|You Had Everything
Author: AlmostAvalice PM
Leiann Anis is a 16 year old girl with an easy life. A life where she though she had everything. Suddenly a new kid Sam walks straight into her life, and feels as if she had nothing at all.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Drama - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,448 - Reviews: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 07-20-12 - Published: 07-19-12 - id: 8338855
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A/N: Hey all! I want to tell you i came up with the plot myself. This is also to convey my passion for marching band (parade block marching) and drum majoring, which is for my spinning a mace. Well if you LOOOOOOVVVVVEEEEE marching band like i do tell me. I love marchers. I also currently am a drum major at my school and in the front ensemble in Blue Devils Drum and Bugle Corp. Sit back relax and enjoy.
I though I had everything. I was sure I had everything. An amazing band, good grades, good looks, and most importantly, the best drum major. I'm not trying to be conceited or anything, but it's true. I'm an undefeated mace drum major and since I became drum major freshman year (which is very unheard of) I have not placed anything but first.
Today is the day I started to feel like everything I have, my band, my grades, my looks, my spinning skills, everything became totally obsolete. A week into my junior year. Warming up out side of the band room on concrete just to practice. I saw him. Wavy slick dark brown hair that partly covered his amazing hazel eyes underneath thick square framed glasses. Slightly tan white skin. Tall, slender, visible muscle tone. He walked right past me into the band room and for the first time in ages I dropped my mace. Not only did i drop it but it dented. The dome was already pretty messed up when I first started but I've never dented the mace it this deep before. Unconsciously, I stalked my way into the band room looking at the now dented dome. I saw him. in the window of my band directors office. I walked over to the office door and knocked on it. With out consent to go in I opened the door anyway.
"Hey Mr. Zaynly," I said looking at the mace and seeing the boy with glasses looking at me with my peripherals, "I dented my mace pretty bad, can we get an extra dome ordered before the next competition?"
Mr. Z looked at me, "Hmm let me see," I passed him the mace and he examined it closely for a second, "Yeah you should get it replaced. This dent is going to throw off the speed of your spin." I nodded, and turned to leave the room, with out saying a word to this mysterious boy, "Oh and Lei."
I turned back around, "Yeah?"
"This our new student," he gestured for the boy to say his name.
"The name's Sam," He said with a white toothy smile. He held out his hand for a hand shake.
"Leiann, but you can call me Lei," I shook his hand and blushed as he continued to smile, "or you can call me Leiann, what ever... you know floats your boat," I'm nervous and you can tell.
"Alright," he chuckled letting go of my hand, "Nice to meet you Leiann."
"Same for you," My head is spinning so much.
"She is our drum major. In case you didn't know," Mr. Z laughed a little at his own joke, "You have all the same classes as her so I'm sure she will show you around," he game me a look. A look that said 'You better make him feel welcome to this band, we need him.' type look. I have never been much of the 'Welcome to my band.' type person. I'm not very sociable and I don't have many friends.
"Alright," I said giving Mr. Z a smile, "I'll show him around and stuff," I said. Mr. Zaynly gave me an approving nod, "Come on," I said walking out the door with Sam following shortly after. I placed my mace some in the same corner I always do and turned around to talk to him, "So were you in any band before?"
"Yeah at my old high school," he said with a smile.
"What instrument?" I asked. He seemed to be excited to answer my question.
"Well I play trumpet," he said, "But I was a drum major just like you for marching band," I smiled. I already knew that it was love at first sight. He was something perfect that I didn't have. Something that I wanted.
"Cool," I said smiling back at him, "I play marimba and flute," I walked and lead him into the almost empty hall way.
"That's awesome," he said, "Your mace, you need a new dome right?"
"Yeah," I remembered the huge dent in it, "I dropped it."
"I have an extra one if you want to use it," I stopped and looked at him, we were in front of my locker.
"Really?" My face lit up in delight, "Thanks!" I gave him an awkward hug.
"No problem," he hugged back not sure if he was doing out of courtesy or because he just wanted to.
"What's your locker number?" I asked, ready to guide him there.
"Ummm... 269" I looked at the lockers nearest to us, "347".
"This way," I giggled and lead him down the hall to his locker, it was on top. "There ya' go locker 269 now at your service."
Sam gave a short laugh, entered his locker combo, and opened it, "what's your locker number?"
"267," I said looking down the hall and barely skimming through the numbers on the top lockers.
"I found it. Locker 267, now at your service" I turned around and he was pointing to the locker directly next to his. I looked at the number and surly enough there it was, locker 267. I enter the combination and the locker opens with ease, "The band director said you have all the same classes as me right?" I nodded in disbelief. I feel like destiny put us together to make my life harder for me, "I guess we're going to be great friends," Sam said with a smile. I smiled back reluctantly. He waltzed into my life, threw off my balance, and tantalized me in the first 20 minutes of knowing each other. This is going to be a long school year.