Not always so pitch perfect - Donlad fanfiction

Just a walk

The trebles were actually more interesting then I had expected. They even sang another song for me and it was pretty awesome, but I felt like it was time for me to get moving on. Leaving the activities fair was harder then I thought it was going to be. shortly after I got away from the trebles Donald came jogging up behind me.

"Hey melody wait ill walk with you for a bit."

"Um ok but there really isn't much to look at most of these clubs are lame or trying to hard."

I tried to play off my nervousness, why was I so nervous?

"That's ok I have the trebles anyway. Music is my first love." He talked so nonchalant yet matter of fact. I didn't know what to make of it. they way he spoke make you feel like it was all an act but the way he looked at you made you feel like there was no way you couldn't trust him.

After a few minutes of awkward silence and me pretending to be interested in papers I picked up as we walked he spoke up.

"So what are you into?"

"Well I've been dancing since I was 3 and its a really big part of my life but when I was 8 my parents give me piano lessons and I've been hooked on music ever since."

Part of me regretted telling him all of that. Was I getting way to personal with someone I met in the hallway just that morning?

"Oh well how long have you been singing?"

"What?"

"Over the weekend I went into the art room and you were in there working on some painting and singing to some girly song on your iPod. I thought It was weird that someone was in there before move in day so I stuck around a bit to see who you were. You sing pretty good."

pink was swelling in my cheeks and we stopped walking to stand on the grassy hill called the quad.

"Oh I didn't know anyone was there, I don't really sing for people I'm not that good."

"No it was really good, otherwise I wouldn't have been looking for you this morning in the dorms. I really wanted to tell you about the auditions."

I looked away for a second taken back by his persistence, he really wants me to audition, but why?

"The trebles don't have girls, and IF I'm as good as you say then why would you want to give your opposition an edge?"

"I guess i like a little competition."

He flashed me his smile one last time and handed me a paper and turning back to were the trebles were in one swift movement.

"See ya there beautiful." he called back not even bothering to turn and look at me as he said it.

I looked down at the paper in my hands. I really didn't know what to make of all this. should I leery of him? I did hear from some girls that he was a player. Or should I be more worried about him watching me the other day? maybe just this once ill take a leap into the unknown. I did know one thing for sure, I HAD to be at that audition.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~le time skip~

I had gone back to my room and threw away all the papers I had accumulated over the afternoon except for one. I didn't have the heart to do it at the fair with all of them looking at me.

The one that I kept I unfolded and studied it carefully. All the people auditioning were to sing part of since you've been gone I wasn't always the best with pop culture but  did know this one. for good measure i printed out the sheet music and sat at the piano.

I felt so safe, so at home under a piano. But what I was about to do scared me more then any dance solo or piano recital id ever done. I was about to make a fool of my self before I even get the chance to make friends.

Slowly my fingers found the starting notes. I taped out the rhythm and off I was. If this was just a piano audition id come in first but this was singing a whole different story. I sang the intro then the bridge then finally the chorus. Once I got through that once i stopped.

"Can I even do this? I don't even think I can sing much less make into a group like the Bella's. Ill be lucky if the high notes even take me."

With a sigh I went back to the beginning to try again. I was determined to impress Donald. I mean he did tell his friends about me, how would he look if I went out there sounding terrible. They'd probably question his spot on the team. No I cant let that happen.

My excuse was that it was for Donald but really deep down the thought of being a part of something like that really interested me. As a dancer girls move or they leave the studio, they quite or with my insane mother as the teacher shed cut them from the competition team for being "weak". I guess I never really had to many friends. So the idea of being with a group of girls that had to be together all the time AND my mother wasn't hanging termination over there head really excited me. If I make it its because they wanted me for me and my talent.

so step one get over my fear.