𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑫𝑶𝑴 ࿐ ˎˊ˗
❝ THIS IS TRUE 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗢𝗠, BABY! WE'RE ON
TOP OF THE WORLD!❞
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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, a group of boys work their way to the top, al...
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𝓝EW 𝓔DITION'S members sat in the studio bored to death, listening to Ralph sing. Clara tried to ignore the obvious tension in the room between all the boys and Ralph, but it was impossible.
"Would you love me? When nights are cold? Would you love me? When I grow old?" Ralph sang a sweet tune, glancing at Clara.
The Monet girl pretended not to notice the pleading emotion in his voice. Her heart ached for him but she couldn't give him what he wanted.
"Would you care? Well, babe, it's not easy! Take me by surprise." Ralph cried out.
Bobby rolled his eyes, Ronnie looked like a wounded puppy, and Ricky was irritated.
"Man, when they gone let us hit the mic?" Mike questioned, repeatedly tossing a dice in the air and catching it out of clear boredom.
"Don't look at me. Talk to him. But I know I'm singing lead on at least one song." Bobby tilted his head forward towards the manager, sighing.
"What's the reason for these vocal rehearsals five days a week? So they can sit in there and be Janet and Michael, while the rest of us sit back here and be Tito and Jermaine?" Ricky complained.
"Shoot, we ain't even that. More like Randy." Ronnie vocalized, leaning his face on his hand as he continued to watch Ralph in the booth.
"It's not fair. Brooke would've never did something like this." Clara stated.
"I miss my uncle, man." Ronnie looked sad, his mouth dropping into a frown. Clara leaned next to him, putting her head on his shoulder.
