pitch perfect (s.m)

twelve

(Sorry I forgot if it was nationals or finals. but I'm going to make it finals so then its nationals.)

the same outfit again. i sighed before leaving my dorm and getting onto the coach bus.

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i sat there looking out the window with my earphones plugged in.

i paused my music for a while just so i could sit there in silence.

it felt nice since it was comfortable.

i got pretty bored so i looked ahead. seeing some sauce and extra ingredients from the burrito jack threw at fat amy, i leaned forward.

"you know you got, um, stuff from the burrito on the back of your ear?"

i couldn't make out what she said but she said something about it 'easing' something.

i chuckled lightly before leaning back into my chair.

chloe started humming. it soon became into a song.

i rolled my eyes as they kept on singing and making it acapella style. i could fell all their eyes on me. i gave them weird looks until i sighed and continued the song.

we were all dancing until fat amy was kind of stammering on her words.

the bus was going extremely slow until it came to a halt.

"what the hell?" aubrey questioned.

"umm, it's pretty cool actually. i think we're just runnin' out of gas."

"well, that can't be. you just filled the tank."

"yeah, i did. and, yeah maybe I didn't, because i got hit by flying mexican food." i chuckled a little bit.

aubrey sent me a death glare and i put my hands up in surrender.

"well we ca-" chloe was soon cut off by aubrey.

"no don't say that."

"well, that's a good idea. i have jack's number." aubrey gave her a weird look.

"why do you have jack's number?" amy's facial expression went blank.

i couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing uncontrollably.

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yay, i updated. (: sorry if it sucks.