Fanfiction: Season 1

Twenty-nine: Get a Room

ETHAN POV

"Please, Alya!" I begged.
"No. F*ck you." the Australian said digging into the fridge and grabbing out a can of pringles.
"Why are there pringles in the fridge?" I questioned.
"Because I put them there." she crunched on a chip.
"Why?"
"So your brother doesn't find them." she stated, eating another one.
"Okay...." I said, not wanting to know what they had going on this time. Just last night Grayson hid a can of pringles in a plant. He said that he didn't want Alya to find them.
"Anyways, I need you to sing. Me and Gray are not doing it." I said. We were doing a battle of the bands thing for our next competition.
Alya, Gray, and I were on a team.
"I don't sing." she said walking away.
She stopped in front of an indoor plant and grabbed another can of pringles out of it.
"Tell your brother he's gonna have to try a little harder than this." she said gesturing to the plant, before walking away.
I shake my head. Why are women so stubborn?
"Hey." Luna smiles at me as she walks into the kitchen.
"Hey." I replied, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her close to me as she tried to walk by.
"That was smooth." she giggled.
"I try." I shrugged my shoulders before leaning in and kissing her.
We hadn't announced that we were dating or anything yet, but we really didn't hide the fact from anyone.
"NO PDA in the house." Neveah said. Her and Catalina had just entered the room.
"Yeah. Get a room." Catalina said.
"Fine with me." I smiled, as I took Luna by the hand and lead her towards the bedroom.

JAMES POV

"We're gonna win this b*tch, sisters." I said to Eugene and Neveah. We were practicing for the battle of the bands. Eugene was gonna play the keyboard while Neveah and I sang the song Stay by Rihanna.
"Yeah we got this one in the bag." Neveah cheered, high fiving the both of us.
We ended up taking a break around 5 p.m. Our song was coming along fantastically.
We were gonna be so amazing. There was no doubt in my mind that we would lose.

BLAIR POV

"I wanna sing lead." Marissa said.
Her, Shawn, and I were all in a group for the battle of the bands.
"No. Shawn should sing lead so that we win. He's a professional." I rolled my eyes.
"I want to impress Ethan!" she whined.
"You're not impressing anyone by impersonating a dying horse." I scoffed.
"Stop being a b*tch." Marissa said to me.
"Then stop singing. I'd rather no go deaf." I snapped, turning away from the ditz.
I found myself looking at Shawn.
Shawn had been sitting over in the corner, strumming on a guitar.
I could hear him murmuring the words to a song.
We were outside by the pool and the sunlight glinted off his hair and his brown eyes sparkled.
He looked kinda.....cute.
He suddenly looked up and smiled at me.
I quickly turned away, silently cursing myself for staring.
"So, um, what are we singing?" I asked.
"Ooh! Let's do like something by Post Malone or Eminem." Marissa said.
"Uh, no." I said cringing. I hate that kind of music.
"Don't tell me no! Do you know who my dad is? I will sue you for everything you own." Marissa spat.
"Do you know who my cousin is? She's the Queen of England. I wouldn't mess with my family if I were you." I snapped back at her.
Shawn laughed at us.
"Quit arguing. Let's take a break and we can figure something out later." He smiled at us, before running inside.
"Sure, whatever." I said, following his lead.
We took a ten minute break and were about to go figure out what song we wanted to do, but we couldn't find Marissa. Anywhere.
"Let me look upstairs." I said to Shawn, before rushing up to where our rooms were.
She didn't seem to be in any of the rooms, but the bathroom door was closed.
I opened the door to the bathroom and saw Marissa with an iPhone in hand.
She suddenly looked up at me, and dropped the phone in shock.
"You-you broke the rules!" I whisper-yelled.
I started to back away, but Marissa moved fast. grabbing my arm, pulling me into the bathroom, and shutting and locking the door.
"Let me out." I told her.
"No. Are you stupid. I know your gonna tell on me." Marissa whispered.
"I'll scream." I threatened.
"Wait! Don't you wanna see what everyone is saying about you?"
I thought second.
I do wanna know....
"Fine. Hand me your phone."
Marissa handled me her phone, and the first app I saw open was for Sixteen Magazine. There was an article titled Fanfiction Faves. It had each of the contestants pictures and a blurb of words underneath it.