Drumline Battle of the Field

9-the performance

With 8 minutes left on the clock, the frontline gathered in a circle. Each person had an arm around their neighbors and they swayed.

"Who has a joke?" Ryan asked, his eyes glancing over them. Ryan was human, and was ignorant to their werewolf-ism.

"I have one," Emily smiled. "Okay so what kind of instrument does a skeleton play?" There was a period of silence for about five seconds while everyone waited for an answer. "A trom-BONE" Everyone gave an unsure smile while Sarah and Amherst gave a sarcastic laugh in response.

After about two more corny Halloween jokes and an awkward silence, Ally spoke.
"Ok guys play clean. Remember the new visual-lean on 3 in movement one." She said; everyone agreed to watch in at appropriate times.

"Fresh breath fresh beats." Ryan said, and then sprayed everyone's mouths with listerine peppermint breath spray. Their faces and noses were very sensitive now so the spray was overwhelmingly distracting for about two minutes.

After the dance team was all done performing, the pit began their organized scurry onto the field and began their set up.

The drum majors gave their salutes. Ally glanced to the synth players who winked at each other directly before they started.

The band went through all four movements of their show, including specialties from 3 soloists and a percussion feature. It was cleaner than Mitt Romney's toilet.

After the performance the pit put their equipment aside on the track and stayed for the rest of the game. Lilyville won, all 50 boys had put together their strength to defeat Southview by 14 points. Now came the fun part.

"Alright guys so after the game the full moon will be out so that means Lillyville is going shift. It is then our jobs to protect the field." Ally told them with a hushed voice. They all had to use their wolf senses to hear through all of the crowds noise.

"So where gonna fight them on the field?" Emma asked, hazel eyes looking back at Ally.

"They're going to shift in about a mile radius we don't know where. But the Batterie is taking the east side of the stadium and we'll be on the west. You will all split into groups of about two, seniors with freshmen and juniors with sophomores." Ally told them.

Jenna bud in with a grumble. "I still don't think you should be fighting."

"Yeah Jenna's got a point." Marcy agreed.

"how about we put you at the source?" Sarah asked.

"Wait what's the source?" Tova asked, and a few of the others had given confused faces.

"It's basically where we get our magic. It's the only thing that band directors sane. It's under the stadium and it only works every full moon." Ally explained.

"We can't just have you down there by yourself." Jenna added. "We should put you with a junior."

Ally knew what Jenna wanted. She fought the urge to agree with her. "No. We'd be better off with them never getting to the source if we had all the upperclassmen in battle. I can take a freshmen with me."

The freshmen felt a tad bit uncomfortable. They already knew they were at the bottom of the chain but this made it obvious. Being responsible for the well being of the Alpha made them feel pressured. There were 5 freshmen in the pit and 3 seniors. 2 juniors and 5 sophomores.

"Whatever you do—freshmen—don't whimper. Don't put your ears back and don't you dare put your tail between your legs. That just means that you're weak." Emily told them, and a vast majority of them either swallowed or blushed.