A/N: The most perfectly accurate picture I could find ;)
Chapter 8
"This is highly intimidating, I feel like I'm being interviewed," Avi frowns a little, looking across at the three singers on the other side of the table to him.
"For all intents and purposes, you are," Scott shrugs, trying to sound smart and not smile at just how low Avi's voice was when they were just chatting with him.
Mitch rolls his eyes, "Scotty's being ridiculous," he says and slides his chair around, which Kirstie does at the exact same time. The two lock eyes and burst out in laughter while Avi leans back, a little surprised and completely unsure of what was going on.
Scott looks either side of himself then back at Avi, "And now there's someone on every side," he offers Avi a reassuring smile that comes off overly enthusiastic.
Avi leans back further in his chair, more scared than ever.
Watching Avi, Kirstie stops laughing, "No guys," she turns to Scott and Mitch, "We're not coming off so great."
"We're not weird Avi," Scott says quickly.
"No clearly not because you're all pretty mainstream."
Mitch reels back, clearly offended, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"You're Warblers, you don't even bother with the other groups, who are probably much nicer people by the way and I'm not afraid to say that."
"They are, they're way nicer," Kirstie nods in agreement. "But I don't think you've gotten the whole story. Mitch was never a Warbler, I got kicked out and Scott quit."
Avi watches her carefully, looking for a tell of her lying to him. When he's satisfied that she's told the truth he gives her a small nod and turns back to Scott as the blonde starts to talk again.
"It was pretty major, I mean Hunter's just a dick and he never gave you a chance, also not to sound like a stalker here but I googled you and he really should have given you a chance," he laughs a little.
"Why should he have? I don't look right remember?"
"Because you have an amazing talent Avi, that's why we've come to you. I've never personally met someone that can sing as low as you can... like seriously you have something super special up in that throat," he points with a chuckle at Avi.
Kirstie and Mitch turn a warm smile on Avi.
"Okay so now that you've finished being weirdly nice, what do you actually want. Because if I remember correctly... Scott right? Yeah if I remember correctly that the first thing you ever said to me was something about being a monster now suddenly it's amazing? What do you want?"
"Well clearly someone has completely stomped out your trust... um well we want you to join our group."
"What group?" Avi frowns, looking between the three of them, "New Directions, Vocal Adrenaline?"
"No our new currently unnamed group," Scott nods with a grin.
"And how many people are in this group?"
Kirstie jumps in before Scott can say something stupid and sarcastic that might ruin their chances, "Four... that'd be including you though," she bites her lip, looking down a little as she reaches out to take a hold of Avi's hand. She leans over the table, taking full advantage of the fact that she was wearing a low cut top and looks up at him through her eyelashes, "You have no idea how much it would mean to me... I mean us if you join, I would appreciate it so much," she doesn't even bother to "correct" herself over the second 'I' in her mini speech. She keeps her eyes locked with his until his slip down, they're back up just as quickly and his face goes tomato red. He immediately pulls away from her and stands up clumsily knocking over his chair and it loudly clatters.
Kirstie continues to stare at him while he struggles to find his words, she keeps the same look on and same position that keeps him stumbling.
The bass runs his hands over his face, taking a deep breath turns to Scott, "I'll do it... I just have to, um go... yeah, go now, we talk... ahh, can talk later. We can talk later," he nods, giving him the thumbs up. He manages to avoid looking at Kirstie again, almost tripping over the chair he knocked over and tries to stand it up. When it won't stay, he just runs to the door, struggling with the door handle for a moment before rushing out of the room, letting the door accidentally slam shut behind him.
Scott sat with his hand over his grin, as it had been from the second he'd realised what his best friend was doing. "I can't believe you just did that!" he says loudly behind his hand.
"Hey don't complain, it worked. She's just lucky he's not gay, although to be honest I even had a hard time not looking. Honey, you were practically falling out of your top," Mitch laughs and Scott and Kirstie joined in.
"You're such a tease!" Scott cackles, swinging in his chair.
Kirstie shrugs, "Well we have a bass, I say we celebrate my victory with dinner, Scott's shout," she smirks.
A/N: I'd just like to say thank you everyone one for all the votes and comments, they really keep me motivated, so much so that I'm promising that when I get to 500 views, 100 votes and 50 comments... I'll start a new PTX story alongside this one. You don't have to worry about me diverting my attention at all since I already have so much of the other one written. I hope to get to my target soon so you guys can start reading this new story of mine that I'm really excited about!! :D
YOU ARE READING
Pentatonix
Fanfic"It is not against the rules. In fact the minimum is four... It's just never been done before." "It's never been done before because you cannot possibly get everything you need from five people. You just can't." "Can't isn't a word." "Well it's the...
