At first she didn't trust him nor like him. He was just 22 years old, barely a college graduate. The year progressed, at first slowly, each day of hot sweaty band camp feeling like a year. Yes he had changed traditions, made the group do breathing exercises, but something was happening to the Delaware Hayes Grand Pacer Marching band. Something that hadn't happened in a long time. They where becoming good. Really good. The year continued, and the girl had always tried to have excellent marching, which she mostly did, but had some issues, but had never liked music, memorizing and playing that is. Something shifted in her as well, she wanted to learn the music, be a part of all of the band, and she did, she memorized the music a feat she didn't know was possible. Three football games came and went, the third song was learned late in the season, yes the band was better now. They clearly sounded better, they where doing marching techniques they didn't know they could do, but they did them without question, and few complaints and things came together. Then the first contest came along. The girl personally thought it was way to soon. Scheduled in only the second week of competition, September 15, 2012. As the weeks went by leading up to it things came together, almost magically, it just ... happened. But it wasn't magic, it wasn't luck. Something had shifted, old Hayes could do this, they could go to a contest early in the season. No problem. Some where still doubtful, but on the given date they went. They went after the most relaxed pre-contest rehearsal in the world, plus a nap. After a two hour bus ride the band arrived in Cambridge Ohio, they got off the buses, and got ready slowly getting serious and into the mood. Pulling on a taping gloves, velcro-ing gauntlets, taking deep breaths. They practiced and warmed up, then followed the helpers on a long walk to the stadium. The girl spent the walk collecting her thoughts, she slowly breathed and enjoyed the scenery as the band crossed a wooden covered bride, and marched along a beautiful pond. She could do this contest and well if she wanted to, and she did. Things where different at this contest then they had ever been. As the band stood on the sidelines there wasn't any nervous excitement, maybe a little, but the overall theme was one of calm assurances.
"be undeniable" Their director had said earlier, and they decided to be just that. They walked onto the field and did the show, on the part of the girl it was her best ever. On the part of the band they two had their best ever, because on September 15, 2012, the Delaware Hayes Grand Pacer Marching band received a Superior rating or a one, at their very first contest leading them on to the state finals. Although told to contain their personal feeling the band could barely do it they where shaking with joy and shock squeezing each others hands and grinning the biggest smiles a teenager could have. That is the end of my story. Obviously the girl is me. Thanks for reading! Check back in soon, there might be more.
"be undeniable" Their director had said earlier, and they decided to be just that. They walked onto the field and did the show, on the part of the girl it was her best ever. On the part of the band they two had their best ever, because on September 15, 2012, the Delaware Hayes Grand Pacer Marching band received a Superior rating or a one, at their very first contest leading them on to the state finals. Although told to contain their personal feeling the band could barely do it they where shaking with joy and shock squeezing each others hands and grinning the biggest smiles a teenager could have. That is the end of my story. Obviously the girl is me. Thanks for reading! Check back in soon, there might be more.
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