Kaitlyn sat in her bored normal way, snickering to herself as Mrs. Griswold punished Kake for being late, and then Kale for not being focused. What she wasn't so sure about was her dorm mates, laughing at Kalvin like that. She felt bad for him. She knew what it was like to not belong and have to resort to riches to get her way.
Kaitlyn was short, but with dark, almost black hair, that cascaded down her shoulders in curly waves. Her eyes were blue to the point of perfection. She flipped open to page 394, reading through the art of Kazoo. The task was to write about the 10 things to do when playing the kazoo. It was an easy task for someone with such accomplished kazoo elegance, such as herself.
Ms. Griswold stood up suddenly. "You need seats," she said shortly. "There are four different parts. Soprano Kazoo, Alto Kazoo, Tenor Kazoo, and Bass Kazoo. I will assign you parts, seats, and your stand partner."
She cleared her throat. "Sopranos in this order. First is Kaitlyn, partner Kandace. Second, Kelsi, partner Kayki. Then third Kayla, partner Kaya. Altos in this order. First is Kat, partner Kaleigh. Then Kallie, partner Kameron. Finally Kendra, partner Kimberly." she paused to clear her throat again. "They accepted too many kids this year," she grumbled. "Tenors next. First Tenor is Kalvin and his partner is Karl. Then we have Kyle, partner Kent, and Kenneth, partner Kayden. And then finally our Bass. First is," she narrowed her eyes. "Kake. How'd he get there? His partner is Kale. Then Kevin, partner Kody, and Kaleb, partner Kirk. I'll show you to your seats once you finish that paper."
When Kaitlyn finished, she and a tall bouncy red haired girl sat down next to each other. "Hi I'm Kandace!" Kandace said. "I'm Kaitlyn. So you're my stand partner?" Kaitlyn asked. "Yep! First stand!" The two both squealed in excitement. So as the others wandered to their spots, Kaitlyn continued their conversation. Kandace, it turned out, was also rich. Kaitlyn had become a kazoo fanatic when she was a little girl, just like Kandace. They both loved to sing and dance. But nothing in this whole world could beat playing the kazoo. Playing the kazoo was their lives. That was all they knew.
Ms. Griswold swiftly turned to Kaitlyn and Kandace's stand and asked "Are you girls all set over here?" Kaitlyn said with a confused look across her face, "We're all set". Ms. Griswold snarled back with "Good". She raised her voice and exclaimed "ATTENTION EVERYONE!" The room suddenly got quiet. "THESE SEATS ARE PERMANENT AS YOU GUESSED, SO IF YOU HAVE ANY PROBLEMS WITH THE PERSON YOU ARE SITTING NEXT TO... WELL, TOO BAD!" Kaitlyn shook her head as if she knew that there was going to be someone who would mess this up. Ms. Griswold turned to the alto section and said "I hope that you will learn fast that I am in charge. On this stage, I am the supreme overlord. And no one can take that away from me. I am your instructor. You will treat me as if I am a queen. Yes ma'am. No ma'am. Do I make myself clear?" everyone quickly replied with "Yes ma'am". "Good" Ms. Griswold snarled. Now let's begin with our first song, Down South Submarine by the Dexter Street Stompers."
Mrs. Griswold handed out the sheet music. "You have three minutes to practice."
The room filled with various kazoo noises as the students practiced. When the five minutes were up, Mrs. Griswold raised her arms, and the students raised their kazoos.
NOTE: "Down South Submarine" is a real song. I couldn't find any lyrics online, so I did my best to translate it, and it's probably horribly wrong. I will follow anyone who has any idea what's in the question marks or has a fix for one of the lyrics. You can listen to Down South Submarine here: (It's at the bottom)
Children gather round' me now
and hear the noble quest of a
clever man from Georgia known as
Alabama had a plan for
an instrument to build so he
went to Thaddeus Von Clegg of
the Georgian meadow hill
Thaddeus built the small device that
Alabama drew and they
showed it in the grand state fair
It was a hippie cruise? that
cheered loud in utter glee
For the men in membrane merlon? song that
It was the down south submarine,
oh the down south submarine
Teach your babies? ? to play the
Down south submarine
It was the down south submarine,
oh the down south submarine,
Alabama's famous scheme, it's the
Down south submarine
The students then went into a long kazoo solo. Mrs. Griswold stopped conducting and glared in Kake and Kale's direction.
"KAKE!" she screamed "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" She stormed over to Kake.
"THAT C NOTE IS NOT PERFECTLY IN TUNE. I WANT YOU TO REALLY EXPERIENCE THAT NOTE FULLY. I WANT YOU TO TASTE IT IN YOUR MOUTH, DO YOU UNDERSTAND? PLAY A C."
Kake obediently played a C, still out of tune
"PLAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT"
Kake's C was even more out of tune.
"PLAY IT LIKE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE WORLD FOR YOU TO DO IS TO PLAY A C NOTE"
Even more out of tune.
Mrs. Griswold got dangerously close to Kake's face, emphasizing the stale coffee and gym socks smell
"Kake, say it as if I'm going to TAKE YOU HOME AND THROW YOU IN A HOT OVEN IF YOU DON'T PLAY IT RIGHT"
Kake, terrorfied, played a C about 5 octaves out of tune.
Mrs. Griswold sighed. "CLASS DISMISSED" she boomed, and then she muttered something about useless children.
"But we still have twenty minutes left!" Kaitlyn said.