A/N: I feel kinda like I'm on a roll, two chapters in a couple of days woo!! It's your comments and votes guys, thanks so much! And here you go :)
Chapter 6
Scott is sitting down in front of a computer screen in his dorm room with Mitch and Kirstie hovering over his shoulders. His hand is sitting on the mouse and finger paused ready to click.
He starts, "So if we get 100 views we do this?" he turns glancing at each of them in turn.
"Yep," says Kirstie in a high pitched nervous voice.
Scott nods slowly, and turns back to screen, staring at their set up.
"It's now or never," Mitch tells him with a reassuring nod.
Scott clicks the upload button and they all let out a deep breath.
"No going back now," Scott says and closes the widow, spinning in his seat to face them. He holds his hands up and Mitch and Kirstie slap them, their smiles growing. Suddenly they all cheer out jumping up and down.
"We actually did it!" Kirstie all but screams.
"We did! We freaking did!" Mitch cheers.
"We... oh my god what have we done?" Scott stops jumping, grabbing their arms to stop them too, they all exchange looks, wide eyed and frightened.
"No one's going to want to watch us, we're three absolutely lame choir nerds trying to sing a song that there was no way we pulled off," Kirstie starts off slow and gets quicker until she's almost hyperventilating. "If we (gasp) get (gasp) 100 (gasp) views (gasp) they're mocking us, she chokes out trying to catch her breath, she slowly goes to the ground latching onto Scott's arm to keep herself steady. She leans against his leg and wraps her arms around it as she continues to try and take deep breaths.
Scott watches her with concern, unsure of what he was supposed to do next, he didn't have a brown paper bag, he looks up at Mitch.
With a sigh Mitch crouches down next to Kirstie, "It's going to be fine, we were amazing, but most importantly we had fun and that's all that matters. Plus I've made two new super awesome friends, so bonus," he says the last bit in a sing song voice, looking between Scott and Kirstie, "So even if nothing comes of it or we end up being the most hated kids on campus, it's been good for us because you never know if you don't try. And that was me being inspirational, and now let's go do something fun!" he cheers, standing up and pulling Kirstie with him.
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Avi lays in the couch in his and Kevin's room with his arm draped over his face and snoring.
Kevin stands up from his desk quickly and walks over to Avi, roughly shaking him awake.
"OW!" he complains, trying to pull away from his roommate.
"You have to check this out!" Kevin tells him excitedly.
"Later, can't you see I'm sleeping," he mumbles.
"Well you're not actually because you're talking, but it's a video, you have to watch it."
"Why?"
"Because that girl you were trying to protect the other day is in it."
With that Avi jumps up and practically sprints the few steps to Kevin's desk and slams himself down into the seat.
"Just try calmly pressing play would you?" Kevin laughs, standing over his best friends shoulder to watch it again.
Avi starts it and leans in to watch. Sure enough the girl shows up, with two guys, he recognises Mitch and smiles a little, nothing compared to the grin his sported for the girl.
"You know..."
Avi holds up his hand, "Shush."
Kevin takes a step back in surrender before coming back to finish watching the video of these three people singing Telephone by Lady Gaga and Beyoncé, and completely acing it.
As the video finishes, Avi's smile drops, "That Mitch must have gotten in, those other two are Warblers."
"Into what?" Kevin frowns.
"The Warblers," he sighs.
"That sucks... they weren't even that good," he lies.
"Don't be stupid that was awesome," he shrugs.
"Well you know they'd be better off if they had you, those Warblers, they don't know what they're missing, I mean you won that award in High School and everything," Kevin smiles.
"None of it means anything because it's all about looks Kevin, doesn't matter if I have this award winning low voice, I don't look right! So that means I don't even get a chance to sing for them, show them what I can do."
"But why would you want to be in a group that treats people like that anyway?"
"That's not the point Kevin, they shouldn't be treating people like that in the first place, me and those other guys that got thrown out in a looks comparison thing should have all had our chance to sing. You know if I wasn't studding Opera, I'd stop singing all together just in protest, no one would ever hear my voice again."
Kevin sighs, "Don't be like that." He pauses, looking around their messy, typical boys dorm before back at Avi after a moment to think. "What if we did something and posted it to the school page like they did," he gestures back at his laptop. "Show them what they missed with you."
"What am I gonna sing while you play the cello, no one likes us Kev, we'll get laughed out of the place."
"No different to what they did, taking a chance and putting ourselves out there." He chooses not to bring up his other talent that he hadn't yet told Avi about, not until he agreed with his idea.
"But they're Warblers, they're popular, just look at how many views they got..." Avi turns back to the screen, "It's only been what, a few hours? 4000 views Kev, 4000, if we got that many it's because they'd be laughing. I'm not doing it," he says finally and storms over to his bed, dramatically dropping onto it and pulling the covers right over himself.
"Well that's a shame brotha' cause you never know what might have come of it."
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