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Charlotte's P.O.V.
I bit my lip nervously as we made our way out into the clearing.
Oh my god, I really hope this goes well. I shook my head at myself. No! This is not going to go well at all, considering someone will die each time!
I sighed, reciting my song in my head. They decided to start the event where everyone is gathered up to sing, and the five worst singers are executed. It's only been three days! How would someone master a song in three days? Anyways, this morning I asked one of the guards if we're allowed to sing duets. The guard obviously didn't know, so he asked the "master." When the guard came back, he gave Nicholas and I the news that we are allowed to sing in duets. Thank god.
I looked around the large crowd, wondering if my sister was one of the people here. Maybe they found her, maybe they didn't. Maybe they killed her. Again, maybe they didn't kill her. I sighed, my shoulders hunching forwards.
"What is it? You know, I'm certain we are going to win this thing today," Nick encouraged me, pulling me into a hug. I put my head on his shoulder, my arms wrapped around his torso.
"It's not that, I'm thinking about my sister. I wonder if she's still alive," I huffed, a humorless laugh escaping my lips. "This is all so messed up."
Nicholas agreed, and a few seconds later complete silence fell over the crowd. "Everyone! Get in a line, and you are allowed to be in a group this month. Choose wisely, because if someone in your group is bad, you too will be going down with them," Leon announced as he and a few other men sat down at a table. There was a stage in front of the table, and the crowd was facing towards the stage. "First!" Leon ordered the first people to come up since it was a group. There were four people in their group and they each had parts where they sing alone. When the chorus came they all sang together in perfect harmony. I didn't know the song, though.
The line kept going and going. Each time a person, or group, finished performing, the men at the table would give a nod, ask for their names, and they'd write something on their paper. I leaned to the right, my breaths of air coming shortly when I saw that there were only about fifteen people in front of us.
Nicholas pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Everything will be okay. I promise," he whispered in my ear, his breath fanning onto my neck. I shivered, my heart thumping loudly, but this time it wasn't because of my fear of us going on the stage. Butterflies were flying in my stomach, and the chaotic feelings going through my body made me pull away from Nick.
I can't do this. Not right now, I don't think ever. I'm pretty sure I will die because I know my singing isn't amazing like the people here.
It turns out the people ahead of us were only groups, not individuals. There were about six groups there, and it only was about twenty minutes until Nicholas and I were up. As I walked onto that stage with everyone's eyes on me, my legs were shaking.
"How are you feeling?" Nicholas looked at me in concern.
"I'm alri-" I cut myself off, realizing I shouldn't lie to him. "I'm nervous. My legs are shaking like mad."
"Well that's better than you passing out on me, isn't it?" Nick chuckled, lightening up my mood a bit. I nodded, looking out at the people staring. We weren't going to have any music, and I obviously just realized that now because I didn't pay attention to the other groups that well.
Leon sat in the middle of the men and he nodded, which was a signal telling us to start. I start out with the first part of the song, and even the upbeat part I sang alone. Nicholas and I had planned to sing together near the end of the song. We practiced this song a lot, and it was the first song we sang together. The first time we sang this together was about three days ago, so we didn't really have that long to prepare.
I honestly think we ended the song really well because everybody was clapping, excluding the guards. Of course, they tried to keep everyone quiet.
"Your names?" Leon asked us, his pen in his hand.
"Charlotte Miller and Nicholas McCurdy," Nicholas answered for both of us. He nodded, dismissing us. We walked off the stage and waited for the performances to finish. I felt the nervousness coil in my stomach as people messed up. I hate this.
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