Marching Band: The Journey [EDITING]

15 - Pre-Winter Break

Before break starts, we have two full days and then a half-day. I planned on skipping the whole week altogether, but I had an important quiz in Psychology that I couldn't miss on Monday. When Em and I got to class, he was having technical difficulties so it was a mini study hall. So much for trying to be a good student.

Em and I ditched Tuesday though. Phillip texted me during school to say we had a test in Calculus that we would have to make up. Oh well. We got donuts and made bacon. While we ate, we gossiped about whoever. It wasn't unusual, but most of it was trash-talking.

"I-I still c-can't stop th-thinking about w-what happened l-last year." Em got out in between laughter. We were barely breathing just thinking about it.

"Me e-either. You sh-should have seen J-Jordan's face. It was pr-priceless!" I tell her, rethinking the whole accident.

Last year, our Junior year, a girl named Veronica shit herself on the bus home from the Southeast Community Day Parade. She would always smell like trash or fish, even if we weren't doing anything. The whole band was happy to see her go. That day, she didn't eat anything, even though Austin told us to. So during all of the heat and marching, she had to use the bathroom. In the middle of the parade. At the end, she was told by the Band Moms to use a port-a-potty, but she didn't. On the way home in the bus, she just shat herself. What made it better was Jordan, the annoying flute who was a year above us, was right behind her. The shit fell down in between the seat, down the back of the chair and onto Jordan's shoes. Her reaction was priceless. She started cursing and yelling at Veronica. The best part about all of this was Austin was on the bus and almost had to expel Jordan. All she got was a weeks suspension, but Veronica didn't show up for the whole week out of embarrassment.

"As much as I would have loved to see all that, I'm glad I didn't have to smell it." Em commented as we both sobered up.

 "I'm glad Ophelia recorded it. It shall forever be documented in band history." I say, holding my beer bottle up as if in salute. As Em started on her Chick-fil-A sandwich, my phone pinged with a message.

T65: Everyone's coming over after school. Including Rielle, Hezi, Angelica, and Elijah.

AngSax: K. Text me when you guys are close

T65: We might stop and get pizza or something. Want anything?

AngSax: Em and I got Chick-fil-A for lunch, but I'll ask if she wants anything.

"Em, do you want anything after school? Tony and everyone are coming over and are picking stuff up." I ask her, looking up. She freezes halfway through chewing.

Em quickly finished chewing and swallowed her bite before answering. "Ice cream. Oh, and fiesta potatoes from Taco Bell. Carson knows what kind of ice cream."

"Yeah, so do I." I inform her, turning back to my phone to reply.

AngSax: Two fiesta potatoes from Taco Bell, a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper, and ice cream. You know what I like and Carson knows what Em wants.

T65: 2 fiesta potatoes, 2 2 liters of Dr. Pepper, chocolate brownie chunk and pistachio. Got it. See ya later, babe.

AngSax: Adios!

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Thirty minutes after school let out, everyone showed up. They all made themselves comfortable, bringing along their food. I put one bottle of the soda away in the fridge and got cups out for the other in case people wanted some. After putting them on the bar, I put my ice cream away as Em took her's to eat and I took out my cookies and cream milkshake from Chick-fil-A out. Tony took it and ate the cherry. I put the fiesta potatoes in the microwave to heat up later while the five pizza boxes were put on the coffee table.