Blame The heart

Mrs. Thompson

Gabrielle's POV~
We just landed in New York. We have to meet up with some colleges, and professors, play for the students, then go to London. "Babe, can you carry my case for a bit?" Esperanza's phone was ringing, so i did. She mouthed a thank you, and answered. "Hello?" - "No, of course not." - "Im not lying!" - "i don't know probably end of August... Why?" - "What are you talking about?" - "Noo! I-" - "Fine. See you then. Bye" and hung up. It wasn't the time to ask her what's wrong, so i hugged her and stayed silent. "Let's forget about it." I suggested, and gave her case back. She took it and nodded.

"Okay, may i have the Woodwinds over here?" The director anounced. Esperanza stood over there, and he sectioned the rest of the band as well, in chair order. She is 1st chair Clarinet, so she was the last person in line. And im 1st chair trumpet so i'm right behind her. I saw the front of the line start to move up, meaning we were now going on stage. I heard loud claps, meaning there was a big audience. I held Esperanza's hand from behind. Squeezing it before we were both visable to the crowd.

A couple minutes later everyone was sitting in their seats. We started off with a very easy piece. Thunderbird by Rob Grice. We started playing the majestic piece. Next up was Frankenstein arranged by Robert W. smith. We took a break while the director talked to the students and asked question and what now. We played Pirates of the Caribbean (The Medallion Call + Black Pearl) By Klaus Badelt. Next was questions for us. We could sign autographs and take pictures with them as well. Even though we were a Concert Band, we were still talked about a lot.

"Gabrielle! Can i take a picture with you and Esperanza?" I smiled an nodded while she gave her friend her phone and Esperanza on one side and me on the other. "Thank you so much! Good luck on your tour. I love all of you!" "Love you to." Esperanza hugged her, and with that they left. After a couple more signatures and pictutes we were done, and headed to our hotel for the night. As always Esperanza and me share a room with Isaiah and Mary.

"Hey, wanna go get something to eat before we head to the hotel?" Isaiah suggested. "Um sure," i said looking as Esperanza with her nodding up at me. "Yeah, that'd be great!" "Perfect. Well, we'll meet up at that Japanese Resturant, ye?" Mary asked. Esperanza and I nodded, and left to our car waiting outside.

"You think we did a good job?" I asked her, since she was being quiet. "I would hope so." She smiled at me, when i took her hand in one and drove with the other. "You okay?" "Yea, why wouldn't i be?" "No, i was just asking." I smiled at her, and i knew she was telling a lie, but im not going to ask about it right now. "Uhh.. My mom wants us to go in 8 weeks." "Is she okay?" "I don't know she didn't want to answer my question." "Ohh.. Well, forget about all of it right now okay? She's okay. Just have fun on the tour." She nodded, and kissed my cheek and got out of the car.

"Did you get the call?" Isaiah asked us. And Esperanza look confused and so was I. "We got a Superior rating!" Mary was excited. "Ohh! That's amazing!" We went inside and ate, later we went to the hotel, and watching some TV, and fell asleep at 2 in the morning.
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Esperanza's POV~
It was 10am, Gabrielle and Isaiah were still sleeping so Mary and I went shopping. We ended up getting Ice cream though. "Mary?! Esperanaza?!??" We heard a voice call us. We look at each other and it was our 9th grade Band Director. God, how we hate her! "Mrs. Thompson!" We squealed fakely. "Ohh, how great yall are here! What's new?!" "Well, we're here with the Band on tour." Mary answered her with a bit of sass.

**Flashback**
"YOU WILL NOT GET ANYWHERE PLAYING LIKE THIS!" "PLAY D AS IN DUMBASS!" "IM DONE! I QUIT!" She stormed out the room, and left us in plain shock..
**Flasback Over**

"Wow, yall got that good?"
"Yeah... See what happened was, you left and we had a replacement director, and he was WAY better than what you ever taught us, soo, we got better. He gave us more opportunities, and stuff like that... Obviously we wouldn't have this talk, because if it wasn't because you quit, and we had that specific director, we might be on the streets, and not in an amazing band, like the one we are in today. So thank you for your time and you can go f-" I couldn't finish my little rant to her, because Mary held my hand, and said a goodbye to that brat, and speedwalked to the nearest store. "Are you crazy? If she knew or finds out who our director is, she is going to snitch on you! What if someone else heard you? That's a bad reputation for you!" She whispered-yelled at me. She was partly right. "Im sorry, but...just forget it, lets go take some lunch back to the hotel its about lunch time." I nodded in agreement.