Chapter 2: Not the time of our lives

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I make my way to 'backstage' a.k.a. the cafeteria. "Ms. Marine. Your late." "I'm sorry Mr. Brady. It won't happen again." " There is no next time. Now get into performance order." We go into three lines. Each section is different. We have the sopranos on the right. Then the altos, tenors and baritones. "Listen up everyone. This is the last performance for the seniors. So let's get out there and make it count." "Here we go." says Ali. We walk onto the risers. You can here our principal talking. He said that we will perform along with the orchestra and band, along with some other people.
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"Hey Phebs. You did a good job." says Flynn. "Thanks." I give him a hug. I just got off stage after singing three songs. We take a seat in the auditorium. "I'll go get some snacks." says Flynn. They just finished the concert and are taking a break. "Sure." " Hey" "Hey Flynn..... Wait. Your not. What's with the....."

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