High School Band Short Story

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I slumped my backpack onto my shoulders and walked outside to the sticky, humid weather. I nervously smoothed back my light blonde hair. I hate school. My mother practically had to drag me out of bed this morning. But, I had to go to school. Especially today. It was my first day of band camp. My first day in high school. "Bye, love you mum." I called as I walked out of the door. "Be safe Michael." She replied, waving. I walked to school every morning. Sometimes, instead of going to school, I would roam around. I didn't quite understand the importance of school until later. I carried my 5 pound trombone to school. I auctioned for high school marching band in May and I made Symphonic Band(the second highest out of four bands). Reality …show more content…

"Welcome to Broxton High School Band!" Someone yelled from behind me. I kept walking until I found the band hall. People were sitting together and the band directors were walking in and out of their offices. I felt out of place and lonely. I had no friends, only the faces that walked past me in junior high. "Hi. What's your name?" An unfamiliar voice asked. "Me? Um, my name is Michael. What's yours?" I answered, hopeful that I would soon be able to call someone my friend. "I'm Calum. It's nice to meet you." Calum introduced. Calum was the same height as me and had short, dark brown hair. "I see you play the trombone. I'm a trumpeter." Calum said, smiling. "So, are you a freshman?" I inquired. "Yeah. You should probably take that jacket off though." Calum answered. "Why? I always wear my leather jacket." I said. "You are going to be so hot outside." Calum replied. I did as I was told and removed my black leather jacket, revealing a Nirvana t-shirt. "Do you have any brothers or sisters in band?" I asked, setting Croc, my trombone, down on the gray carpet. "No, but I have a friend who's a junior. His name is Ashton, he's a percussionist." Calum

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