Story: The Drum Major (chapter 1)

Authors: Ongaku69

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Chapter 1

Title: The Bus

          It had been a long day at Aloha Stadium and the football game made it even that much longer. Muna sighed heavily as she grabbed her uniform and hat box and then balanced her flute and bag on top of that. She stumbled up the stairs and walkway to the bus, eagerly taking the closest empty seat.
          The bus quickly filled up, but not nearly as much as it had been going there. She was glad she got a seat all to herself. No sooner had Muna thought that, then more marching band members filed onto the bus... a LOT more. The director also stepped onto the bus, her long curly hair bound back in a ponytail, stray bits flying everywhere. Pale skin showed sweat and stress as she stood there, announcing what had happened. Seemed one of the other buses finally bit the dust. Muna groaned and stacked her crap up hoping all the students would file to the back of the bus first.


"Please let there be enough seats... please... please..."


         She ran a hand through her long brown hair and closed her hazel orbs, but opened them at the sound of a cleared throat. 'Crap' she thought, looking up to find.... who else, but the drum major.
         As if the heat had been turned on, her body temperature skyrocketed and her words turned to cement. She glanced about quickly, hoping like all hell that there was another seat. By the time she realized there were no other free seats it was to late to move her stuff, the bus had started moving. She squeezed in against her luggage and turned her head down, trying to hide an ever reddening face.


'Holy crap, holy crap...'


         She flinched slightly as the drum major sat down, body brushing her own. Chancing a glance at the long black haired asian, her soft skin and cute cheeks, Muna was instantly enchanted. She blinked a few times and shook her head, trying not to stare, but found it increasingly hard to concentrate on anything, but her...
       

          The bus crawled to a near stop in the late night rush hour from the game. "Fuck" Muna cursed softly, but not soft enough. The drum major glanced over, her onyx orbs locking with Muna's. All she could do was mumble an apology for the curse and turn her head back to the small slit of window she could see around her luggage.
         The ride dragged on and finally Muna got her mind off the situation by counting the road markers when suddenly she felt a soft pressure on her shoulder. Slowly she turned her head and saw the drum major's pony tail resting on her shoulder. From the way she rested against her she must have fallen asleep sitting up and slid down. Muna's face turned from a slight flush to a full on beet red. She bit her lower lip and looked about. Most of the students had fallen asleep or were about to.
         Looking back down she felt a familiar and unwelcome twitch in her stomach. She clenched her jaw, arms wrapping about her stomach, she tried not to double over. The drum major still slept, oblivious to the changes that were taking place. Muna felt her skin on her ears tingle and tighten as well as a small spot right at the bottom of her tail bone. Small hairs sprouted into fur and her ears took on the form of a cat's as well as the tail that snaked its way out of her shorts.
         She cursed and grabbed her new ears. The drum major stirred from the movement of her oh so comfy shoulder rest and sat up, looking about in a haze. Muna had curled up wishing that everything was all one giant dream and that the drum major would look away, but she didn't. All she heard was a small gasp before she felt soft fingers brush her ear. The black ear twitched and the tail wrapped itself tight about Muna's waist.


         The short line of sanity in Muna's mind snapped and she jumped up, stumbling over the drum major in an attempt to get out of the seat and hopefully off the bus. Instead of being graceful, she stumbled into a heap in the aisle and woke several nearby kids as well as gaining the attention of the director. The director was confused and just stared for a moment before getting up to see what was wrong.
         Muna saw this and darted towards the back of the bus. Her feet fumbled over the limbs hanging out in the aisle. Digits grasped at the emergency door and tried to pry it open, but found that students bags and boxes blocked the way. She spun about, back against the door, just about the whole bus staring. The director looked back concern clearly showing, mouth moving to form words, but Muna's mind was too jumbled to understand them. The drum major watched from around the corner of the seat, face in awe.
         Muna did the only thing she could do. She charged forward, hell bent on getting off the bus. When she got to the director she tried to jump over the seat, but her foot caught and she slammed head first into the seat in frontof her. Everything went black....

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