CHAPTER 10- THE BATTLE
The flute and clarinet players and Jackie were waiting on the football field a 3:00. The trumpet players were no where in sight.
"3:01. They chickened out," said Catherine looking at her watch.
"Ha. I knew it," said Jackie.
"Let's give them a few more minutes before heading inside," another clarient player suggested.
"Good idea," said Karyn.
They waited for a few more minutes.
"They never showed. We win," said Schellen.
They began walking away from the football field when the trumpet players suddenly appeared outta no where.
"Guess again," said Jon.
The trumpet players opened their spit valves and soon the flute and clarinet players and Jackie were covered in spit.
"EW!" they yelled.
One of the trumpet players whistled and the the former slaves of the flutes and clarinets walked behind them.
"Ambushed!" Catherine wailed. "No!"
"Hey no fair!" snapped Erica. "We agreed we couldn't use our allies!"
"Exactly," said a trumpet player, "you couldn't use your BAND allies. Duh."
"We'll we didn't know that," said a flute player.
"Now you do," said another trumpet player. He turned to the former slaves. "Get them."
The former slaves ran at the flute and clarinet players and Jackie. They screamed and ran away.
"Wait! We gotta stand up to them," said Karyn, "we gotta be brave!"
She turned around and charged at the former slaves.
"Come on!" yelled another flute player. "We gotta help!"
Everyone followed Karyn with their instruments held high.
"Check out my cool technology," said Jackie.
She took her reed outta her oboe and put it in a gun type thing. Then she pulled the trigger and 4 reeds shot out and poked one of the former slaves.
"Ew, spitty!" the former slave yelled.
The former slaves turned and ran right outta the football field.
"Dang it!" yelled one of the trumpet players. "Where'd they get the technology?"
"Who needs technology when you got valve oil?" said another trumpet player, dumping his valve oil on the football field.
The trumpet players thought it was a good idea so they all dumped their valve oil on the field. The flute and clarinet players and Jackie ran to the spot where they poured the vavle oil and began slipping in it and falling on each other. When they got up they finally reached the trumpet players and started trying to beat them with their instruments. Soon everyone was running around and spreading the valve oil spill all over the place. This battle went on and on and on.
"Fine," snapped Jon. "We're too tired to keep fighting. We surrender. But it's not over yet."
The trumpet players trudged off the football field in defeat. The flute and clarinet players and Jackie were too exhausted to celebrate. But they did do a little victory dance.
"We did it!" Erica exclaimed.
Karyn looked at all the broken instrument parts that were scattered on the ground.
"Despite all the money that I'll be spending repairs for my instrument it was worth it," she said.
"Let's go to the cafeteria and celebrate," said Jackie. "Sodas are on me."
They may have won the battle, but they're still fighting the war.
The flute and clarinet players and Jackie were waiting on the football field a 3:00. The trumpet players were no where in sight.
"3:01. They chickened out," said Catherine looking at her watch.
"Ha. I knew it," said Jackie.
"Let's give them a few more minutes before heading inside," another clarient player suggested.
"Good idea," said Karyn.
They waited for a few more minutes.
"They never showed. We win," said Schellen.
They began walking away from the football field when the trumpet players suddenly appeared outta no where.
"Guess again," said Jon.
The trumpet players opened their spit valves and soon the flute and clarinet players and Jackie were covered in spit.
"EW!" they yelled.
One of the trumpet players whistled and the the former slaves of the flutes and clarinets walked behind them.
"Ambushed!" Catherine wailed. "No!"
"Hey no fair!" snapped Erica. "We agreed we couldn't use our allies!"
"Exactly," said a trumpet player, "you couldn't use your BAND allies. Duh."
"We'll we didn't know that," said a flute player.
"Now you do," said another trumpet player. He turned to the former slaves. "Get them."
The former slaves ran at the flute and clarinet players and Jackie. They screamed and ran away.
"Wait! We gotta stand up to them," said Karyn, "we gotta be brave!"
She turned around and charged at the former slaves.
"Come on!" yelled another flute player. "We gotta help!"
Everyone followed Karyn with their instruments held high.
"Check out my cool technology," said Jackie.
She took her reed outta her oboe and put it in a gun type thing. Then she pulled the trigger and 4 reeds shot out and poked one of the former slaves.
"Ew, spitty!" the former slave yelled.
The former slaves turned and ran right outta the football field.
"Dang it!" yelled one of the trumpet players. "Where'd they get the technology?"
"Who needs technology when you got valve oil?" said another trumpet player, dumping his valve oil on the football field.
The trumpet players thought it was a good idea so they all dumped their valve oil on the field. The flute and clarinet players and Jackie ran to the spot where they poured the vavle oil and began slipping in it and falling on each other. When they got up they finally reached the trumpet players and started trying to beat them with their instruments. Soon everyone was running around and spreading the valve oil spill all over the place. This battle went on and on and on.
"Fine," snapped Jon. "We're too tired to keep fighting. We surrender. But it's not over yet."
The trumpet players trudged off the football field in defeat. The flute and clarinet players and Jackie were too exhausted to celebrate. But they did do a little victory dance.
"We did it!" Erica exclaimed.
Karyn looked at all the broken instrument parts that were scattered on the ground.
"Despite all the money that I'll be spending repairs for my instrument it was worth it," she said.
"Let's go to the cafeteria and celebrate," said Jackie. "Sodas are on me."
They may have won the battle, but they're still fighting the war.