Jay Cee El

Twelve // Paired To Perform

[rewritten]

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Liz's P.O.V

"So what song do you want to sing? I was thinking we could do something that was a bit of a slower song. This way we can show the judges the raw talent that they claim we have," My partner, Evan Peterson said. I nodded my head in agreement, thinking of how a slower song could work in our advantage.

It definitely would give us the opportunity to show the judges our voices in their purest form. Slower songs were always easier to sing, though I did prefer the faster and more upbeat type of music. The only problem with singing a slower song was that for my solo song it was slow. I didn't know if singing too slower paced songs would benefit me.

But Evan was so sure on this, he seemed like we could win just be doing the song. I have always been a pushover and usually, history repeats itself, so before I knew it, I was agreeing to do the song. I wish I could stand my ground a little bit more when it comes to something like this, but that's just not the person I am. Besides, Be Your Everything was a really good song and I liked it a lot.

"Great, alright well it's getting late. We can start practicing tomorrow. You know the song, right?" Evan asked, smiling widely.

"Yeah, I do." I blushed under the attractive guys' gaze.

"Good. I'll see you tomorrow then Liz, goodnight." He said, standing from the chair. I said goodnight back and as soon as he left the hotel room I dived for my phone and quickly started typing up a message to Natalie.

Liz: asdfghjkl; call me asap

I sent my phone down after sending the message, but after a second or two passed it started to vibrate. I looked at the screen and saw that she was calling me. I wasn't surprised with how quickly she called me, she's always got her phone on her. I answered the call and put the phone to me ear. "Oh my God Nat, guess what?"

"Is it Niall? Have you seen his tweets?" She asked.

"Yes I did and I do not care for his tweets of Hannah. But that's not what I asked you to call me for. Guess what?" I said.

"Are you getting married to Niall?"

"No it has nothing to do with One Direction." I shook my head.

"Then I don't really care to hear it..."

"Natalie." I laughed.

"Okay, okay. What happened?"

"I got paired up with this really cute guy. His name is Evan but he's like, twenty four. It looks like his face was carved by angels." I gushed, feeling my cheeks heating up.

"Aw, Lizzie has a crush, how cute. Does he have a nice body?" Natalie asked.

I shrugged, thinking about it. "I don't know really. He's got some muscles but he's not some body builder. He's in between. He's blond and blue eyed. He's tall and so nice and he can sing. Isn't that amazing? I swear I'm in love." I sighed in content.

"Ha, he sounds like a certain celebrity! Sorry I'll stop obsessing over those little shits. How was boot camp? I'm still so happy you got put through." Natalie said.

"I know, me too. I can't believe it, I really thought I was being sent home. I guess they like my voice more than I thought. And boot camp is going good. Except for this one girl..." I said, thinking about the brown haired girl. I don't know her name but she just gives me this weird feeling. She's so rude and mean, and she comes off as such a slut. I know it's not right to judge her but when she wears booty shorts with two inch heels it kind of comes off as slutty.