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I heard a slow knock from outside my bedroom door. "Young mistress, the mistress has summoned you to her room," I heard a voice say through the door. I groaned, putting my comb down.
So theres ths comp.
My chorus went to LGPE today and sang two sings in front of judges and did sight-reading. They judged our dynamics, our pronunciation, our vowels, our posture, our formality, everything.
"Jinx," I heard Cherry's voice from beside me. I took off my headphones and left it hanging on my neck. Music immediately flowed into my ears.
You'll never stop us. You'll never win. We will always sing. We will sing in the rain. Sing while causing pain. Sing when your ears are bleeding. Won't stop with your pleading.
The road was silent, except for Bling's footsteps. Her feet got blisters from walking so much. Was she doing the right thing. Will she get lost.
The days until the big band battle were flying by very quickly. Jason decided to destroy the band's leader, Benny, by draging Bling into his band. And Jason would do anything to get what he wanted.
"Guys. Omigod. This. Is. Jason Panama. In person!" shrieked Bling between starstruck gasps. The band just stared blankly.
Here it is straight. My girls are in a girl band called 'Union' and they've reached the area finals of Open Mic UK. If they get through the next round, they're off to sing at the O2 Arena in London.
Eh.. I don't want to write this chapter. It's sad. @BlackKnight @hannahXOX -- *Zachs POV* I sat there cradling Shanea in my arms, she sobbed quietly into my loose cotton tee.
This hasn't been a long story at all.
She got herself into a right old state. Visions of failure and embarrassment made them wait. She felt sick with mouth dry she could hardly speak. She was well rehearsed and practised for many weeks.
Unlucky for some. Not these two thank god. c: thanks for reading.
Okay. This bit is slightly weird ; comment if you want to be tagged in future TM's.
Warning - mild sexual content. Zach smiled at Shanea, "They loved you." She said softly, he wrapped his arms around her hips and put his hands in the back pocket of her jeans.
So on that fourth of July, when most people were celebrating americas independence. Zach and Shanea were nervously standing in the queue to decide Zachs fate as an artist.
The devil went down to georgia, he was looking for a soul to steal He was in a bind cause he was way behind he was willing to make a deal When he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and...
Once again Eurovision's On the telly. Come on Britain. Give it some welly. There've been Estonians in tinfoil And Frenchmen with cats Round their necks. Come on We're better than that.
Hey everyone, If you're a writer, visit @morganhuw 's place :) if ur a poet, or like music (whether u sing, play an instrument or just know a lot of songs) here's the place for u this month.
Does anyone else feel that the Voice is just head and shoulders above BGT.