//A:N//: guess whatttt??? my anxiety is supa dupa crazy rn so i'm writing againnnnnn :P yipee!! i'm literally so done with everything at the moment.
hooray!! x - s
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"Pyper! Get up get up get up!!" Casey yells while banging on my door. "Today's the day!!"
I groan into my pillow. I am not ready for this day to start.
She bursts into my room and whacks me with a pillow. "Pyper Anne Williams! You will get up right now and eat the amazing breakfast your fantastic older sister made for you!" She yells while climbing onto the bed and jumping. I swear to god she is an overgrown child.
"Okay okay, just don't jump on me." I sigh while sitting up.
"Good. Now if you don't have your cheeks at the table in the next five minutes, I'm bringing Thomas. And you know he will be even worse than me." She says while walking backward out of the door.
I sigh, shooing her away. "Yeah yeah."
I sit there, holding my face in my hands, thinking about what's going to happen today. God today sounds so daunting. I don't even know how I should be feeling.
After a few minutes of just staring at the wall, I slide out of bed and shuffle out of my room.
"Heya Pipes took you long enough," Thomas says with a smirk as he washes the dishes.
I stick my tongue out at him, before sitting down at the table. Casey then appears with a plate of chocolate chip pancakes, bacon, and eggs, and sets them down in front of me. "Ta-da! Made them myself." She says with a proud smile on her face.
"And she only burnt three and spilled about half of the batter all over the floor!" Thomas yells from the kitchen.
I laugh as Casey's face falls. "Thomas Wagner, I am going to call your mother and tell her you're treating me horribly!"
He rushes over to the table before wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. "Hey, there's no need for that. It was just a joke, baby." He says as he kisses her neck.
"Simp," I cough.
"Hmm, what was that Pyper Anne?" Thomas says with a smug look on his face.
"Huh? Oh, nothing. Just had a little something in my throat."
Thomas lets Casey go, and they both bring out their plates before sitting down. "Okay eat. You have a big day ahead of you!" Casey smiles.
I sigh. "Don't remind me."
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"Okay! We'll be back here at around 6:30! You'll do amazing, Pyper!" Casey yells as they drop me off.
I wave at them as they drive off. I'm still 10 minutes early so I'm not in too much of a hurry to get inside. At least, I thought I was fine to do that. When I walked in, everyone inside was running around like chickens with their heads cut off. The second Chad/Ginger saw me he immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me into the wardrobe and makeup room.
"Good, you're here. Just come in here for now, get your makeup done, choose out your clothes, and then as soon as you're done just stay here until I get you guys." He rushes out while shoving me inside.
"Goodness gracious!" I mutter to myself. Yes, I do say that. And no, I do not care if it makes me sound like a grandmother.
"Hey, Pyper!" I look up to see Claire and the rest of my group already here, and getting their makeup done by the same ladies as last time.
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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