Oh boy. Welcome to another storytime! This is a long one but it was pretty cool.
So, in between freshman and sophomore year in HS, I went on a trip with the band cuz I was in choir. We went to Corpus Christi, TX, a touristy beach town that was pretty neat. Band trips are apparantly always this cool, but I wouldn’t know. Anywho, my sis (I think we should call her… Terezi (hats off to anyone who gets that reference)), Tess, Lyn, and I shared a room. And it was crazy.
So first, we had to take a charter bus there. At least it wasn’t a normal school bus, but it was a LONG drive. Luckily we were able to keep each other entertained for the most part. Terezi and Tess sat next to each other and I sat next to Lyn (who, I may have mentioned, I was currently at the peak of crushing on) (It started with Tess and Lyn next to each other, but they kept fighting). We mostly played never have I ever; we tried to keep it clean cuz Terezi is super ace, aro, and sex-repulsed. This went on for hours intermixed with singing, sleeping, and storytelling.
On the way we stopped at a McDonald’s and our other friend, who shall temporarily remain nameless, joined us. We took advantage of the wifi and Lyn got mad at her computer. She yelled, “excuse me ma’am!” at her computer and scared a lady. Now would probably be a good time to mention that I play the ukulele. We sat outside the McDonald’s playing ukulele and singing. Then we had to load back up on the bus and drive for more hours. Gag.
When we finally arrived it was ~3ish so not as late as you’d think, except we boarded the bus in the wee hours of the morning. We unloaded the massive storage area of sooo many instruments (practice for my future job as a volunteer member of the pit crew). Then we finally got to go into the hotel. We all went to the pool after we unloaded our crap in our rooms. Take note of the pool, and the beach, as important events take place there.
At the pool there was a hot tub. And I don’t like being in hot tubs with other people. So I sat on the bench around the hot tub and played the ukulele. I played Can’t Help Falling in Love and a Steven Universe song. An some random strangers sang along (as well as my friends). It was pretty neat.
We had an itinerary with a bunch of crap on it, but I’ll only mention the really memorable stuff (i.e. the stuff I remember). So we (I) played claw machines A LOT, but I was good at it so it wasn’t a waste of money. I gave most of my prizes to friends and I gave one to an Amish girl tiny (I’m not sure she was Amish but that was the vibe I got. I guess I shouldn’t assume).
We went to an arcade. I won a ball and a dolphin in claw machines. I kept the ball and gave the dolphin to Lyn. It was galaxy print and was named Andromeda; Terezi also got one and named it Cassiopeia. We played a bunch of games and I owned at coin dozer as usual (interesting story about me and traditional gambling games, but that is for another time). We won some prizes, but I don’t have most of them anymore.
We went to the U.S.S. Lexington and the band members played a show nobody showed up to. We sat in a bunch of planes. Incest Dude, Lyn, and I hung out so I was the awkward third-wheel as we sat in planes and those two geeked out and were ridiculously invested in plane history like a bunch of nerds. I was kinda jealous (like I said, height of the crush), but at least they were happy (~boy did that turn out well~).
We had a curfew. At 10:00pm we had to be in our rooms or we were in trouble, oh no. (Tess, go to the room. Tess we literally have two minutes till curfew. TESS< STOP FLIRTING AND COME ON) .Then, when they were sure everyone was actually in the room, the would put painter’s tape between the door and the frame. The idea was that if someone opened the door after curfew the tape would rip and the chaperones would know they broke the rules. Quite a few kids got in trouble… Nobody cared.
The cool thing to do once we were released in the mornings was go to the beach while it was still largely abandoned. There were so many hermit crabs in the morning it was ridiculous and beautiful. I had to pick up shells for Tess to see if they had a crab in them or not because she was afraid of getting pinched. They all did; I still never got pinched tho. SUCK IT UP TESS!
Lyn and I were walking on the beach and we started picking up trash. I was counting the bottle caps. It was something like 400 and there were over 75 straws! We carried a lot of trash. It was one of the few times we got to talk on that trip. We usually have our real conversations on the phone and at school we had jokey ones. Sleep overs have very diverse topics. I’m getting off track here… TRASH! So much, like ten pounds. And people kept acting all grateful like they couldn’t do that themselves. They were like, “oh you two care about the environment” and crap and I just stood there thinking “you could pick up stuff too y’know.” We just politely thanked them. There was this one drunk guy surrounded by bottles and we had to wait for his wife to drag him away so we could pick them up. I think he was the father of the Amish tiny from earlier.
One evening, Lyn and I were chilling on the deck outside. We were being all rebellious and sitting outside the railing and in a life gaurd tower near the deck. The Incest Dude came outside and they started talking. I was once again resigned to being the third wheel. I sat behind them on the deck while they sat outside the railing and sang romantic songs under my breath to tease them. No idea if they heard me, but I was thoroughly entertained. and slightly jealous. if you actually read all the above you already know why.
I tried to set those two up. We even found an adaptation to a law that meant the two could legally date. But he wasn’t interested. In hindsight, this was a blessing.
We went to an outdoor mall. Lyn and I tried to find a Victoria’s Secret (there was none), and decided we should definitely live there. That isn’t actually possible, but whatever.
I have (had?) this little FNAF Freddy figurine that is possessed. He’s my bodygaurd and he recently went missing for the longest time since I got him. I wonder if he’s gonna come back this time. Anywho, on the way back I lost track of him and went to search in the Bucky’s we stopped at. Apparantly, I delayed Mr. Band Director too much and he got mad at me. He is a tad insensitive. I found Freddy that time. Hope to again.
I think that about sums up the trip. This was super long. Thanks for reading humans, love ya all! Byeeeeee!
(PS Tess, pls don’t get mad! I was joking)