She nodded firmly and stood up right. Some of the other section leaders were still passing out drill cards, and others were flipping the tables to put them away. As she walked inside she could see the main director being yelled at by an entitled parent through his office window. The main director looked stressed behind his computer. She walked to the left, passing the ice machine room as an ice cube smacked her face. She stopped dead in her tracks looking left. "Of course it was you two." she said in an annoyed tone. Two of the students on loading crew in charge of filling the ice and water refill buckets were messing around. One from the french horn section, the sophomore, and one from the euphonium section, the junior. "Stop messing around, practice is star soon.","Yes, Mrs. Sinior Lady" she rolled her eyes at their sarcasm and waddled on. she walked through the double doors leading to the colour guard locker room. the double doors to their room was stuck, again, with people inside, again. She swore under her breath and asked if anyone told a director about this. The girls collectively said no. She face palmed and walked across the main band hall; through the open door that always seemed to be occupied with two or more directors. The colour guard directors were both in there discussing visuals for the show with the director that is in charge of non student paperwork. she asked the colour guard directors if they knew about the colour guard room doors being stuck again. They sighed and left me with the other director in the room. "Every year" she heard him say as she strolled out of the room. She walked through the band hall but stopped about a quarter of the way when she saw a little black puppy following someone into the instrument storage room. She shook her head and ignored what she thought she saw.