Band is....

Chapter 2

(Brian)

Hey! I'm back! Today is great! This is the day of our first football game of the season! Which means a big pep rally! It's great! Most of the time, I hung out with John. He's been my best friend since I was born. We joined band to hang out even more. Also for our love of music. Anyways, at the game, John and I talked about all of the cute band chicks that were floating around. We laughed and joked. The halftime show tired me out but it was worth it. I had plenty of fun with my friends and I made some good memories. Band make my life great.

(Brittany)

Oh my goodness we had a pep rally today. There so loud and the band is all out of order. Why is football celebrated so much? Every pep rally I just sit with my section and play when I have to. I just day dream about my favorite band or my dog most of the time. Rachel doesn't play the flute, so I can't hang out with her much, but she's happy and
that's good. At the foot ball game later that night I set in the stands and played on my phone most the time. I just want to go home so I can curl up in bed and suffer like I always do. I don't think I can take another game. I'm so lonely. The only thing I enjoy about the game is watching the other band march on the field. It's very neat to watch. I would tell you about the band bus, but know one wants to here about me crying after a trumpet player behind me called me a slut for wearing a shirt that showed a normal amount of cleavage to me. I guess a new scar will be added to the collection. Band has caused me pain.