After the two performances par Jacki and Jennavive, I got a bit nervous. I've heard Jacki sing before and I know she's definately in. There's no way ANYBODY would say no to her. But the reason I was nervous was that there were only 2 open spots left and 3 girls left to go, including me. I knew Jennavive wasn't in because she sucks major balls.
Back at the theatre, Veronica put her long black hair up in a ponytail, giving me deja vu from Heather on first season.
"OK, suivant is....Destiny."
Destiny flicked her long, curly black hair and sweetly got a mic and stood up onstage.
"And I guess you're singing?" Veronica asked dumbly.
"Yep."
"OK, may I ask what you're singing, your Highness?" Veronica smirked mockingly.
"Uh, Bad Romance par Lady Gaga." Destiny smiled.
Jacki and I laughed really quietly.
"Mkay, knock yourself out." Veronica said.
Destiny cleared her throat, tossed a ringlet out of her face, and began to sing.
I want your l’amour and i want your revenge
toi and me could write a bad romance
I want your l’amour and all your lovers' revenge
toi and me could write a bad romance
Rah rah ah ah ah ah
Roma roma mamaa
Gaga ooh la la
Want your bad romance
"Um...wow." Veronica was stunned. As was I. I automatically knew Destiny was in, and it hurt me because she's one of my best Friends and I know I suck at singing, so im not in.
"Thank you." Destiny bowed and left the stage.
"Intermission! Inter...mission.?" I sputtered out loudly.
"Uh..intermission, guys." Veronica a dit and everyone took five.
I quickly ran behind the theatre and leaned against the mur - and sighed. If I don't get in, our team could lose, and everyone probably knows that I'm plus competitive than Courtney. I know that's hard to beleive, but I am. It's not something I'm proud of, but-
"Hey." A voice a dit from behind me, scaring the sh*t out of me. I didn't turn around because I recognized that deep voice.
"What do toi want, Duncan?" I crossed my arms, my back to him.
"I want to say I'm sorry."
"You a dit it already."
"I know and I tried to tell toi that I meant what I a dit but toi deserted me and left me like an asshole."
"Excuse me!?" I turned around sharply and got a good grip on his chemise collar, and brought his face closer to mine menacingly.
"You better shut the fuck up about gossip about me because once something gets out, and I track it back to you, I'll kick toi somewhere toi don't want to be kicked, SO HARD, that toi ain't gonna be able to be a father." I a dit softly.
Duncan gulped, which I really wished he didn't do.
Admit it, Bella Ann. toi like him and toi know it-
STFU, conscience!
I groaned. I hate that name. Bella Ann. My birthname. Ugh, yuck yuck.
I pulled Duncan's face a bit closer to mine.
"Are we clear?" I asked sweetly and angelically.
"Crystal." His deep, brash voice mocked my orderly tone.
I see where I get the uptightness from.
I released Duncan's chemise and started to walk away.
I heard him sigh behind me and I turned a bit to see him lean against the mur and sink to the ground.
"Pathetic." I shook my head.
He sighed again, not looking at me. "You treat me like an asslicking uncle fucker without even knowing my backstory."
I sighed, and, unwilligly, I sat down suivant to him. "What's your backstory?"
He sighed AGAIN, and looked at the sky. "Three years ago, I performed a song I wrote at a nearby concert arena, close to where my family used to live. I played my acoustic guitare and I thought I was amazing. Then, something completely aléatoire ruined that."
I remained quiet.
"In the far back of the room, a woman started screaming "My baby is dead! He was suffocated par the noise!" and everybody started freaking out and covering their ears and they kept themselves from breathing to make sure they didnt inhale anything poisonous from my music."
"I was devastated. I thought musique was a real career option, but idk. I mean people kept booing and I never sang again." Duncan finished.
I put my hand on his shoulder. "So this is what all of this is about? Your singing?"
He nodded solemnly.
"Duncan, there are other guys that will be in the show. What are toi worried about? If toi suck, then toi suck. If you're amazing, then you're amazing."
He looked back down to the ground.
"The best toi can do is try."
He nodded. "Thanks."
"Your welcome." I smiled a bit and helped him up like a child.
"So, are toi in?"
"Probably not." I walked back to the girls.
Back at the theatre, Veronica put her long black hair up in a ponytail, giving me deja vu from Heather on first season.
"OK, suivant is....Destiny."
Destiny flicked her long, curly black hair and sweetly got a mic and stood up onstage.
"And I guess you're singing?" Veronica asked dumbly.
"Yep."
"OK, may I ask what you're singing, your Highness?" Veronica smirked mockingly.
"Uh, Bad Romance par Lady Gaga." Destiny smiled.
Jacki and I laughed really quietly.
"Mkay, knock yourself out." Veronica said.
Destiny cleared her throat, tossed a ringlet out of her face, and began to sing.
I want your l’amour and i want your revenge
toi and me could write a bad romance
I want your l’amour and all your lovers' revenge
toi and me could write a bad romance
Rah rah ah ah ah ah
Roma roma mamaa
Gaga ooh la la
Want your bad romance
"Um...wow." Veronica was stunned. As was I. I automatically knew Destiny was in, and it hurt me because she's one of my best Friends and I know I suck at singing, so im not in.
"Thank you." Destiny bowed and left the stage.
"Intermission! Inter...mission.?" I sputtered out loudly.
"Uh..intermission, guys." Veronica a dit and everyone took five.
I quickly ran behind the theatre and leaned against the mur - and sighed. If I don't get in, our team could lose, and everyone probably knows that I'm plus competitive than Courtney. I know that's hard to beleive, but I am. It's not something I'm proud of, but-
"Hey." A voice a dit from behind me, scaring the sh*t out of me. I didn't turn around because I recognized that deep voice.
"What do toi want, Duncan?" I crossed my arms, my back to him.
"I want to say I'm sorry."
"You a dit it already."
"I know and I tried to tell toi that I meant what I a dit but toi deserted me and left me like an asshole."
"Excuse me!?" I turned around sharply and got a good grip on his chemise collar, and brought his face closer to mine menacingly.
"You better shut the fuck up about gossip about me because once something gets out, and I track it back to you, I'll kick toi somewhere toi don't want to be kicked, SO HARD, that toi ain't gonna be able to be a father." I a dit softly.
Duncan gulped, which I really wished he didn't do.
Admit it, Bella Ann. toi like him and toi know it-
STFU, conscience!
I groaned. I hate that name. Bella Ann. My birthname. Ugh, yuck yuck.
I pulled Duncan's face a bit closer to mine.
"Are we clear?" I asked sweetly and angelically.
"Crystal." His deep, brash voice mocked my orderly tone.
I see where I get the uptightness from.
I released Duncan's chemise and started to walk away.
I heard him sigh behind me and I turned a bit to see him lean against the mur and sink to the ground.
"Pathetic." I shook my head.
He sighed again, not looking at me. "You treat me like an asslicking uncle fucker without even knowing my backstory."
I sighed, and, unwilligly, I sat down suivant to him. "What's your backstory?"
He sighed AGAIN, and looked at the sky. "Three years ago, I performed a song I wrote at a nearby concert arena, close to where my family used to live. I played my acoustic guitare and I thought I was amazing. Then, something completely aléatoire ruined that."
I remained quiet.
"In the far back of the room, a woman started screaming "My baby is dead! He was suffocated par the noise!" and everybody started freaking out and covering their ears and they kept themselves from breathing to make sure they didnt inhale anything poisonous from my music."
"I was devastated. I thought musique was a real career option, but idk. I mean people kept booing and I never sang again." Duncan finished.
I put my hand on his shoulder. "So this is what all of this is about? Your singing?"
He nodded solemnly.
"Duncan, there are other guys that will be in the show. What are toi worried about? If toi suck, then toi suck. If you're amazing, then you're amazing."
He looked back down to the ground.
"The best toi can do is try."
He nodded. "Thanks."
"Your welcome." I smiled a bit and helped him up like a child.
"So, are toi in?"
"Probably not." I walked back to the girls.
Hello everyone..
This is Just an aléatoire idea me and my friend had came up with and it's is an murder story... so if toi don't like murder story then don't read it..
Courtney370:Gwen
Fangirl99:Trent
*Trent calls Gwen*
Gwen's under Trent lit
Gwen: hello
Trent: Gwen, where are you?
Gwen: No where..
Trent: What do toi mean par that?
Gwen: All toi want to do is rape, then kill me..
Trent: Still, I need to know where toi are
Gwen: Noo, i'm not telling you..
Trent: Gwen, if toi don't, I will find toi
Gwen: Whatever..
Trent: Don't worry, I'll find toi *hangsup*
Gwen gets the phone and hold it close to her chest
Trent: I will find her
This is Just an aléatoire idea me and my friend had came up with and it's is an murder story... so if toi don't like murder story then don't read it..
Courtney370:Gwen
Fangirl99:Trent
*Trent calls Gwen*
Gwen's under Trent lit
Gwen: hello
Trent: Gwen, where are you?
Gwen: No where..
Trent: What do toi mean par that?
Gwen: All toi want to do is rape, then kill me..
Trent: Still, I need to know where toi are
Gwen: Noo, i'm not telling you..
Trent: Gwen, if toi don't, I will find toi
Gwen: Whatever..
Trent: Don't worry, I'll find toi *hangsup*
Gwen gets the phone and hold it close to her chest
Trent: I will find her