As Helmholtz was waiting for his food, he is interrupted by Quinn. Quinn kept talking about the hill, until Helmholtz saw Jim.
Oh you mean Jim? That's my brother-in-law's son, I mean I do feel bad for him his father left, his mom died, and now he's been in foster homes ever since.
I feel so bad, poor boy
Yes sir, what re you going to do about it?
Oh No Jim, did you do all this? Come with me
Helmholtz is concerned and wants to help Jim so he takes an interest in Jim, however, he doesn't want the help from him, but he still decides to show his kindness towards him.
I don't need your help, I hardly even know you!
Son, I want to help you
As Helmholtz and Jim talked more and more, the closer they started to become and even shared their valuable possesions
These are my black boots, I wear them almost everyday and they are what makes me who I am
This right here, is my trumpet it belonged to John Philip Sousa
A few days later...
What no, I can't do that... I-I can't
Jim started thinking about what Helmholtz said, he realized that if he didn't care about his trumpet that was so expensive, then why should he care about his black boots and from then on he changed his outlook on life
Jim, I want you have my trumpet to smash, fine if you can't I guess I'll do it myself
Jim and Helmholtz were closer than ever and Jim had joined C Band the next semester and he couldn't have been happier, he found his true self
WELCOME TO C BAND
Hello class, Welcome to band, today we have a new member Jim Donnini