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E M E L Y
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The entire two weeks were sleeping, eating, practice, eating, doing whatever you want, sleeping. Each day, all day, every day. Eventually we could play the entire song from mind and spend the time in the studio starting to study chords from other songs we might play.
Today we're finally starting the next round. We're expected at studio A12 at ten am. Currently it's nine am and we're getting ready. I'm getting a sandwich from the fridge. We decided to buy them as going out every single time to eat would get too expensive.
"Emely, you ready for it?" John asks, coming to stand next to me to eat as well.
"I am. I got the chords and lyrics good. I can't do more than my best you know?"
"Definitely. I hope you guys get in. It would be amazing."
"It would be. We can't do more than hoping trough."
"I think you'll get in."
"We're not sure through. You heard the Jonas Brothers."
"It wasn't a good day. And this song suits you guys better."
"That's true."
"Also, they might talk to you guys while waiting, so I got these masks so you don't have to show your face. They're all black and yeah. Just in case."
"Thanks John. That's great." I turn towards him and smile.
"It's nothing." He hands the bag to me. I put my sandwich down and look in the bag. They're really just plain masks, covering your whole face. Kind of boring, but better than nothing.
"Guys, we have to go. If you still need to eat, take a sandwich and eat in the car. We have to go now. Hurry up."
Alex and Mike appear from their bedroom, and Day exits the bathroom. We shut all doors and leave the apartment, for what might be the last time.
We got informed that if you're in, you're taken to the judges house immeadiatly and get new clothes and such there.
We get in the car and go on the drive. I hope it's going to be good this time.
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We enter the room of contestants. Public had to go to another room, which meant we're separated from John.
"There are two couches free over there, should we sit down?" Mike suggests.
In silent agreement we walk over to the corner Mike pointed to. Others are all talking with each other, but in our corner it's silent. All of us worried about what's going to happen.
We know that we can play the song, and that it's good, but last time we thought that, the Jonas brothers thought otherwise. I sigh.
We choose a song with care, and we're going to let them know that. We agreed that before the song starts, I'll say that this is dedicated to the Jonas brothers, but Day'll start playing after that.
Long enough to think but not long enough to let them say anything. Hopefully they can appreciate it.
"We are really going to do this now." Mike looks up at all of us.
