Fragrance *Going Threw Extreme Editing*

12. Its like a movie

"Not really sure how to feel about it.

Something in the way you move

Makes me feel like I can't live without you.

It takes me all the way.

I want you to stay

It's not much of a life you're living

It's not just something you take - it's given" Sang a screeching voice in the other room.

"Kathrine I told you sing Adele not Rihanna." I screamed

"But Adele isn't in the my category." She said pointing at the paper.

"Neither Is Rihanna. Kathrine try something easier to sing." I said snatching the paper out if her hands.

"Fine then you sing a song on this paper." She said crossing her arms.

I went through the papers and saw my favorite song 'Headphones' by Britney Nichole.

" She gave it her best

She tried to fit in

She tried to be cool

But she never could win

Her mom says she's great

The kids think she's weird

Honestly she wish she could disappear

Why you try, try to be like the rest of them

When you know there's so much more within

There's only one you

Here's what ya' gotta do"

"Lesli you're voice is perfect com and join the singing club with me?" Pleaded Kathrine.

"Really should I. I don't know."

"Omg we would definitely win! And pummel EastWood High School."

"No"

"With you're soft voice we would be in reginals for the first time."

"No"

"I better call Danielle he would be over joyed."

"No"

"Or should I call Miles at EastWood High School."

"Huh?"

"First you should try singing in front of Denver High School."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

I screamed and covered my ears. It reminded me of my 4th grade school play. When it was my time to sing Michael Howard's thought it was funny to push me into the pigs mud bath. Instead of pushed me into the pigs mud bath I got pansed. And my pink underwear with pictures of bunny's and a white puffy Cotten tail at the back. The entire audience and the forth grade class laughed at me. I cried for 3 days straight.

Kathrine continued to blab her mouth about. When she mentioned finals it reminded me of another scaring thing that happens when I was in 6th grade. My hip hop teacher told us that we made it to finals. When we got there Lika said that her stomach wasn't feelin well. When we were performing she farted are way up to 3rd place but it was so bad that I threw up on the judges then passed out. I threw are way down to 11th place. I was so embarrassed that I stopped going to dance an became a ballerina.

"Sis I'm not gonna sign up for the singing club."

"What why?"

"I have audience fright."