Acapop kids oneshots

Stressed

Backstory: Preston has been getting irritated at Aubree lately and it's stressing Aubree out and as the story goes on it gets worse.

Aubree was teaching Alana how to write a song.

Aubree: What I usually do when writing a song is I first think about what my song is going to be about. Have you already thought about what your song is going to be about??

Alana: My dad.

Aubree: Okay. The next thing is I brainstorm some words that I'm going to put in my song.

Before Alana could answer Preston stormed in.

Preston *irritated*: Are you trying to break up with me!

Aubree *confused*: Break up with y- What are you talking about??

Preston *irritated*: I found this in your backpack.

Aubree stood up.

Aubree *a little mad*: You went through my stuff.

Preston *irritated*: Don't you dare turn this on me.

Aubree hears something behind her.

Aubree *worried*: Preston stop your making Alana cry. Can we do this when she's not here??

Before Preston could answer Alana ram out of the room.

She passes by Eliza and Emily.

Eliza *confused*: What was that about??

Emily shrugs.

Emily *confused*: I don't know.

They go to the room where Aubree and Preston are.

Emily: Hey Scott wanted us to tell you that we are going to start rehearsing soon.

Aubree *stressed*: Tell him we will be there in a minute.

They both nod and go find Alana.

In the bathroom:

Eliza knocks on the stall door.

Alana *sobbing*: Go away!

Eliza *feels bad*: Alana it's just Eliza. Can I come in??

Alana *sobbing*: Go away!

Eliza *feels bad*: Do you wanna to talk to Scott??

Alana *sobbing*: Eliza just go away!

Eliza *feels bad*: Okay.

Outside of the bathroom:

Emily *feels bad*: If she won't talk to Scott there is only one person she would talk to.

Eliza *feels bad*: Aubree.

They find Aubree writing a song.

Eliza *feels bad*: Aubree.

Aubree *stressed*: Yeah.

Emily *feels bad*: We found Alana crying in the bathroom and she told us to go away.

Aubree *stressed*: What bathroom is she in??

Eliza *feels bad*: We will show you.

They get to the bathroom.

Emily *feels bad and points*: She's in this one.

Aubree goes into the bathroom.

In the bathroom:

Aubree knocks on the stall door.

Alana *sobbing*: I said go away Eliza.

Aubree *feels bad and stressed*: It's not Eliza.