I stood on the thirty-five, four steps from the hash, my feet apart and my flute resting across my fingers. it was cold and I had to pee but I knew this would be over with in eight minutes top.
I stood in parade rest and waited.
"Detail Aten-Hut" shouted the drum major.
I snapped my feet together and held my flute vertically from the ground. it's almost ready to perform. I took a deep breath and stared at the back of the stadium at the apposing team.
"Dut Dut Dut Dut" 1...2...3...4, I stood I marched backward to my first spot and the show went on. backwards, forwards, slowly ,large steps ,pleai, lean, fall, wiggle. it was almost done we just finished our running man meets fight club sequence and the crowd was going nuts.
seconds later we were all standing in rows are feet spread and our horns pointing to the sky then snap it was done.
my friend marlie came up to me. she was red and exasted. " hey great job out there calypso..." she looked at me and noticed that I was jumping up and down like a lunatic. " you didn't use the bathroom before we went on now did you."
I shook my head in shame. \
once we got back to our kennals I sprinted to the bathroom not careing how stupid I looked.
when I got back to the kennals marlie was still laughing and her boyfriend blake another flute player. was looking at me and chuckleing a bit.
I guess I did look a bit weird.
