Seven (Cimorelli's story)

Katherine. Pride.

"Watch."

I handed album pages with words written on them to my sisters.

"What is it?" Amy asked irritably.

"This Is the words of the new cover song," i told proudly. "Read, learn, your solos are there too."

And I came out with a satisfied smile in the hallway of the music room.

"Katherine." I heard footsteps and puzzled exclamation Christina.

I groaned and turned around.

"What?"

"What?" Sister's eyebrows shot up, "Why did you give it to us?" Christina shook me a piece of paper.

"Well, I told you." I handed, amazed how stupid is my sister "a new cover."

"You didn't consulted with us!"

"So what?"

"So what?!" Christina looked at me as if seen for the first time in my life "We are a group, do you remember? You didn't even consulted with us!"

"Why?" I blinked and said proudly, "it was my idea. To create a group."

"I Created a group!"

"No. You just created a band. And I suggested to spread covers. So, if I had not, we would now cover not selected."

Christine looked at me for a moment, then grinned and broke her piece.

I shrugged.

"Your problems. If you do not want to sing that song - ok. We'll sing without you."

I saw the astonished face of my older sister, smiled proudly, and went up the stairs.