A/N: So this is my first story on wattpad, not my first fan-fic most definitely not just my first on here and centred around PTX. I write Glee fics mostly, and so the other groups in this story are low and behold... choirs from glee! Characters from glee... but still five main characters: none of whom have been on glee.
Do I need to set this? Or will everyone catch on... hmm... well I'll say it's AU and takes place in College... and if you have any questions feel free to ask!
Anyways, enough of my babbling. I hope you enjoy the story :)
Chapter 1:
Breaking into a smile, the only female member of the Warblers spun around to face the rest of the choir. Clasping her hands together Kirstie squealed just a little.
"That was wicked guys, I have a couple of notes, but other than that we're totally good!" she claps as they disparate and Hunter gives her a strained smile that she takes for a real one and blows him a kiss.
With a tap on the shoulder the short not-so-natural-blonde turned once more to grin upwards at her best friend.
"It was wicked wasn't it," Scott holds up his hands for two high fives. "You have some really good ideas, I'm glad Hunter finally used one of them." He nods, and takes a sip from his water bottle, sitting down on the sofa.
Kirstie reaches down beside Scott to pick up her back-pack and pull out her own water bottle.
"I know right, I was so happy, and the thing is, it was one of the smaller ones, can you imagine the big ideas I have!"
"Oh totally, Mark'd have to learn to sing a little lower though. I mean you got the high notes covered, no sweat. But we all know Mark's not really a Bass, he's just the guy with the lowest voice."
Kirstie shrugs, chewing on the top of her water bottle, "You can go pretty low, probably lower than Mark. But you sing to pretty," she chuckles.
"Oh I do don't I," Scott smiles, pretending to flick his imaginary long hair.
"What you trying to do this?" Kirstie laughs, swinging her head so that her hair flicked across her best friend's face.
"Oh don't mock me!" he joked, trying not to laugh.
Hunter stepped up beside them, casting a glare at Scott. "You ready to leave Kirstie?"
Kirstie turns to him, "I'm kinda in the middle of a conversation."
"I gave you time, now we have to leave, we have a reservation and you need to change," Hunter glances over her quickly.
Narrowing her eyes Kirstie nods slowly, "Right of course I do, don't I."
"Yes of course you do, I just said that Kirsten," Hunter rolls his eyes.
"I heard you," Kirstie says though slightly clenched teeth, watching him as he walked away.
"Um... okay then, I guess I'll see you later, have fun," Scott says with half smile that disappears when she turns away.
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"You know you're dressed a little too casually. I don't know what kind of places you normally go to Kirsten, but you're dating me now and I only go to classy places."
"But what's the point in that if you can somewhere else and get the same thing for half the price, and not to mention double the food," Kirstie sighs, they always had this argument.
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