SOPHIE'S POV
Six Track does not know how to work together.
They have no chemistry with each other whatsoever.
I get it's a competition, but it's essentially a group competition.
Half of them don't even look happy.
And they're sing There's Nothing Holding Me Back!
An upbeat song!
At times like this, I just want to go outside and take a few puffs of my juul.
"Take it from the chorus." I said playing the track.
"Better!" I yelled.
"Okay stop again." I said cutting the track.
"The only person who looks happy and getting into it is Michael. Y'all look like it's a death march. I know we're on a time crunch but start doing your facials and getting into the song now. It's better you do it now then last minute on stage tomorrow." I explained.
"Chours again." I said playing the track.
"Good Andrew." I said.
"Awesome Michael." I said.
"Better Gavin." I said.
"We're gonna run it more time." I said.
I watched them.
"Give me more Dorian and Mikey." I said.
"Thank you." I said.
"Alright. Better than how it was four hours ago. Just remember your stage presence is everything. See y'all tomorrow." I said.
Mikey came up to me.
"Hey sorry I wasn't really in to it. Guess I'm just nervous." He said.
"Quite alright, darling." I said.
"Could I get your number?" He asked.
I wrote it on the back of his hand.
