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Today is the day. Michael has been waiting for this day since last year, his band director told them they would all get a chance to sign up for marching band after they visit the high school and meet all the people in band currently. They all got to hear stories from the high schoolers and there wasn’t a single eye that didn’t just light up and devour everything anyone said, the most common phrase said that night was indeed “This one time at band camp.” In fact that phrase was thrown around to cause laughter someone would yell it and everyone would look to them expecting a story to just be met with empty silence soon filled with laughter. Michael knew he’d join marching band and was eagerly awaiting it, but now he’s lying in bed at 5:00 in the morning because he’s afraid that he’ll make an ass of himself and be mocked for four years.
Michael’s also afraid because he hasn’t played an instrument for more than a solid year. He skipped out on band thinking it was stupid his 6th grade year, joined 7th grade as a pretty decent flute player, but got moved to clarinet and hated it so he switched to trumpet where he was really good, but it was too small so this year he’s supposed to play saxophone for the first time ever. He was trying to think of the fingerings for their first song that he got over the summer when he was distracted by his alarm signaling he’d been mentally freaking out for over 2 hours.
“Ugh.” He grunted as he got out of bed, his back feeling as stiff as a board, “Mom?” He called out to the house listening to see if anyone was awake. He heard a gentle pitter patter of feet and gently cursed out a “fuck” under his breath as he realized his younger sister was awake.
“MIKEY!” He heard his sister Annabelle cry out as she burst into his room.
He sighs and tries to put on a smile for his sister. “Yes Anna?” He says with a clearly faked grin plastered to his face.
“Mommey said to make sure you get your” she leans in and looks around “ass ready and not be late.” Then she straightens up and runs off to probably go tell their mother she did what she asked her too.
“Of course.” He sighs out. Finally getting out of bed, Michael goes to the bathroom to get in the shower when he hears a knock on the door as soon as he locks it.
“Mikey! I need to use the bathroom.” Annabelle cries out behind the door.
“Tough titties I need to shower so I’m not late.” Michael replies laughing as he takes an extra long shower to torment his sister. Michael gets out of the shower and rubs his towel against his curly head as he tries to get all the remaining moisture out of his hair and ears when he notices the clock says 7:25.
“Shit.” Michael runs to his bed room and quickly throws on some summer clothes and some socks as he runs down the stairs to get ready and run to the school. He had exactly 35 before he’d be late, but luckily for him the school was only about a 20 minute jog from his house.
“Bye Mom, Bye Annabelle. Love you guys.” He called out to the house as he threw the door closed behind him and decided to head out into the heat. “This is gonna be a loooonnnngggg day.” He said to no one in particular.
The Ramsey house was a little more organized, but still chaotic. Geoff and his family adopted Gavin about 2 years ago and after Geoff told Gavin stories about band and how awesome it was Gavin begged to be a part of it. It was Geoff’s senior year so he was going on his 4th year of doing all this.
“Gavy wavey wakey wakey.” Geoff cooed in Gavin’s face at 6:00 in the morning.
“Geoff what is your bloody problem? It’s 6 in the freaking morning.” Gavin gurgled out with sleep still in his eyes.
“I know. You can’t be late for your first day of band camp can you?” At the mention of what today was Gavin sprung up in bed already eager to be at the school.
“I forgot!” He shouts as he runs to the bathroom to shower and get ready.
Geoff just starts laughing as Gavin runs off the bed and nearly falls, tripping over his own feet.
At that moment Geoff gets a text from his girlfriend Griffon.
Hey babe is little gavey wavey awake yet?
Of course. I gave him the warm welcoming of my morning breath.
Gross x( that could kill a bear you know? xP
Well if that’s how you feel maybe I just won’t kiss you today hmmm?
Geoff was prepared to get into a full teasing argument with Griffon, but Gavin walked in and basically threw off his towel the second he entered the room.
“Whoa there tiger! I don’t wanna see all of that.” Geoff said pretending to throw up and gag as he left the room laughing at Gavin’s embarrassment.
It was about 7:00 after Gavin finished getting dressed insisting he had to have the perfect outfit to learn how to march in. Geoff just sighed when he came down complaining about how he needed more sleep and how he wasn’t going to be able to pay attention today.
“Hey. Shut up you’ll be fine. I mean it’s me and Grif teaching you guys.”
“Just you and Griffon!?” Gavin’s eyes went wide as he thought the two would teach all thirty people how to march.
“No you dumb knob. Me, Grif, Joel, Mr.Burns, and any other senior who he thinks has their head screwed on right.” Geoff explained as he was relieved that Gavin’s eyes weren’t going to pop out of his head. “Look you little prick we gotta go if we’re gonna pick up Grif and still get there in time to stretch.” Geoff said already grabbing his water bottle and car keys.