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Band Days, Band Daze Oh! To wake up in the morning to The smell of polished brass, This is the wake up call for a musician of the Senior Band Class. We enter the band room organized, which we rehearsed, It is common knowledge that the flute players go in first. You might ask... "Isn't that extra work? Why don't you just go in instead of making it into a big deal?" And I would answer.. "It is only a big deal if you make it into one." After we set up the room we take out our books and read, Waiting, waiting for the moment that All of us are freed. The moment that we are allowed to take Our instruments out to play, This is only th

You were an average student at Hogwarts until your sixth year, when your friends Fred and George decided to try out one of their new experimental spells on you. It was supposed to make you be able to levitate, but instead you sprouted large white wings out of your back. When they had tried every reversal spell on you that was in their power, they conceded defeat and took you to Dumbledore. He said that getting rid of your new wings would most likely either seriously maim or kill you, so you decided to keep them. You soon found that having these wings meant having new abilities, like being able to fly with the speed of a Hippogriff and maneuve

                                                                              CHAPTER II "Slow down, DiNozzo." "She's alive, Boss." Gibbs flipped the switch on the elevator, stopping his ascent into the Squadroom. He had two Petty Officers who'd been shot and killed at the apartment they shared. He didn't need this right now—Tony calling him up to talk about his theories and suspicions about Ziva. Gibbs had his own, but he needed Tony to heal before bringing them up. Talking about them now could hurt Tony more, if Gibbs ended up being wrong. That certainly wasn't stopping DiNozzo from coming up with his own answers. "We've been ove

TRIGGER WARNING: #swearing (not even but oh well) #slight OOC ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Striders don't cry. They don't show weakness. But right now, you couldn't hold back your tears. You sat on the floor, leaning against the bed allowing the tears to flow down your cheeks. You have been struggling to cope with your depression as it has taken its toll on you in the past few weeks. Today was probably the worst though. You had found out that your crush, Karkat Vantas, had asked Terezi Pyrope out instead of you. Terezi, knowing you like Karkat and not really taking a fancy to you, decided to shove it in your face. On

Austria x Angel!Reader Witch Long ago, in the square of the small kingdom of XXXX, stood a young woman, trying to get her bonnet off her head. She finally succeeded, and her (h/c) hair dropped out of the confined space of the headwear. Unfortunately, a wild breeze blew by as soon as she took her bonnet off, causing it to be blown by the wind. "A-ah!" She tried to get it back, doing her best to jump with her petite body. "Excuse me." A rather large hand swiftly gripped the bonnet. The peasant girl shifted her eyes from her dirty bonnet to a very classy looking, tall, and handsome young man wearing glasses. It was the humble Prince Roderich

Project #2: NCIS – Book Cover *comes in to Kingman Lake at early morning. A teenage couple is strolling down the sandy shore side, hand in hand, letting the waves brush over their feet. Camera zooms in on them* Girl: *giggles* I can't believe you said that to him. You could've gotten in so much trouble! Boy: *smirks; looks proud of himself* Hey, I had to do it! He's been pushing his weight around for so long now, it's only right that someone finally pulled him down a peg. Girl: But to threaten him like that? Seriously, Jerry, you could've gotten in so much trouble; he's a teacher! Boy: Look, I was just warning him. He should've left

"Hey Balth?" you say flipping the lights so the only ones on are the table lamps and the hallway lights as you walk over towards the couch. "Yes?" He's stretched out on the couch looking up at you "Can you grab some pillows?" He rolls his eyes slightly and with a small pop two pillows are on the couch with him leaving you to press play on the DVD player. Just as opening credits roll through though Balthazar stands abruptly. "What's-" you start to ask what's wrong but he disappears on you leaving you to curse silently and sit up trying to figure out what's going on. You don't have to wait very long for an explanation though because twenty min

  “Hey, did you hear we’re getting a sexy intern lady friend?” Was Tony’s greeting as he burst through the lab doors. He was met with a steel glare from his science bro , that went unnoticed, and a feminine giggle. His eyes scanned the room until he found the female body that belonged to the sound. “I’m Tony and you are?” Tony questioned with his best ‘I’m sexy and you want me’ smirk placed on his lips. You hopped off the table you had previously taken up residence on as you stuck your hand out to shake his. “(Y/n), the intern.” You grinned while your (e/c) eyes cut to

The case was finally finished. After a grueling week and a half, the Unsub had been caught and you and the members of the Behavioral Analysis Unit were flying back to DC from Miami, FL. You were the newest member of the BAU and still finding your place within the team. Everyone seemed to accept you and that made you happy. You were relaxing on the jet with your iPod, oblivious to anything or anyone around you. One of your favorite rock songs started and you began pretending to play the drums and lip-sync the lyrics, not knowing that you were being watched. Dr. Spencer Reid took a break from his reading and looked up to see you playing air d

Holepunch's Mary Sue Litmus Test: Ah, the Mary Sue. We can't cobble together a truly comprehensive description of what they are, exactly, but we can agree on one thing: an annoying, 'perfect' character who, through a general lack of flaws and character development, is excruciating to sit through and often makes us gnash our teeth, tear our hair, and reach for the back button. This nefarious creature can be measured and detected, so let's all grab our magnifying glasses and get classifying. This is a subjective subject; a trait that drives one person right up the wall might fail to get any reaction from another. As you go through the list, c

     You quickly paced through the halls, finding your way back to Med Bay. You had been sent to collect a message for Dr. McCoy about the captive the Enterprise was transferring at the moment. As different colored shirts walked by, you held your head low to avoid any glances.     “Oof,” you grunted as you ran into someone. Stumbling back, you prepared to catch your balance. However, the person you had run into grabbed your arms and helped you steady yourself.     “I-I’m sorry,” you said as you looked up at a blue shirt. It was the same color as your dress, yet the design of the insignia was different. Instea