The New Manager (Pentatonix)

25.

"Okay, Michelle! We're gonna get our fangirl on!" Esther yelled out from a couch in the amnesiac's apartment.

Michelle ran to Esther, plopping down beside her.

"What are we watching?" She asked, curious.

Esther giggled. "Old Pentatonix videos!''

They huddled together, staring at the small laptop screen.

Kevin walked past the two of them, and almost died laughing.

"You're watching those old things? Why?!" He was doubled over... it appeared painful.

Esther smiled. "I thought that I'd start from the very beginning. It's a very good place to start."

Michelle didn't even notice their bickering, as she was completely focused on the video.

The dog days are over...

Of course, Avi walked in.

"Esther... that better not be dog days." He warned.

The dog days are gone...

Everyone laughed as Avi cried.

"NoooOoooooooOOoooooooOoooooOoooOOooo! Let it die!" He groaned.

He left, his head hanging.

Looking at his defeated and now retreating figure, they burst out laughing again.

"Esthie... I don't know this guy. I don't know him at all. The subtitle here says 'Mitch', but I don't know him. Who is he?" Michelle asked, meekness newly audible in her wavering tone.

"Oh honey. That's Mitch. The tenor... that's you.'' She said, sweetly.

Michelle's face went blank. A look of immense confusion covered her face, and her hands started to shake- not that anyone noticed it.

"P-pardon?" She whispered.

"That's you. You're Mitch." Esther said again, studying his reaction.

"No... no I'm not. I'm Michelle. I'm not Mitch. I'm clearly not a guy. I mean, look at me! I'm wearing a dress! And heels! And makeup! Guys can't do that!" Michelle yelled at Esther.

"I hate having to use this logic... but what's in your pants? You're a guy." Esther said, stressing the last word.

"How do you know that I'm not just a transgirl? That would make sense," Michelle yelled again.

"When you take off your wig, what's there?" She asked.

Michelle snatched it off, revealing a bald head.

Esther gasped.

"I woke up one morning and it was all gone. Maybe I'm sick or something." Michelle shrugged.

Esther officially lost her cool, and started screaming.

"I've done everything for you, you ungreatful asshole! EVERYTHING! I gave you a new identity! I set everything up! I gave you a new job! Hell, I even found an apartment for you! I payed all your medical bills, I pay for all your new female clothes, I do EVERYTHING! Maybe you're SICK? NO! MAYBE YOU JUST CAN'T PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR FUCKING ASS FOR FIVE BLOODY MINUTES AND ACTUALLY BE YOU! Goddamn you, Mitch!"

She whipped the messed up wig at Michelle, stalking out of the apartment.