Crystal's P.O.V (lol sorry I used my own name but I won't use my last name)
It's the day of the auditions and we're all currently dancing to the choreography we were assigned to learn.
A few minutes later they finish the auditions. They told us all to close our eyes and we did. I felt something cover my eyes, like a blindfold, then I'm led somewhere I have no idea where. I'm assuming they're doing the same to everyone else.
"Okay guys open your eyes, and take the blindfold off" the instructor said.
I took my blind fold off and saw no other than Mitch Grassi, Scott Hoying, Kirsten Maldonado, Avi Kaplan and Kevin Olusola. Woah. Did I get in? I think I got in.
Just as I was about to attempt to speak up, Avi spoke.
"Hello our new dancers!" Well then. That confirms my question. OMFG!! I look to see who else got in and I see a boy I didn't notice before during the audition. He's beautiful. Okay that's not really how you describe a guy but seriously. He's fucking Gorgeous.
"How about we introduce each other? Let's start with you shall we?" Kirsten said, pointing to the Beautiful guy.
"Hi, my name is Karter Jones, I'm 15 uh yeah"
It goes along the line
"Hi, my names Grace Blaine, and I'm 16"
"Hello, my names Alex Jones, Karter's Twin Sister, I'm also 15"
Oh god okay my turn. "H-hey my name is Crystal Brown, I'm 15"
Woah okay, didn't stutter too much okay, good.We were then told to go and get to know each other, so I turned around and didn't not expect to see Karter coming up to me with his beautiful smile.
"Hey Crystal. I'm Karter. Wow you already know that. Jeez Karter just talk to her properly" he whispered that last part. I don't think I was meant to hear it.
"H-hey kar-Karter" jeez again with the stuttering.
"Okay I'm just going to blurt this out. Crystal, you are Literally the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Now it sounds Cliche, I know, but I'm actually serious" holy fuck. Did...? Did he just say that? Shit I need to say something.
"I like your face" Wow. Real smart Crystal. Real fucking smart.
"Haha, uh thanks. people tend to think I'm some emo freak, so I didn't really expect that" emo freak? What the fuck?
"I know right. Such a terrible insult if you ask me even if it does hurt when certain people say it"
"Crap, did I say that out loud?" God damnit!
"Yeah. Yeah you did"
After talking for god knows how long we get called to meet pentatonix.
"Wait Crystal?! Could maybe uhh I don't know, get your number?"
"Yeah of course. Here, pass me your phone and I'll put it in and text myself" he passes his phone and I put my number in, sending myself a cheeky message.
"You're hot? Really?" He asks amused. I giggle and nod. But then knowing me, once I start laughing I can't stop. I eventually have to hold onto him for support and when I do, we both gasp, and look at each other. That felt like, like fireworks or something.
It stop me from laughing completely.
I reach out and touch him again, and the same thing! This is creepy, but I also got some kind of tingle in my gut. Weird. We realised we were just standing there and we got called like 3 minutes ago.
"We better get going. I wanna meet Mitch and Scott. And the others of course, I just have this weird obsession for gay men. Don't ask" I then grab his wrist and walk off with him to where everyone else is.
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Auditions
FanfictionBased off a dream I had. Warning: sex scenes. Self harm (again, not much but a bit of talk about it). And talk about depression. May be disturbing to some people