Hidden Talent

Chapter 45 - Red Carpet Entrance

^^^Ever's outfit overall is above^^^

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"What's happening in here," Cyan came walking in the practice room where I was currently in with Calibur a few feet away.

"Nothing much," I answered, looking up at him and away from the book that was placed on my lap.

"Literally," Cal quipped, which gained him a glare from me. He just winked

"Choosing a song for the week takes time, right Cyan?"

"Of course. It usually takes me two hours to find my songs for the week."

"But you can't sing just any song. You have a unique style. Your voice isn't suited to do just any song."

"Ouch, ok. My styles not unique-"

"Ever, I didn't mean-"

"Cal's right Cyan," I smiled at him, ignoring Cal's shocked face.

"I am?"

"You do have a special voice. One that I'd have my iPod on loop with your songs. You better make them good, I don't want to hear just any type of jam seeping into my brain."

He chuckled, "Of course Ever. I'll write one especially for you just in case you don't like the others, you'll have one to have on replay."

"That's my guy," I patted his back on my way out the room leaving both men behind.

I needed a breath of fresh air and hopefully, something comes in mind for a song.

I was swinging on a hammock, under a huge shady tree with the sun seeping between the leaves, some rays of the sun hit my eyes I had to shift in my spot to move away from the light.

It was getting chilly out and I knew I wouldn't stay out for so long or I might get a cold or something. I tried searching my brain for an idea.

"Looky here," I heard a feminine voice speak out behind me, I felt myself jump a bit before turning, looking over my shoulder and seeing who it was. Kalista.

Really? Out of everyone who lives in this house, it has to be Kalista and her posse?

"What do you want Kalista?" I pulled up my hoodie to block the wind that arose, from hitting me and freezing my face. 

"You know, I don't see what the big deal is with you?" She tipped her head to the side as she put on a thinking face that consisted of making a duck face. She placed her hand on her hip, the two girls behind her did the same pose, copying her.

"What are you talking about," I furrowed my eyebrows, confused.

"Oh, nothing much," she smirked with an evil look painted on her face. She turned around dramatically sashaying her way back inside the house.

"Oh, and honey. One more thing," she paused. "Um, isn't that your stuff lying around in the kitchen?" she pointed over to the window that looked into the kitchen.

I squinted my eyes. I couldn't see much from my position so I got up to get a closer look. Clothes littered all over the place. It looked like there was an explosion and instead of fireworks coming out, it was clothes.

It didn't register in my brain that it was my clothes until I saw Calibur's Invader Zim blanket that I stole from him lying on the floor with dirty footprints staining the furry material.

"No," I slide the door open to enter. I looked back to where the girls were standing before but they were already gone.

"I'm going to get them back for this," I gritted, my hands aching from how tight I was clenching my fist, they started turning white.