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The Chronicles Of Band Camp: Chapter Three
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 Created on 6-24-07
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At 8:30, we loaded on the bus. Percussion always sits in the very back, by all the drums and sousa's.I had brought a mousetrap. It was time to show th clarinets whos boss.
"Whats SHE doing here?"
Ahhh, Brittany,one of the clarinets.She was a blonde and she could prove it.She used to play bass in percussion, but left because 'the drums are weak, and clarinets are awesome'.
She looked down at me and I new she didnt like me. I could care less.
"A 10th grader in a SENIORS seat!" Brittany snarled.
"Shut up Brittany,and sit down!" Wade was still mad about the creek.So this was how he let out his steam,on less important people.
"Yea, if you ever talk to Tally again, so help me god, I'll leave you sleeping with the saxes!"Shays vein was popping out his neck. He was mad, and it was funny.I laughed at the thought of sleeping with the saxes.
The greatest part was that she sat down, right on the loaded mouse trap. She yelped and jumped so strongly she hit her head on the ceiling of the bus. I cant remember after that. Everything was blurry from the tears of laughter. She was embrassed. So we all laughed more eventually falling out of ur seats. She got up and peeled the trap from her butt. While pulling on it I told her not to do that. And she replied...
"I think I know waht I'm doing."
"Well, its gonna-"
RIIIPPPP!! Hah it rip a big hole in her jeans.It revealed the polka-dot pink underwear she had on. At least it wasnt a thong. And just like before...we laughed our asses off. I guess history repeats itself.
DUNNNNN DUNNN DUUUUUUNNNNN!!!! to be continued...
"Whats SHE doing here?"
Ahhh, Brittany,one of the clarinets.She was a blonde and she could prove it.She used to play bass in percussion, but left because 'the drums are weak, and clarinets are awesome'.
She looked down at me and I new she didnt like me. I could care less.
"A 10th grader in a SENIORS seat!" Brittany snarled.
"Shut up Brittany,and sit down!" Wade was still mad about the creek.So this was how he let out his steam,on less important people.
"Yea, if you ever talk to Tally again, so help me god, I'll leave you sleeping with the saxes!"Shays vein was popping out his neck. He was mad, and it was funny.I laughed at the thought of sleeping with the saxes.
The greatest part was that she sat down, right on the loaded mouse trap. She yelped and jumped so strongly she hit her head on the ceiling of the bus. I cant remember after that. Everything was blurry from the tears of laughter. She was embrassed. So we all laughed more eventually falling out of ur seats. She got up and peeled the trap from her butt. While pulling on it I told her not to do that. And she replied...
"I think I know waht I'm doing."
"Well, its gonna-"
RIIIPPPP!! Hah it rip a big hole in her jeans.It revealed the polka-dot pink underwear she had on. At least it wasnt a thong. And just like before...we laughed our asses off. I guess history repeats itself.
DUNNNNN DUNNN DUUUUUUNNNNN!!!! to be continued...
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LOLOL so fun. so fun. im crying here. lol awesome story!! |
