Chapter 70

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The group led Chelsea to the music rooms as it was her first lesson in their class. They were greeted by their teacher who announced that they would be playing a game and that boy's had to stand one side of the room, girls on the other. More and more of the class filled in until everyone was there.

"Okay class I want each group to pick one singer." The girls huddled together and naturally, Ashlynne was the loudest.

"I think it should be me!" She declared.

"Well, I think Skye." Chelsea said nervously.

"Wha-"

"Yeah me too."

"And me." In fact all of the girls except the blonde herself nominated her. Their teacher clapped her hands gaining the attention of the teens.

"Can the nominees please step forward?" Skye stepped forward and watched as Rocky did the same.

"Oh my god are you serious?" They groaned together.

"This is gonna be hilarious." Everest laughed.

"Yeah 'cause we're gonna win." Chase smirked. Skye shot him a death glare.

"What was that Chase?"she challenged, earning an amused 'oh' from the boy's.

"N-nothing."

"Good."

"Anyway. This is going to be a sing off. I'm going to play a backing track and you two have to sing parts of songs that fit. Okay?"

The siblings nodded as their teacher searched for a song. Before either of the siblings could make a witty remark, the backing track to Havana started up. Skye nodded to Rocky indicating that he could start.

Rocky: Well sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water.

Skye: Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City I'm a thousand miles away but girl tonight.

Skye held up her finger to keep the grey haired boy quiet.

Skye: we could've had it all rolling in the deep.

Rocky: let's get it started ha let's get it started in here. let's get it started ha let's get it started in here.

Skye: Yeah. Yeah. Shawty got down low say come and get me. Yeah, yeah I was so caught up. Mmm

Rocky: it's close to midnight, something evil's lurking in the dark.

Skye: beautiful girls all over the world, I could be chasing but my time would be wasted.

Rocky: 'cause of you like the way you look that much oh baby you should go and love yourself.
I'm in a fast car, I'm gonna take it to anywhere, maybe we can make a deal. You and me together.

Skye: oh baby imma pick you up. Hold on 'cause my door don't shut. Oh baby if my car break down, imma drive while you push it out.

Rocky: you are, my fire the one desire.

Skye: one, don't pick up the phone, you know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone. Two.

Rocky: I'm in love with the shape of you, push and pull like a magnet do.

Skye: you are unforgettable, I need to get you alone.

Rocky: you just want attention, you don't want my heart. Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new.

Skye: just hold on we're going home, yeah yeah just hold on we're going home, yeah.

Both: Havana oh na na. Half of my heart is in Havana oh na na.

Rocky: twenty-four carat magic in the air.

(Skye: Havana oh na na, all of my heart is in)

Both: Havana. There's something 'bout his manners. Havana oh na na.

The class applauded and the teacher announced the girls as the winners. After a few rounds, Ashlynne's hand shot up.

"Miss. Miss, can we do a group on group sing off but our own original songs?" She smirked, giving a joyful Skye a sideways glance.

"Good idea Ashlynne. What groups do you propose?"

"Mine and Skye's." The Paw Patrol all simultaneously looked up and at one another.

"Okay," Zuma said, stepping forward. "Game on."

The two groups divided up and whispered up each other.

"Why don't you sing Tea and Toast? We haven't released a video on it yet." Rubble whispered to Skye.

"But we have to sing as a group." She thought aloud.

"It's an original song." Chelsea reasoned.

"Sí Amiga." Tracker nodded.

"Okay. I will." The groups turned around and faced one another.

"Go on." Chase nodded to the other group. As they started singing, Skye's heart dropped.

"Tom was born in 1942, with eyes  of blue..."

Skye ran from the room with Chase hot on her heels.

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