enough.

The Queen of Peace team were the Lions or something like that. They had an ugly green color, which clashed with the whole entire area, because they were using the public High School, the Vikings, field. Everything was blue. The team ran through a huge green banner, one of the capitans tripping and falling. The whole team ran over him.

The first half was a murder. We were in the lead with 25 to nothing.

We got ready to get on. We put on our hats and zipper our pesky jackets. Then Scott told the saxes to get into a huddle.

"Okay, saxes," he explained, "We got a special handshake."

I gapsed. "Oh wow, that's so cool!"

Jessie looked over.

"Can Jessie join?" Mike asked.

"No, no interinstruments," Andy said quietly.

I looked at my friend. "Sorry, Jess."

"It's okay!" she said brightly.

The sax section got into a circle. I let my sax drop on my neck and we all outstreached our arms. We slapped our hands up and down twice, and then we hit them forward. I messed up, but I promised I'd get it right next game. We marched to the field enterance.

The announcer said, "And now, here is the Westwood Jr/Sr High School Marching Band preforming a medley from the Beatals, the greastest band ever."

Rich, the section leader of the lower brass, screamed, "YEAH!"

We started to march. The drumers played our Cadence. I felt shocked. I looked at Scott one last time and we gave each other good luck. We walked off.

Walter lead us and he walked up to the podium, saluted to the fans, and we started to play.

I can't say we did horrible, but I lost half my stand music that day. Jessie did, too. But it was cool.

Then we had to get food! We all got pizza and ate. Then Andrew, an annoying trumpet, announced that someone's sax slammed on the concrete.

It was Maddie.

Maddie was very distraught when she found that out. She was trying to fix it and she was trying to see what was wrong, but it fell and she didn't look too good.

Even though marching band was great to me, I could already smell the backstabbers.

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Short one, but the next one will be on some really entertaining practice stints. I promise! Enjoy!

Rock on,

Gabbi the Brave XD