Disclaimer: I don't own this plot
"Emma, I have bad news." Jill said when she saw her friend at lunch.
"Come on, it can't be that bad." Emma said with a slight smile.
"Wanna bet?" Jill asked. "Because here it is..."
"WHAT?!"
Emma exclaimed. "Jake the football player is joining the colorguard?"
"Unfortunately, but look at the bright side." Jill said, attempting to pacify her livid friend.
"What bright side?"
"He's a football player who has to look pretty. Not to mention the fact that he has to learn that which we've been doing for years. He'll be shown up daily." Jill and Emma shared a laugh at the idea, and then ate their lunch in silence.
6:00
"You're late." Eric, the instructor said.
"No I'm not. It's 6:00. That's when I was told to be here."
"Don't you know anything!" Brad, a junior, exclaimed. "If you're early, you're on time; if you're on time, you're late; and if you're late, you're dead. The latest you can be is 15 minutes early."
"No one told me that!" Jake exclaimed indignantly.
"Oops." Jill said with an amused smirk.
"Why you little…" Jake trailed off in mid-threat after seeing the glare the instructors and other colorguard members had fixed on him.
"Line up for across the floors." Eric said after a few moments.
"This should be fun." Jill said quietly to Emma.
"Jake, point your feet! Jake, stay on tempo! Jake, do it RIGHT!" Were only a few of the things that were constantly heard by the colorguard, with a few instructions to the other members now and then. By the time the guard was finished with the warm-ups alone, Jake was tired and grouchy.
"And Emma, Jill, Brad, and the rest of those losers are just fine!" He thought angrily.
But warm-ups were just the beginning. Jake then found out his true enemy in guard: The Flag.
AN: Dun Dun Dun! Sorry I took so long to update. I was doing other things instead.