The Wasp Chronicles #1: Into the Hornet's Nest

Getting Ready for The Cruise

Today, Mr. G. is announcing that our band is planning on a beautiful cruise in the Caribbean. Everyone was excited about the trip until Mr. G. told us that each band member needs to pay three hundred dollars in order to travel. All of the band members, including freshmen and sophomores, were upset. Over the next four weeks, almost everyone had their money turned in for the trip. Even though my mother was upset about the trip being in the Caribbean, she reluctantly allowed me to go as long as I behaved. So I promised to and she gave me the money that I turned in to Mr. G.

The following week, everyone was packed and ready to go. I packed important supplies, including tools for survival in case of an emergency such as bug spray for the annoying insects like wasps and flies, bug repellant for mosquito, and other necessities. I also brought my topnotch trombone with me since we were playing on the lovely cruise. But, we really needed a vacation especially since we lost our last football game for the championship against Cockroach County. 

    Their supercilious band mocked us and made some of us so infuriated that we were ready to severely annihilate those buffoons, those pestering simpletons, those annoying blockheads, those insensitive nincompoops. I still remember the gluttonous looks on their faces as they bragged all night long. The only good part about that night was me successfully pulling off my solo and the band performing the whole halftime show. Luckily, we left that place or else it would have been a massive war. But that's all behind us now.

As soon as everyone was packed and ready to go, we all got on the luxurious charter buses (very expensive) and headed off. On our way to Florida, we stopped by this exquisite, not to mention elegant, French restaurant called Le Bon Voyage. I figured out why it was called Le Bon Voyage because once we ate our meals, they escorted us out right away and shouted, 'Bon Voyage'. We got back on the charter buses and a series of events happened. Clément played the Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks® on his pristine mint condition Nintendo DSI while Jared Coldfish was listening to his IPod and dancing to the music as if he were Hannah Montana. Stella, who smiles a lot and has a laugh so funny that even a television set would laugh, was reading Dante's The Inferno.

The band has every type of social group that you would find in a typical high school environment including poor, rich, rappers, rockers, Goths, Emos, jocks, cheerleaders, actors/actresses, artists, nerds, geeks, etc. Some band members, like Stella and my pal, Clément, take Honors and AP (Advanced Placement) Courses. Of course, there are the color guards, the girls that spin those dangerous but colorful weapons they call flags. They are basically the cheerleaders of the band (although they don't like being compared to them and hate being called that). Back in 9th grade, this one guy forgot to continue marching and then he finally moved, but it was too late to move through the color guards because they continued to spin their flags and I almost got hit by one of them. Hopefully, that incident never ever happens again once we perform in the Caribbean. On the road, we stopped in Miami when one of our charter buses had a flat tire. So, we decided to go to Miami Beach to relax while the bus got its tire replaced.

    The beach was huge and a lot of the upperclassmen wanted to 'hang ten', which is really surfing massive waves of salt water. Of course, Jared was being attacked by ten crabs, which I found amusing. Jacques and Sophie were kissing like those couples in romantic movies and soap operas. Well, they have been dating ever since marching band festival. Of course, they kiss after school and during practice, so it's not a big deal.

Of course I'm quite sure Clément has his side of the story to tell.