Chapter Ten

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My eyes opened slowly.

The sound of moving around was heard just outside the bunk.

I opened it, to see Mitch getting changed.

I screamed, and threw my pillow at his head.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" Mitch exclaimed, jumping.

"Changing in front of my bunk! Gross!" I shreiked, closing my curtains.

"Whatever" he muttered, putting his shirt on.

"Wake up everyone! We have a rehearsal at 8:30! Hurry up!" Mitch yelled, grabbing a pot and spoon and banging them together.

"Mitch, shut up! It's only 8:00 " Kirstie moaned, putting her head under her pillow.

"And it takes 15 minutes to get there!" Kevin called from the kitchen.

"Exactly. So get up or I drag you out" Mitch demanded, taking grip of Kirtins leg.

"Alright, alright. Just give me another minute" Mitch sighed.

"Fine" he groaned, unlatch in his grip from her leg.

Watching the drama. Not really drama.

I leaned down and opened my dads curtain.

His eyes opened slowly and look up at mine.

"Good morning love," He said, yawning and getting up.

"Morning" I replied, jumping off the bunk and landing like Spider-Man.

"Acrobat" he teased, ruffling my hair.

"No touchy my hair" I said, fixing it up.

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" Exulted in the sea, as long as you are with me, there's no place I'd rather be" Kirstie sung, looking in my direction.

I looked down at all the phones beside me.

Should I? Or should I not?

Maybe I shouldn't. I don't want the same thing to happen as last time.

Pentatonix and the producers were talking about something.

My name popped up a few times, but I couldn't really hear what they were talking about.

Until Mitch came up to me.

I stared into his brown eyes trying to decipher what he was going to say before he said it.

"Alicia, would you like to perform with us? Or perform alone?" Mitch asked, sinking down to my height.

"I don't- " "please? Alicia? I know you sing."

How the...

"Fine."

He cheered and lead me up on stage.

"What will you sing?" One of the producers asked.

"I would like to sing an original song" (Not actually original, video on the side)

The producer nodded and proceeded writing down notes.

"Can you sing it for us?" Dad asked, throwing me a microphone.

I groaned. "Please? " Avi whined, jumping off the stage and leaning his head on his arms, which were in the stage.

"Fine" I muttered.

I walked off stage and looked around for a guitar.

Dad ran up onto the stage and to where I was.

"What are you doing?" He asked, grabbing my arm.

"Getting a guitar" he nodded and ran back off.

I headed back on stage and put the guitar strap around my shoulder.

" So high up, higher than the clouds

You know it's not for me, I like it on the ground.

So high up, covering the sea, painting walls on everything,

Your picture used to be.

And you can't help yourself from dying in this town

It's to much to figure out

And this is all I think about.

I watched you crash and burn a thousand times before

I know, that smile you wear is waiting for the end

I see you sitting in the dark scared.

And I know you never really fight fair.

I know you never fight fair

So twisted, your aggravated scheme

Spend hours , living from the scenes.

And you can help yourself from crying when you fall

I don't think you can take it all

And this is all I think about

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Everyone clapped and cheered.

I headed of stage and high fived Avi and Kevin.

"That was so good! Good job Alicia!" Kirstie hugged me from behind.

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