Got The Magic In Me Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

"So, um, any choice of songs for a prom night at the Kreep house?" My gaze skimmed over my form. "I'm covered in chocolate," I hesitated, and he shot me a look of pure do-you-seriously-think-I-care. "Ed's Perfect would be great I guess." West groaned. "I knew it! You are so predictable sometimes, Aditi. I know nobody thinks this, but Perfect is so fucking overrated. But I shall comply with the 'Ed' part of your wish, m'lady," he bowed ridiculously, tapping his phone once. A beautiful guitar strum started coursing through the small room, followed by Ed's emotion-evoking voice.

Assuming we moved in together. I rushed home, prepared to surprise him. He offered to send a car to pick me up, but I quickly declined the offer. I liked walking. I took a few steps up the stairs and heard loud music. Singing. I cocked my head to the side. It was vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t quite place it. I pushed open the door and froze. Trent looked over his shoulder at me and smiled. “Hey, baby.” “Pitch Perfect. You’re watching Pitch Perfect.”

“Focus on our bond and the strength of my love.” She nods and takes another deep breath, blowing it out through pursed lips. I kiss her cheek and leave my nose there, my eyes closing to shut out the rest of the world. All that matters is her and giving her fuel for her gift. The other magic in the room is a distraction, and it doesn’t involve us. We have our part to play, and Maya and her mom will take care of the rest. “Deiectionem magicae turpi corpore.”

“Because I don’t want to feel powerless anymore. I need to understand the things I’ve seen. The things I’ve felt.” Her expression softened. “Good reasons. But magic isn’t just about wanting it. You’ll need commitment. Patience. Sacrifice.” “I’ll do whatever it takes,” I said, gripping the counter. “That’s what they all say at first,” she said with a faint smirk. “But you’re different, aren’t you?” “I’m ready,” I said firmly. She tilted her head as if considering. “You don’t have the air of a novice. You’ve brushed against magic before, haven’t you?”

It was our song, the song we all agreed was ours, Perfect by Ed Sheeran. I didn’t have to look at my brothers as we each went to one knee. “Riko Ayane Shiraishi, before you, we wouldn’t have dared to believe in fairytales.” I started. “But then all it took was one look, and each of us fell so deeply in love with you.” Elijah continued. “We knew in that instant there would never be anyone more perfect for us.” Darius said.

That forbidden magic, the one that's locked deep inside of me, the music is luring it in, begging me to release it and let it loose. In my mind's eye, I could see a key in the lock and a hand reaching out to turn the key; the magic was so close to being released, just a little to the left, my heart was racing with anticipation, and I could feel the goosebumps prickling on my skin as I eagerly awaited the sound of the lock clicking.

Like, life or death serious. When we reach the front I smile at the receptionist and she smiles back, waiting for our names. "Lyra Mae Miracle, Elena Cobalt, Jackson Carter, and Maxwell Imlay." She smiles once more and hands us our schedules. Immediately, Elena grabs everyone's and her face brightens. "We all have English together!" she exclaims. "All of us?" I ask, surprised. That doesn't ever happen. Like, ever. This is rigged. Something is pulling at the strings.

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

no" Makes you feel good, yeah I know you're out of my league But that won't scare me away, oh, no You've carried on so long You couldn't stop if you tried it You've built your wall so high That no one could climb it But I'm gonna try Would you let me see beneath your beautiful? Would you let me see beneath your perfect? Take it off now, girl, take it off now, girl I wanna see inside Would you let me see beneath your beautiful tonight?" I had no idea he was such an amazing singer. I did my business and went downstairs to the kitchen. I was expecting an empty house without any groceries, but I was rather impressed when all the cabinets were stocked and the refrigerator had everything in my fav

Gasps of awe and excitement filled the air as I, now transformed, circled gracefully overhead. ‘El, what’s going on? Still magic?’ ‘Yes. Ancient magic.’ The crowd erupted into wild applause, the roar of their approval echoing across the field. I had finally done it. I had, with the aid of El, transcended my doubts, tapped into the depths of my magic, and emerged victorious in a display that left no doubt in anyone's mind. As I landed gracefully back on the ground, I returned to my human form, my heart swelling with pride and gratitude. I looked out at the sea of faces, feeling a profound sense of accomplishment and connection.