//A/N//: dude i totally forgot about this because high school is hard. also sleeping in class is a godsend. :P
alsooo my chemistry teacher keeps a random jar of peanut butter on his desk...
i'm allergic tho. x - s
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Hello Mrs. Williams!
Congratulations on making it past the Blind Auditions! I'm sure your coach gave you a brief explanation of what will be happening in the next few weeks, but let me go into depth on what we expect from you.
In this email, I will include what will be your schedule for your rehearsals and one-on-ones with your coach. Now, your schedule is based on who your coach has decided to set you up against during the Battles portion of the competition. There is no changing who you are up against, and no complaining or 'trash talk' will be tolerated. We, at The Voice, encourage you to treat anyone and everyone with utmost respect and kindness. If you have any problems, tell your coach or send me an email, and we will get it sorted straight away.
We hope you have an amazing time this week, and we wish you luck in your next part of the competition!
Sincerely,
The Voice Administration
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I look up at the clock hanging over Casey and Thomas' living room to see that I still had one hour before I had to go to the first rehearsal. I received an email three days ago saying that my first practice would be today at four, but now time is going by so slowly. At the moment I am lying on Casey's couch with my head hanging off the edge in an attempt to entertain myself.
Overall, I am still in a bit of a shock after the events of my Blind Audition almost a week and a half ago. After the show aired, I received multiple texts from friends and family back home, most of them in shock that I could sing (Haha) and others that were more gracious and congratulating. I am also receiving multiple new followers on my social media accounts so I guess I did something right. Let's just hope that I don't get out after the Battles.
Speaking of the Battles, I am so stressed about who I'll be going up against it is unreal. I have spent the past few days watching the Blinds of the people who are on Team Niall, and deciding which ones that I could possibly win against, and others who I most definitely do not want to go against under all circumstances. Not like I could change who I'm going against anyway...
"Pyper!", A voice suddenly says, making me jump a little and breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Aagh, what?", I say looking at Casey who is standing in front of me with a look of expectance in her eyes.
"Don't you have your first rehearsal in 20 minutes?"
"What?", Sure enough, when I look at the clock it now says 3:40. Damn how did the time go by so fast? "Oh shit!" I say while falling off the couch. "Shit, shit, shit, I'm still in my sweats!". I quickly run into what has been my room for the past two weeks and change into a respectable outfit. By respectable I mean my mom jeans and a light blue crop top.
"Pyper come on! You're going to be late!", Casey screams from the hallway.
"Okay okay, I'm coming! Give me a second!". I yell back while shoving my feet into my white Converse. "Okay, let's go", I say while pushing past a laughing Casey to the front door.
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Finding My Voice
General Fiction17-year-old Pyper Williams has never sung in her life. Imagine her confusion when she finds herself with a Blind Audition at the Voice. - Totally a basic story that you already know how it's going to end. But oh well