Beyond Music and Notes

PART 1: THE JOURNEY TO STATE

CH2

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Whenever I said my old schools' name it feels like I have been home. But that was a while ago. It also seems that people can go to the extreme when they see their favorite YouTuber or a singer but right now I'm standing in front of an obsessed band person. I didn't even know that was a thing. 

    "O MY GOD! You're the Megan I read so much as in the information the articles gave me. Your 15 years old your favorite hobby is reading and you love to write books seems that you are still writing one right now." I have my personal information online can I sue them for that?

    "That me the girl that loves books," I'm going to kill that person that put my information online.

    "So are you going to join..."  She trailed off.

    "Join?"

    "Well, band of course we need a well-experienced person,"  A well-experienced person.? I'm not even a good player and she thinks I'm a "'well-experienced person.'" 

    "I can't."

    "Why!"

    "Because..." It still seems that I need to see this through.

    "Because I'm just a student who doesn't care for being in band and for all I care you all can ask for professional help."  I didn't mean the words come out of my mouth.

Me hating band unbelievable. I walked away before I said something that I would regret later. How I pray that I won't be in something with that band. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

     Meat the bumblebees is an Intro of the football boys as well as the band members. And as usual, they would run through the inflatable tunnel. I looked around the stadium that is well built. The terf is of course well intact to the fake grass. I hope I won't be waiting here for a while. Being here is just torturing when my mom told me when I had this event I said that it would be in a few days. Since she works most days hopefully she isn't here.

    "Hey aren't you the new student?" I turn around looking at a tall teen about my age. He had dark curly hair that almost made me reach out to touch it and hassle eyes. He was wearing jeans with a leather jacket.

    "Yeah," I finally answered how does news spread so fast? When I turn to ask him that a speaker was talking over my words.

    "GET READY TO MEAT OUR BEST FOOTBALL BOYS! AND OUR BAND STUDENTS!" Here we go the most boring part useless your participating.

    "What drag you out on this glorious day?" The stranger asks when most people stop cheering.

    "Well like you said its a glorious day and that I just couldn't pass up to see what kind of school this is."

    "I know why your here," wow just wow. I had a band geek now this. 

    "Are you a stalker? Because if you are then I know I can defend myself self my mom taught me self combat and I can tell you I can make you want to beg for mercy." Just joking. Well mostly. well, at least he's poring out laughter.

    "No, I'm not a stalker-"

    "Then who the hell are you?"

    "I'm just a in and out-band student." What is up with me finding band students. It's an accident waiting to happen.

    "An in and out-band student?" Never heard of that one before.

    "Yeah, I work printing papers for them."

    "Ok, so when did you hear about me?" 

    "Oh, I heard a girl Destiny is that her name? It doesn't matter I heard her yell out loud that we had a new student and she was a student that played in band."

    "What a big giveaway," I mumbled.

    "NOW FOR OUR BAND STUDENTS AND PARENTS IF YOU WANT TO SEE HAFE OF THE NEW SHOW THAT OUR  BAND STUDENTS WORK HARD ON YOU CAN STAY TILL THE END!" I didn't even know how long of a conversation I had with the stalker boy that it was time to see the band students.

    "Now its time for people to go."

    "Why?" I asked.

    "Because this at this time people will leave before they feel ashamed of this band." As if on cue people started to leave.  Others I see take out there phones as if they are ready to see something amazing.

    "It's that bad?"  I looked at him. This band can't be bad right. I haven't seen a bad band. My band director told me there never had been a bad band before. Was he lying?  I almost lost it when Stalker boy touches my hand.

    "How do I say this? Ok, I need you to do me a favor for me." I didn't know what to say so I nodded my head for him to continue.

    "I Need you to join them or let them ask you to join them they need a new better leader."  I was about to reject him but then it hit me... This band may have suffered more than I had maybe I can help them.

    "Fine, I'll think about it."  He let's go of my hand and gets up.

    "Wait, what's your name?"  He gave me a grin.

    "For now you can call me Jack."

    "For now?" What does he mean by that?

    "Well, you're going to find out more about me later its prickly the foundation to why we have a bad band in the first place I just need a person that can solve a good mystery." And with that, he left.

    "NOW FOR OUR SHOW LADIES AND GENTLEMEN LET'S HEAR IT FOR OUR ALOENIM HIGH SCHOOL BAND OUR SOUND OF THE HIVES!"  Finally, this is what I was waiting for for. If I'm going to help this band I need to know where they stand.
Alright band show me what you got.