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For those of the readers who don't understand marching band language, a "guard" is the short term for colorguard since the word colorguard is such a mouth full guard is the shorter way to refer to it.
Disclaimer: I'm a girl thus I am not Rick Riordan, which concludes that I do not own PJO.
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Today really was my unlucky day. I stayed there on my seat appalled at my unluckiness. My emotions was stuck between anger at the fact the he as drum captain is laughing at the guard or irritation that out of every guy who could be drum captain at this school it happened to be the first good-looking guy I bumped into here and practically fell on my butt before him.
It seemed like I sat there forever just staring at him. I couldn't help but admire how good he looked with a snare drum strapped onto to his chest. I mentally slapped myself for even having that thought. Luckily, I was too far on top of the bleachers for them to notice my expression or that would've been embarrassing.
Mr. D appeared and ordered the band to come to the podium and listen to announcements. While the drum major was talking, I was questioning myself if I should march myself down right now and introduce myself as the guard captain in front of that snare-playing jerk, but I held myself back knowing that it will not only embarrass me but the team. Therefore, I gently walked down the stairs to my future band, colorguard team, and that snare-playing jerk.
When I was finally down, I got behind the drumline because they were unfortunately the closest to the podium. I was only able to hear of faint whisper of Mr. D who was now talking.
"Okay brats, band camp is over now it is just learning more our show and remembering it because I am confident we are going to beat the Romans this year. I-," Mr. D was interrupted by groans and complaints of doubt. Most of the complaint was coming from the upperclassmen. "Quiet before I make you do ten laps!" Everybody went to an abrupt silence. "Good and let me finish. I have myself a secret weapon. She will help us win championships and beat the Romans." Everybody lit up in excitement and curiosity to who she was.
Me? As a secret weapon? I felt myself light up and smiled that I was this band's secret weapon. Maybe I could use the position as an advantage in kicking that drum captain's butt.
Sadly, tall boy with curly brown hair carrying quads talking to the drum captain on his right interrupted my thoughts. I mentally scowled at myself for letting me be so close to him.
"I hope the girl is hot and finds drumming even hotter." This boy was getting in my nerves.
"In your dreams drummer boy," the captain smirked. "All I hope is that she better be good if she is supposedly the secret weapon"
The captain was even more of a jerk than I thought. He possibly can't be this obnoxious and egotistic or it wouldn't fit this stadium.
"Excuse me?" the two boys stopped talking and turned around. They both held an annoyed expression on their face, but the captain looked confused as well. "You guys better be quiet before I make you!"
The rest of the band turned their heads toward our direction. They probably saw a frizzy blonde haired girl with flushed cheeks sending daggers to the two jerks in front of her.
"Sorry, but we weren't talking about you were we?" the curly haired boy talked back. The whole band oohed at the comeback.
"Sorry to disappoint, but you were." Once the words were out, I knew there was no turning back. What a nice introduction, Annabeth.
"Yeah right, and I'm the captain of colorguard." The band laughed in hysterics while the guard had their head down in shame. I scoffed at the insult.
"Well you know wh-," I wasn't able to finish because Mr. D interrupted me.
"Enough already," Mr. D yelled at us. "And Travis, go run 10 laps."
"For what? I did nothing wrong. She is the one that started it," Travis talked back to Mr. D, pointing at me.
"For talking back to one of your leaders, now go run." Mr. D gave him the gesture to start moving. I'm a leader again, I forgot how nice it feels to be called that.
"Leader what? Her?" Travis pointed at me looking shocked and stared back at Mr. D.
"You heard him; I'm the new colorguard captain," I stepped forward and crossed my hands over my chest.
There was absolute silence. You could probably hear a needle drop in this oversized stadium. Nobody was willing to move nor speak for they were too surprised by the new sudden changes in the group.
"Demigods, meet the secret weapon, Annabeth Chase, otherwise known as the colorguard's new captain," Mr. D officially introduced me.
It was still quiet while the band was taking in the news. I moved my eyes away from Travis and accidently planted them on the drumline captain. I didn't mean to, but once I did I couldn't look away. My eyes were set on his gorgeous sea greens, which I declared this morning were eyes full of evil. Somehow this time, they seem gentle and only confused. We were looking at each other and I felt connected to him until I remembered his attitude and comment ten minutes ago. I felt my cheeks blush and I looked away trying to avoid any more eye contact.
"Okay band, I think we have enough excitement for one day so you are dismissed and we will start over tomorrow. Drum major Thalia, take over," Mr. D said trying lower the tension between the two captains. Thalia dismissed the band and I couldn't help but smile at my new friend. "Guard and drumline, I need to talk to you both and Travis I still expect ten laps."
The band, well mostly the drumline, teased Travis while he started his way around the field.
I walked to my new team. The thought of being leader of something still feels weird when you don't even know your team yet, but this shouldn't be difficult right?...
"Colorguard, this is your new captain. I hope you treat her with respect and I hope she will make you a better team. Now, I am going to let Annabelle talk," Mr. D said. He was hesitant to leave as if he didn't finish talking. That brought me back this morning and made me remember that he was hiding something from me. I set that aside even though it frustrated me not knowing what it was.
Instead, I looked at my thirty-member team trying to remember each of their face. Most of them had their arms crossed and glared at me. It was unnerving and uncomfortable. I'm such a fool for thinking this was going to be easy.
"Hi, I'm your new captain and I will speak to guys tomorrow during fourth period," I said. They all left but were still manage to send me last minute glares.
I was the last one left on the field. My thoughts ran back to the events today and it all seemed like they happened so fast. Yesterday, I wasn't the captain for Goode High's colorguard and, for sure, I didn't know any cute drummer boy who will potentially be an enemy of mine here beside Rachel. Yet, it all happened in one day. I heard footsteps walking toward me and I looked up to see who it was.
"Hey Annabeth," it was Thalia. When she stopped in front of me, Thalia brought out her hand and hit me on my arm. "That was for not telling me about you being in colorguard."
"Sorry Thalia, I just didn't want anybody to know especially when I found out how much colorguard is a joke to this school."
"Well, by tomorrow everybody will know, good job on being quiet about it. Also, good job on talking back to Percy and his minions."
"Percy? Oh the captain." The name Percy suited him. The ends of the lip curve up.
"Yup, his name is Percy Jackson. He can be such a dork and obnoxious most of times. His minions is the whole drumline, they look up to him like a god."
"Is that why he was such a jerk?"
"Yeah you see, drumline has always been jerks here and they umm," Thalia was hesitant to continue. "They absolutely hate the guard and they were the ones who made the guard at the bottom of the social rank. Percy, is the biggest hater of them all." That got me furious. I don't know how the rivalry started but what I do know is Percy Jackson is my new number one enemy.
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