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“We’ll figure it out. Together.” I nodded slowly. “We're better.” A pause. Then— Colby cleared his throat. “Okay, but—if it is a musical, I am not wearing glitter again.” “You wore glitter last time voluntarily,” Matt said. Colby sniffed. “For dramatic effect.” “I hate all of you,” I muttered. “You love us,” Jesse said. “And we’re the only ones who can survive the Spiritborn's terrible plot structure.” Lia grinned. “Besides. We’re kind of the main characters at this point.”

*Nathan POV* "Why?" I whined, holding the paper in my hand. "Out of everything you can possibly do in this city, you chose some musical?" Trinity stared daggers at me and I stepped back. I may be a strong wolf, an Alpha, but pregnant women scare the shit out of me. "It's not some musical." She scoffed, showing quotation marks in the air. "It's the best musical ever. SIX!" She said, excited. "Besides, it's done by our little theatrical group from the city. And all the money goes to charity." Kaiden added, a little offended himself.

The waves of the sea is the only thing that the ear of the blonde Lucrecia can hear, followed by a beautiful instrumental music in the background, she was standing very nervous, while the young man felt that the heart would come out of his chest. My beloved wife Happy Birthday. "waoooao Where are we? "asks the blonde Lucretia. Jeff slowly uncovers her eyes, removes the blindfold, a small fragment of light permeates Lucretia's beautiful eyes, her iris adapts to the light and when she looks, she sees her two parents, and not only that, Jeff's parents. The smiling parents do not hesitate to congratulate the beautiful Lucretia. "Parents, how nice to see you again! -She exclaims, smiling from ear

It didn't take much persuasion. Camillas was like a home away from home. They had started the song by the time she got there. Blame Logan for deciding that morning was when he felt like they needed some brother and sisterly bonding. She had planned a whole Choreography around Jenifer Lopez Let's get loud. He needed to hear them, maybe the man would grow a heart. She joined in late but hopefully they had done enough to drive their point home. It ended with a finesse, fireworks spelling out STERLINGS SORRY STEALINGS. That was all Isabella.

“Me too! But don’t be loud, Red might hear us. He’ll scold me. You know I’m trying to stay a virgin. Amen.” Grey chuckled. “Good son.” Blue adjusted in his seat. “Good son your face. My ass is heating up.” Katleya sat on a black chair. Even while sitting, she had no belly fat. “Sh*t!” Blue groaned, biting his lip and trying to restrain himself. His erection was already painfully hard. “I’m about to c*m, Blue!” Grey said with desperation. Blue turned to him and gave a weird look. “Weaksh*t.” The music started, and Katleya’s supporters screamed. She danced to Jason Derulo’s Swalla. The crowd stood and danced along.

“I'll be singing. La la la la, la la la la You’re mine La la la la, la la la la You're all of me. La la la la, la la la la And I’ll be yours. La la la la, la la la la” I dance to the beat, and I pull out my tongue. “Be mine, my love. You're my heart and soul. This is our moment. It’s finally our moment, You could have me in any way you want. How long until you’re mine? Until you see me?” I make eye contact with Mr. Blue eyes. My eyes widen and I nearly miss my cue. He was huge, I didn’t realize how big he was earlier. But he didn’t seem so big until he was squeezing into a single chair.

Jasmine raised her juice with a broad smile. "Here's to Scarlett's scholarship!" "Congratulations!" we all chimed in. The sound of sirens reached our ears. I turned my head to glance outside, just in time to see the fake Scarlett being escorted into the police car. "Here's to a future filled with happiness and integrity!" Jasmine added, her voice brimming with cheer. The End.

He leads me at the free space on the stage and let's just say the melody lead the movements which were Mr & Mrs Smith moves when they were at the restaurant after discovering each other's identity but this time, Blake and I aren't trying to kill each other. The boy makes this dramatic yet cooling sound to indicate the end of the song. We move from each other and clap our hands, he bows again and leaves the stage. Before I could leave too, a song starts playing in the background and I quickly recognize it - Sara Bareilles I choose you.

"Look up," Malia instructed, yanking on Jenny's hair. Jenny winced, staring at the ceiling as Malia combed through her hair with little care. It had been permed and lightened to a shade between her natural color and the deep brown she adopted for her assignment. Malia sat behind her, harshly brushing without meeting her eyes in the mirror.

He smiled and waved at her. “Dylan!” She happily approached Dylan. They walked down the stairs together. “How does the test go?” Dylan asked. “Nearly perfect, thank goodness!” said Gaby. “Wow! You’re quite different!” says Dylan. Gaby just laughed. She noticed the script Dylan was holding along with the books. “Are you sure you want to join the Musical play?” Gaby asked. “Of course, for you,” Dylan said, smiling “It’s lovely!” said Gaby. “You don’t have to do these things.”