The one where the choir gets sold to One Direction

Chapter One: The Sale

It's a beautiful sunny day. Center Stage and Choraleers were singing beautifully. Maryann Lambrect burst into the room exclaiming "gotta pay the bills somehow. I sold you guys to a new owner."

"Wait you can't do that. We're minors with parents." said Ryan Lucas Cleasby with his piercing blue eyes and bald face.

"I have these permission slips that your parents signed, they didn't read the fine print!" She said with her piercing blue eyes.

We all threw on our Abercrombie sweatshirts and put our long blonde hair into messy buns. We put on mascara and went to open the door with shaking hands. The door flew open before we could touch it and strolling in with piercing blue eyes came all five members of one direction.

"Wait a minute," said Elly with her piercing blue eyes "you guys aren't a thing anymore!"

"We got back together," said Niall with his piercing blue eyes, "Maryann and her piercing blue eyes told us about you and we couldn't miss this opportunity"

We all shook with excitement as we followed one direction out the door to their tour bus.

One direction batted their eyes at us and we all blushed, embarrassed but also flattered. They look our bodies up and down with their piercing blue eyes and whisper in a husky tone, "why don't you sing us a song?"

"Okay." We said. So we sang them the entirety of Super Bass by Nicky Minaj followed by Starships by Nicky Minaj then Anaconda by Nicky Minaj all starring Joe Antrim and his piercing blue eyes.

One direction looked at us fondly.
"We want you to go on tour with us." They said with their piercing blue eyes. They looked at us and licked their pupils.

We all got excited and clapped our hands, except for Ryan Lucas Cleasby and his bald face, who was a little creeped out by the whole eye licking thing.

The tour bus sped to out first hotel on the way. We all went to the pool at the hotel and clamored into the hot tub. Things were heating up as one direction looked us over, lingering at our revealing bathing suits and slowly traveling downwards. Their gaze became more intense as they locked eyes with the choir.

"I think we should take this back to the room," they said with their piercing blue eyes, "You know, the one room we're all sharing.
We nodded in agreement, already getting out of the hot tub. In the elevator on the way up, beads of condensation began to form on the walls as the heat in the room manifested. Whether it was from the growing tension or the nearly 50 people in the elevator, no one could tell.

Once we reached our room the choir sat on the bed and one direction sat on the couch, our piercing blue eyes locked together in something between a dance and a battle for power. This went on for over two hour.
Once we were done staring at each other, one direction tucked us into bed and kissed us on the forehead goodnight.

"Sweet dreams" they whispered in a husky tone. We immediately passed out from exhaustion and excitement as a result from our eventful day.