The alarm beeped, the complaints were voiced, and the sheets were throw off as I stumbled out of bed at quarter to 7 to get ready for freshman fundamentals. I turned the knob on my shower as the warm water started rushing out of the faucet. One whole month until school starts and I'm already getting out of bed early.
"Another summer ruined yet again by the dreaded beeping of my alarm," I muttered under my breath as I pulled my shoulder length, usually dark brown, wet hair into a messy bun and searched for my gray shorts that said California across the butt, "But I get to see all my friends again…maybe he'll be there…." I sighed under my breath as I pulled on my short socks, in hopes of minimizing the tan line I'll unavoidably get.
"Chloe, come on you're going to be late I we don't leave within the next 5 minutes." My mom called from the bottom of the stairs as I grabbed my water bottle, backpack, and sky blue flag, and headed for our car to go to my one, and luckly only day of freshman fundamentals.
"Welcome you guys…Ben, Shane, Alan, Tom…please stop talking….we have a long morning ahead of us. Ok, back to business. As you all know, the Mattawan Band is a very prestigious class, and one of the best parts, or the part that the students usually like best, is marching season. We will be spending the next four weeks working on perfecting our marching, learning how to read and march our drill, and putting the music with the drill. We will have our staff , some of whom are in the back, along with Mr. Anderson, Miss. Nofs, and myself to help you with all of the items on our list that we must accomplish. As all of you know, the band plays at all the football games during halftime, but what not many of you knows is that we compete against many other bands," Mr. Greer droned on, though he was our favorite band director as my older brother Sean, who would be beginning his junior year this year, had warned, Mr. Greer was much more demanding of us during the marching season.
"I would like to introduce you to our some of our staff, these nice people who are standing in the back of the room are your drum majors, and section leaders. We will be going left to right, please say your name, grade, and what section you are the leader of, please."
"I'm Brian Willey, I'm a senior, and I'm the tuba section leader," a very cute boy said stepping forward.
"I'm Kirsten Novak, I'm a senior and I'm the saxophone section leader this year."
"I'm Sarah Jenkins, I'm a junior and I'm one of the drum majors."
"I'm Krystle Forbes,, and I'm a junior and not to be confused with my twin sister Carlee, we have made nametags, and I'm the drum major."
"I'm Hannah Hafner, I'm a senior and I'll be your head drum major."
"I'm Carlee Forbes, I'm a junior and I'm the junior Guard Captain."
I'm Jordan Avard, I'm a senior and I'm the guard captain this year."
"I'm Mike Tartaglia, I'm a senior and I'm the section leader of the trumpets."
"I'm Tyler Hodges, I'm a junior and I'm not going to be here any day after today because I'm leaving for Interlocked, but today I'll be the flute section leader."
I'm Matt Bettig, I'm a senior and I'm the F Trumpet section leader."
"I'm Ana Nymphan, I'm a senior and I'm the trombone section lea deader."
"I'mMindy Rude, I'm a senior and I'm the Clarinet section leader."
"I'm Josh Sutton, I'm a senior and I'm the baritone section leader."
"I'm Dan Dehann, and I'm a senior, and I'm the barry/tenor/bass clarinet section leader."
"I'm Halli Beujokeford, I'm a senior and I'm the percussion section leader." Halli rode my bus, and he was very, very cute. As my eyes wandered the room I noticed tat several girls were drooling over Halli, though he didn't seem to notice.
"Ok, so now that you know the staff please go to your section and get acquainted." Mr. Anderson said through his treasured mega-phone.
Since the guard has known each other since June, because of try-outs, and the lunch we had to find out who are sisters were, we just went over to Jordan and Carlee to talk about our summers.
"Outside everyone!" the mega-phone magnified Mr. Anderson's voice by about a million.
"Ok Guard, grab your flags, water, and whatever else you may need and follow everyone else out please." Jordan instructed.
The morning was one of the hottest I'd ever experienced, and it was worse since we had to stand at attention with out backs to the sun for the 60 second drill, but finally my morning of freshman fundamentals, which had started at 8 finished by 1 o'clock that afternoon.
"We'll see you all back here at 3 for our night rehearsal with the rest o the band.
I was home for a total of one hour and thirty minutes when my brother and I piled into our mom's Durango to pick up Sean's friend Mikey. "Welcome Band to another August of band camp!" Mr. Greer announced once everyone was settled, "Now lets warm-up."