Bella's pov
I clutch my tuba tightly to my chest as I watch behind the curtain at Savannah playing god rest ye merry gentlemen for the judges. Right now it is the christman competition, the last competition until January. I also get to go home tomorrow.
Not that my house is home, wherever my tuba is is my home. And my tuba will be in my room so yeah my rooms home.
I hear the audience applaud snapping me from my thoughts. Savannah stands up from her chair to get her results
"7." the old man judge says "7." the middle aged male judge says "8." the women judge says
Savannah mutters a thank you before running off
"That stunk I'm gonna be eliminated!" she says
I can't reply as of I have to go on stage. The audience erupts in applause as I take my seat. Once they quiet down I begin playing santa baby on my tuba.
Once I finish the audience cheers again and I get my results "10." says the old man "10." says the middle age male "9." says the women judge
"Thanks." psh i am not 29 points I am 30. I walk off the stage going to the room all of us have to stay in until the show ends
"Bella I have the lowest score. Im gonna be sent home!" Savannah says
"Technically we are all being sent home tomorrow." I remind her "Kidding but you know they don't eliminate the lowest score, they pick based on all the performances."
"Of course you aren't worried everyone knows you're gonna win." Savannah snaps
"Hey I got 27. I'm gonna win." Dylan says
"Hey I got 29." I spit my ego on him
The short blonde bass clarinet comes running back here "Guys I'm gonna be sent home I squeaked like four times!"
"What was your score?" Dylan asks
"23." he replies
"thats one more point than me." savannah states
"Can you shut up? Please I got a 19 and you dont see me whining I am just happy to be here." Max says
"What ever happens low brass and low woodwinds will always be a family." Grayson sounds like a fortune cookie
"your lucky I'm stuck with Dylan and James as a section ." The french horn says
I turn to look at Dylan
"BELLA! BELLLAA!" Anthony yells running back stage
"What?" I ask jumping up from my chair setting the tuba down.
"A news channel is here. they want to interview you. They asked for you by name." Anthony says
"Really?" I question
"Yes! Bella go now they're right outside"
"Fuck okay." I laugh then realize I cussed then I remember its Anthony
I give Savannah a weird look then go out the doors. A girl who looks like a knock off of Oprah stands there
"Hi sweetie I'm Jessica. Its just a simple interview don't be nervous."
Without waiting for me to reply a man turns a camera on me
"Jessica Harvey here with a little tuba player taking the U.s by storm ." knock off Oprah lady says
"Hi I'm Bella.."
"Yes everyone knows who you are. Now tell me is there any drama behind the set of American band geek?" Oprah lady tips her microphone to me
Paul would stab me if I said there was
I plaster a fake smile on my face "There's a few little arguments but we're all like a family" I lied on tv.
"How would you rate your performance tonight?"
"I mean I did my best for only having a week to prepare. Personally I think I did pretty well." I reply
After a few more questions they stop rolling and I go back inside
"Why are any of us even here? Everyone knows Bella or Dylan are gonna win." The French horn says
"Winning requires talent. So I'm gonna win not Bella." Dylan comments
"Fight me." I reply
"Under the covers." Dylan smirks
Zach raises his bass clarinet and crushes Dylan's foot
"What the hell! Ow!" Dylan yells
"Low brass and low woodwinds stick together" Zach shrugs
"Exactly you guys are all a close section and I'm stuck with Dylan!" French horn says
"What is your name?" Zach asks
"Edie." French horn says
(EdieIsMe hey)
"Okay guys time to find out who is eliminated. Take stage" Andy says
All of us walk on
"I'm so scared Bella" Savannah whispers
"Your amazing shh." I whisper back
"And the instrument being eliminated is..."
The pause for like twenty horrible seconds
"Trombone."
"NO I DEMAND A REVOTE!" I yell then regret it when I remember were on live tv.
As soon as we get backstage Savannah sits on the floor starting to cry.
"No low brass can be sad under by watch." anthony sits down next to Savannah
After about an hour of Savannah, Zach, Anthony and me chilling on the backstage floor Savannah finally accepts it.
"I'm gonna miss you guys like nobodies business. thanks for making the best two months of my life." Savannah pulls me and Zach into a group hug.
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WHY A LOW BRASS WHY DID I DO THAT
Qotd: have you ever failed an audition?
My answer: yeah into districts orchestra in sixth grade😂
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DUCES.
