This is set during concert season (btw band is a sport)
Band Director: Bla bla bla solo and ensamble. Bla bla bla All state. Bla bla bla Una honor band. Get up The Hunger Games, Aladdin, and Eye of the Tiger.
Thomas:*gasps*
Newt and Minho:*sighs*
Minho: Oh no anything but that
Band Director: We need to work on Aladdin. Sight read Hunger Games. And and go through Eye of the Tiger once or twice.
Band:*works on Aladdin*
Trio:*fakes it*
Band:*sight reads The Hunger Games*
Trio:*fakes it*
Band:*plays The Eye of the Tiger*
Thomas: DUN. DUN DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUUUUUN.
Band Director:*sighs* Thomas be quite and play.
Thomas: How can I be quite and make noise at the same time.
Band Director: Just play your trumpet
Minho:*throws drum stick at Thomas*
Band Director: Minho. Don't throw sticks.
Newt:*sighs*
Minho:*stabs Newt with drum stick*
Newt:*sighs* *stabs Minho with mallot*
Band Director: Stop that. Those cost $20 a set.
~After school~
Clarinets:*surrounds Thomas* *glares at him*
Thomas:*gulps* H-Hello l-ladies
Third Chair Clarinet: Do you still have nightmares about us.
Thomas: W-well um I uh c-can't sleep wi-with out ho-hopeing you won'tsneakinmywindow
Third Chair Clarinet: Good. Because you still owe me a reed. And that is a heavy debt to owe.
Thomas:*stamers* I-I did-didn't know I owed y-you a read. What do I do. Read to you.
Clarinets:*laughs*
Section Leader: No silly. You go to Alabama Music and buy- what size do you use
Third Chair: 3
Section Leader: a size 3 clarinet reed. R. E. E. D. Reed. And you better not come back here without it. Or with a sax reed.
Minho: Dude you just got told by clarinets.
Thomas: They're feirce.
Newt: They're girls
(C what i did there comment if u do)
Thomas: Well. What the heck is a reed.
Newt: Don't change the bloody subject.
~The next day after band~
Thomas: Oh klunk. I forgot whatever a reed it.
Clarinets:*walk up*
Third Chair:*holds out hand* Where is my reed.
Thomas:*stamers* Well ya see. I wasn't able to get it. I don't even know what a reed is.
Clarinets:*drag Thomas to sectionals spot*
Section Leader: Now no one can hear you scream
Newt: Should we help the bloody shank.
Minho: They're just girls. Plus they play the clarinet.
Thomas:*screams* MINHO. NEWT. HELP ME. THEY ARE SURPRISINGLY STRONG.
Newt: We should help him.
Minho: Well maybe. But they're just girls.
Thomas:*yelling* MINHO. NEWT. HELP ME
Newt: I'm gonna go help him
Minho: I'll wait here
Newt:*walks to clarinet sectionals spot*
Thomas:*yelling* NEWT HELP ME
Newt:*runs back to Minho*
Thomas:NO. DON'T LEAVE
Newt:*to Minho* you better get over there.
Minho: Why
Newt: You should just get bloody over there
Minho: Fine
Minho and Newt:*runs to help Thomas*
Clatinets:*playing whistle-tones (highest notes on clarinet) in Thomas's ears*
Thomas:*yelling over clarinets* FINALLY. NOW HELP ME.
Newt:*yelling over clarinets* WHAT.
Minho:*yelling over clarinets* I THINK HE SAID HELP.
Thomas:*yelling over clarinets* YES. I SAID HELP.
Newt:*taps Section Leader on sholder*
Section Leader:*stops playing turns around* What.
Newt: Can you please stop bloody playing in this bloody shank's ear.
Section Leader:*stares at Newt* Why.
Minho: Cause if you don't I'm- *interrupted by Newt*
Newt: We need to get rid of a bloody horse he hid in the bloody neighbor's yard
Section Leader:*glares at Newt*
Newt:*sighs* Fine. What do you want we can probably get it for you.
Section Leader:*scoffs* a size 3 clarinet reed
Newt: Anything besides that
Section Leader: Well. Huddle up
Clarinets:*huddles up* *wispers for a long time*
Section Leader:*points at Newt* say 'please tommy please'. *points to Minho* say 'your the shuckest shuck faced shuck their ever was' *points to Thomas* get out of here and never come back
Newt:*sighs* Please Tommy, Please
Minho:*glares* Your the shuckest shuck faced shuck their ever was
Thomas: Deal *runs to car*
Clarinets:*look satisfied*
Section Leader: We still want that reed
Newt: Um we don't know what those are
Section Leader:*undoes ligature (thing that holds the reed on)* *carefully removes reed* *holds it up for Minho and Newt to see* This is a reed
Newt: Where can we get it.
Section Leader: Alabama Music
Minho: Where is that
Section Leader: Across from the Mall
Newt: Um we have a restraining order saying we can't be in a bloody Mile of the bloody Mall
Section Leader: Why
Newt: It's a long bloody story
~Alabama Music~
Newt: Can you please hurry.
Worker: Sure. What do you need.
Newt: A size 3 clarinet reed
Worker: It's so nice to see a guy playing the clarinet.
Newt: We don't play the clarinet. We owe a clarinet player a reed.
Worker: Oh. Well. What size did you say.
Minho: Hurry the shuck up
Newt: 3
Worker:*gets reed*
~The next day in the band room~
Newt:*hands Section Leader reed*
Section Leader:*takes reed* *hands it to Third Chair* Thank you. Please don't return.
