|Confessions of a Teenaged Band Geek
Author: guard4ever PM
Hanna is a junior and in her 3rd year of marching band at her school. Cassie is a freshman and a newbie in marching band. With these two siblings in the same marching band things could get interesting.Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Drama - Chapters: 4 - Words: 3,807 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 02-18-13 - Published: 12-29-12 - id: 8850041
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What happens at band camp stays at band camp? Well, not always. There are always the pictures the band moms take, the good times we reminisce about, and the bad times we try to forget but never can. This is my third year of marching band and I am once again looking forward to the craziness of band camp. Only one more day before we leave and I cannot wait.
I sat on my bed trying my hardest to fit as many clothes as I could in my suitcase. After three years of this I have gotten really good at packing a lot in a tiny suitcase. At band camp my friends joked and said I was like Mary Poppins with her bag. I left out a shirt, a pair of shorts and my favorite sneakers for the morning. All of my toiletries were out and ready to be packed quickly in the morning when I would be running around frantic trying not to forget anything, because I always end up forgetting something. I fell asleep almost right away because I was so anxious for the morning to come.
Band Camp, here I come.
My alarm went off at 5:30 and I didn't move a muscle until I heard my mother yelling from the other room to get up. Then I realized we were leaving for band camp today. I hopped out of bed and threw on the clothes I left out and went downstairs for breakfast.
"Good morning sweetie," my mother said as I walked into the kitchen right as she was taking the pancakes off the pan.
"Morning mom," I smiled and took my plate to the table.
"Oh, Hanna did you make sure Cassie got up this morning?"
I groaned. I was not looking forward to my younger sister Cassie coming to band camp this year. "Yes mother, she is up and getting ready." I sighed. At least she was in a different section so I won't have to see her all the time. I play flute and she plays trumpet, like our father used to in his high school marching band.
"Cassie there you are," mother said as Cassie strolled calmly to the table. "You better hurry and eat because we are leaving soon." My mother said placing the plate in front of her.
"Oh mother, I am already ready." She smiled and gestured to her outfit. She wore a pair of short shorts, a tank top, and a pair of sneakers. She was going to get badly burned if she didn't put sunscreen on today.
"We are leaving in 20 minutes." I said to her walking upstairs to do my hair and makeup.
"Girls, the bus is leaving!" Mother yelled from the front door. I ran downstairs with my bag and pillow and again Cassie came slowly behind me.
When we got to the school we had our bags checked and stood around talking until the busses arrived. I stood with my friend Nicole and we ended up reminiscing about last year's band camp.
"Oh my god, remember last year's shaving cream war? You were the poor target." She laughed.
I rolled my eyes and remembered how long it took me to get all the shaving cream out of my hair. Just as I was about to say something I saw Tyson. "I swear he gets cuter each time you look at him." I whispered to her.
"When are you just going to go talk to him?"
"Never," I sighed.
"Oh come on," she said and put her hand on my shoulder, "if you actually talk to him, maybe something will happen." She said hopeful.
"Yeah, maybe, but I am not brave enough to go and talk to him."
She rolled her eyes and we noticed the busses had arrived and everyone was starting to head towards them. "If you wait too long someone else might take him from you." She said as we walked to the bus.