y/n y/l/n is 18. she is headed for Barden. she dreams that her life could be like a movie, find a guy, love each other, get married, and live happily ever after. So far, her life has been nothing like that. As y/n starts her journey at Barden Univer...
A/N: if you skipped- Donald and your character didn't do the whole sex thing, you just had a very heated and passionate make out session, watched a movie, then slept. Bumper called Donald, and i recommend you go back to the last chapter and read the Donald's POV part.
When i woke up the next morning, i wasn't tired. i was happy and i felt safe wrapped in Donald's arms. I had my head on his still bare chest, and my arm was draping over his waist. He was awake, i could feel him playing with my hair. The room was peaceful, and quiet. i moved my head off his chest and looked up at him. "Morning." i said. "Mornin' baby Bubble." He said. "Baby Bubble?" I asked with a giggle. "Yeah. That's officially your nick name Babe." He said.
~1 month later~
SMALL RECAP- Today's the day, I audition for The Treblmakers! Donald and i have been together for a month now. We've had more than one night like our first date.
I was walking back to my dorm when i heard Donald's voice behind me, "Babe!". "Hey whats up?" I asked him. "uhh, auditions are in half an hour, so we should probably go in, then get ready to go." He said. "Oh yeah. I forgot about that" I said, mentally face palming.
We went into my dorm, i changed, and then we left for auditions.
YOUR OUTFIT:
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When we got to auditions, i was lead into the seating space in an auditorium. Donald waited out with the other Treblmakers, whom i had gotten to know quite well.
A guy walked on stage wearing a plain purple shirt, a checked purple and white jacket, and blue jeans. he had dark-ish hair. I'd assume this would be the guy 'hosting' auditions.
"For your audition, each of you will be singing sixteen bars of Kelly Clarkson's Since You've been gone. If a group likes you, they will contact you directly." He said. "My tone-deaf sidekick Justin here, will be collecting your information." He continued. With that, a large chubby-ish man walked onto the stage while saying, "If i could sing a lick, in any human way possible i would. But i can't, and i hate myself everyday because of it." He said dramatically. Then the skinny boy muttered, "I know."
Before bringing his attention back to us saying, "But if you think this is some just some 'High School club', where you can sing, and dance your way through any big social issue, or confused sexuality, you have come to the wrong place. There is none of that here. that's high school. This shit, is real life!" he stated. "Now, don;t just bring it, sing it. And let's do this!" He ended.
The boy named Justin came around, and collected our info. We were then handed a sheet with all the notes and lyrics to what we were to sing for the audition. We were then lead backstage.
I over heard bumper saying in the audience, "Hey Bella's! Remember when you tried to play in the big leagues and you choked? That should really be a lesson to everyone. If you sing the same boring girly shit every year, you will blow chunks. All over the place. Vomit, everywhere." he said. I then heard the sound of papers slapping onto the table, then a female voice saying, "My fellow a-ca-people. We will not let egotistical, big headed, garbage dirt balls, whoever you may be, get in our way. I promise you, we will return to the ICCA's and finish what we started last year." She ended. 'Jeez' I though. 'What a bitch.'
Then the skinny boy from earlier walked onto the stage, and cleared his thought. "Ahem. And here's the first one up." he said while leading someone onto the stage.
A/N: Add yourself in anywhere you want.
'Wow.' i thought. 'Not gonna lie, I expected better from them.'
After auditions, Donald met you outside the auditorium. He hugged you and kissed your cheek, making you blush. "You did awesome babe." He said. "Thanks." You said while smiling.
Donald went back to the Treble house, and i was unlocking the door to your dorm when i felt a maroon bag being placed on top of my head. I were about to freak out. Until I heard this, "Babe, chill. it's just me." It was Donald. "Where are we going?" I asked. "You'll see." He responded.
I were walked around for about 10 minutes before I came to a stop.
