The Icee Incident

Chapter 3

Squee!

"Ugh! That sounded awful!" Alex exclaimed. Christi winced. "Whoops."

Her best friend rolled her hazel eyes. She whipped her hair over her shoulder, the red highlights whipping the air and put the trombone to her lips. As she started practicing Tempest, she noticed a guy standing awkwardly at the door.

She raised her hand, and Mr. Lykson immediately called on her. "Alex?"

"There's a person at the door." she shouted over the din the brass made.

He quieted down the band. "Hello. Do you need help?"

The boy nodded. "I'm new, and i'm joining band. This is the band room i'm guessing?" Alex looked at Christi and her other friends Jess and Vincente, and saw Jess rolling her eyes. "Yes, this is the band room. Alex,"- she snapped to attention at that- "can you show this young man about the rules and such of band class?"

Her nod came slowly. She propped up her trombone, and walked over. Hazel eyes pierced the band, and they started practicing again, slowly. "Okay. So here's the-"

"Aren't you going to tell me your name first?"

She clenched her teeth. It always irritated her when she was interrupted. "Alex. Now-"

"My name's Mike."

Her fists clenched. "Alright Mike. This is where you'll be sitting for now, until you get an instrument and can start playing. D'you know what instrument you want to play?" He nodded. "Alto Sax."

"Okay. Once you get your instrument you'll sit with the rest of the Saxophones. Over there." Alex said, as she pointed towards the woodwind section. He gave her a thumbs up, and ran his hands through his brown hair.

"Anyways, if you have any extra or late homework, then you-"

"I still find it weird that Saxophones are woodwinds." He interrupted again. She closed her eyes, and dug her nails into her palm. Then she opened her eyes and saw the amusement in his green eyes. "If you have stray homework, then you can do it at this table, if were focusing only on one section, like the percussion.

"And one last thing. Don't forget these rules.

"1) Never forget your instrument. If not it will be put in Jail, and you won't play. You'll also get a zero for the day.

"2) NO EATING! Maybe you can chew gum, but not chips. If you're caught, detention awaits.

"3) If you want to perform, you need to pass off. Which is when you play the concert music in front of the teacher so he can put your section in chair order.

"Yeah that's basically it. So since this is 2nd period, do you have any homework?"

Mike nodded slowly. "Hop to it then!" Alex said, snapping. He raised his brow, rolled his eyes and sat down, amused. Alex made a face behind his back, and marched back to her trombone.

"He's kinda cute. You guys suit each other." Christi said. Alex glared. "Him?! I hate him. So no."

Jess laughed. "Sure. Whatever you say Al." Alex glared again. Then Mr. Lykson clapped his hands. "All right! Take out Safari everybody!" Cue the rustling of papers. Alex felt a piercing gaze on her back. Then Christi tapped her shoulder. "Looky here," she whispered. "Apparently Mikey here is also named Loverboy. He's making goo goo eyes at you. Eugh. And apparently he also is semi-perverted."

Alex shuddered. "Gross. Now let's shut up before Mr. L starts calling us out."

20 minutes later, and no practice happened for the brass, percussion, or most of the woodwinds. Only the flutes played. "God, please let this period end!" Alex said silently. Then Vincente glared at her. "What?"

"I haven't done my English homework! I'm doing it right now! I have-"

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"-English next period." he finished. She smiled shyly, and he glared again. Then she grabbed her music, and packed up her trombone as fast as she could, so she could avoid Mike. "Hurry up!" Christi whined. Alex groaned, and walked faster. Then she fell.

"Great." She said, as her papers scattered all over the floor. Soon they were lost under a sea of trampling teenagers. Her hand cautiously reached out to grab some papers. So did another. Yet she didn't notice. Well it was hard to notice a hand in a wave of legs so...

As the crowd started to scatter, she bent down to get her papers, and accidentally head bumped into someone. "Ow."

"Sorry." a guy with green eyes an dirty blond hair said. She tilted her head, as she organized her papers, starting at him. "You look familiar... oh well." she shrugged. He just looked confused. "The name's Kai. Kai Sandburg."

Alex paled. "Kai! You mean the Kai that had a crush on Mindy Valenzuela!"

He nodded. "Yeah."