I hadn’t talked to Karly in about half a year. We used to be super close, but that’s what happens when a girl lands in a relationship with one of the most handsome and mysterious seniors in the school; she drifts away from her loser-y friends. Before Travis got a hold of her, Karly was a normal girl, if a bit quiet. Frankly, it was crazy it took her that long to get a steady boyfriend. She wasn’t exactly in the popular ci...

It came for me in the night again, during the theta states; those moments I'm neither asleep nor lucid. That alone begged all manner of questions; primarily that it couldn't be a dream. Dreaming only occurs in much later sleep stages, during the REM cycle. Every medical journal agreed. Yet this was the third such experience in as many weeks, each more thrilling and unsettling than the last. So either the medical world was...

The thing about being in a band is that you get a lot of attention. When I say that you get a lot of attention, I do mean A LOT. Cliff, the lead singer was the best mate a guy, like me, could have. I was hopelessly clumsy. Though he'd be harsh about me not knowing my left foot from my right, he was not a bad guy. Our bassist, Kyle was intimidated by Cliff and so were guys from other bands that we've came across. Cliff and...

Who are you?We were on the bus on the way back from the first away game when someone finally said it. It had been hanging in the tension filled air that completely bewildered the new members of the band. "So who wants to play 'Who are you?'" called an anonymous voice in the crowd and everyone sophomore year and up looked around with eager looks on their faces, me included. We were under the cover of darkness, so the camer...

This story is part of a series. Although it could be read as a stand alone, I highley recommend that all previous parts be read first.*TAT* *TAT* *DIDDLE-TAT* The snare beats as I lead the band out of the stadium to our buses. The mood is tense and everyone can tell I am not pleased. Our football team was crushed by their opponents and the other band played circles around us. As we reach our convoy of buses and a trailer,...

I climb to the top of the podium, lean against the bars and gaze over the freshly painted lines on the field. I take a deep breath and prepare to address the crowd of almost one hundred band kids. Producing four crisp claps, I command them from the podium. "BAND, TEN-HUT!" I pronounce loud and stern. Many of the returning members snap into attention, while all of the new freshmen look around confused. I smile comes across...

Let me first clarify that neither me or Zach are  gay or even bisexual, we were just a bit curious. Second, we aren't "band nerds" either, we just joined it mainly for the big field trip at the end of the year to six flags astro world. Okay, so me and zach are practically twins. We are six days apart, same hair color, very similar height, similar interests. The only thing that was different was that I was the smarter on a...

"One time, at band camp…”Repeated to me for most of my high school and college years, these words from American Pie rang in my ears. Little did I know how true this one phrase would prove to be in my junior year of college at band camp.There was an urban legend about “encounters” between the senior members of the drumline and the senior members of the colorguard.Despite my spiked hair and faded concert T-shirts, I was sti...