What Really Happens At Band Camp

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I hit snooze on my alarm, while I tossed over to look out the window. It was early, and it was still summer. It was 6:00 am, July 26th, and it was Westmount High’s departure day for band camp.

I somehow managed to drag my lazy butt out of bed, and slumped down the stairs. My mom was already in the kitchen making a fresh cup of coffee.

“Did you sleep well Leah?” She inquired.

“Yeah, great.” I lied.

I poured some cereal and milk and ate but didn’t taste my breakfast.

Once I was all packed and ready, we headed up to the school.

When we got there I said goodbye to my mom and went to put my stuff in the truck.

I walked into the band room and saw my squad leader Kylie standing by the rest of the bass line. It hit me hard right then, the reason why I was in such a sour mood. She’s a senior, she’s leaving next year. Nothing’s going to be the same.

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  1. Avatar Raegan Dauterive

    Sounds like it’s going to be interesting :)

  2. Avatar Coccinella

    Hey Tuesday – is this a set-up for a sequel? Your title sets up a big expectation in the reader to have “what really happens at band camp” unfold before us in all its gory/emotional/gut-wrenching/heartstopping detail. C’mon, honey, pull out all the stops – we want to read it :)

  3. Avatar Textual Phoenix

    This could be an interesting piece to follow. Hoping you sequel. :-)

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  5. Avatar TuesdayAt2Am

    thanks everyone, I plan on making this a series

  6. Avatar StayGold

    Reading on…interesting!

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