While we were waiting for results, the hosts at our last competition played I Want It That Way and Sweet Caroline. It was great for morale and hype, since it was, like, 10:00 PM and half of us were tired, but bad for my voice, as I screamed along. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of the show choirs trying to teach the host school's resource officer how to floss. He also had a pair of clout glasses/goggles folded over his vest.
I tried flirting with a girl from a different choir, but I just ended up complimenting her eyeliner. Really though, those wings were sharp enough to slice vegetables.
