Fight Of The Bumblebee

Author: Clare

A/N: I am a trumpet player in my band so I had a lot of fun writing this. I apologize in advance if you don't understand parts of it. And no the title isn't a typo.

Dan walked into band class and sat at his piano bench when he walked in. The violinist that thought he was better than the rest of the band when clearly Dan was the better musician.

"Howell."

"Lester."

Phil takes his seat and then the director starts talking.

"I'm going to try something new this year. I'm going to pair you guys up in small groups of two to three. You guys will have full power over what piece you will play. You will perform it in front of the class in one month."

Dan shoots a look at his crush. The really nice and insanely hot tuba player. He prayed that they would be paired up together even though it'd be hard to find music on just those two instruments. He was still looking at him when the teacher called his name.

"Dan!"

"Huh?"

The class starts laughing and the director rolls his eyes.

"You're going to be working with Phil."

"Phil? Like the violinist Phil?"

"No you're going to be working with the mechanic Phil. Of course you're going to be working with me."

"At least the mechanic would be able to tell a flat from a sharp."

"At least my instrument can be played with pure intonation."

Anyway moving on..."

The director continues calling out names and Dan starts grumbling to himself.

'He's trying to fail me. Of all the violinists he puts me with Phil. Why Phil?'

Class ends and Phil walks up to Dan who's putting his music back in his folder.

"Whose house are we going to meet at?"

"Well I doubt you have a piano at your house so I guess you can come over to mine."

"What time?"

"Whenever I guess."

"Look Dan, I too am not happy about being paired with you but might as well get this over with. Get over yourself and help me so I won't get as bad a grade as I think I will being paired with someone like you."

"What someone who's actually capable of playing their instrument."

"Please, piano doesn't take any skill to play. Ever heard a bad piano sound? No? Because anyone can play it. Ever heard a bad violin sound? Yeah? Because it's hard to play."

"Whatever. Come over around six. If you don't show up within 5 minutes I'm calling the rehearsal off."

"Yes, sir." Phil said giving a mock salute.

They go their separate ways and eventually schools over. Dan heads home and his mum is in the kitchen making him supper.

"How was school?"

"The director paired us up in groups for a project and I'm stuck with Phil."

"Oh honey I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's like the director is trying to fail me."

"Or he thinks you two are going to be a good match for one another and will make good music."