Pitch Perfect Final Song Novels & Stories

'I have a hero whenever I need one I just look up to you and I see one I'm a man 'cause you taught me to be one' I stopped for another second as I felt him dozing off and eventually falling asleep after hearing me sing and I swear, it's one of the best feelings in the world. Having Gabriel wrapped between my arms and being able to make him sleep makes me proud of myself. If I would be given a choice, I'd choose this over and over again. I gave him forehead kisses for I don't know how long until I decided to finally finish the song. 'In case I don't live forever, let me tell you now

- The deputy director quickly explained. The last scene takes place when the sun has fallen into the sea, and only a few streaks of sunlight are left on the purple sky. Next to the white piano, Thi San sat and replayed the music that Thang Vu used to play. Then she stood up and walked slowly toward the shore, looking out into the distance, where the fishing boats were turning back. - Cut. Oh, done. It's perfect. As soon as the director's voice ended, everyone's applause rang out.

🎵 🎵 “We're 18 at senior prom and grown” 🎵 “Old with someone who makes me feel young”🎵 🎵 “I need a man who loves me like…”🎵 🎵 “My father love's my mom…”🎵 By the final chorus, the judges were standing. When I finished, silence gripped the room. One suspended heartbeat. Then…Thunder. Applause. Screams. Cries. The announcer stepped forward tears in her own eyes, her voice thick with emotion.

"Nope not telling you. Although I can tell you that we are up next. Then it's me and your song is third." The person that was singing the song ended. She placed the microphone down and walk off the stage. Our names were called and We walked up to the stage. Patrick and I turn towards each other and our song started. I listen to his voice. He wasn't that bad of a singer. When my part came up and I started to sing Patrick's eyes went wide. I guess he thought my dream was just that a dream. Our song ended and I went to sit down. Patrick sang his heart out hoping to impress me but he didn't realize that I was already impressed. He was truly a wonderful man.

“I didn’t say that. I said I tolerate it.” She dramatically placed a hand on her chest. “You wound me, Mr. Davenport.” I laughed louder this time, tapping the wheel in rhythm. “You know what? Let me save you.” I clicked the skip button. The next song started—something slower, softer. “Best Part” by Daniel Caesar and H.E.R. Lena melted instantly. “Ohh. Okay. You win.” “Fewer lyrics to butcher,” I teased. She turned to me, faux-offended. “Rude. But true.”

ANY OF THE TWO TEAM MEMBERS CAN EITHER SING + PLAY AN INSTRUMENT OR DANCE IN THE FINALS USING INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC OF THE KARAOKE SYSTEM IS OPTIONAL IN THE FINALS, COMPETING TEAMS HAVE TO PERFORM TOGETHER ON ONLY ONE SONG FINAL JUDGEMENT WILL BE THE VERDICT OF THE AUDIENCE * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Then, she turned to look at Alaric and pleaded, "Father, please give me another chance. I didn't do well earlier…" "The competition stipulates that each person gets ten shots and no more," Alaric replied sternly. He paused for a moment before adding, "How is Nessa's injury?" Selene had estimated and executed her "missed" shot to perfection. Vanessa's face bore only a faint scratch. In fact, it was so superficial that it hadn't even drawn blood. "I… I am fine," Vanessa forced out through gritted teeth. "In that case, both of you, go and tend to yourselves," Alaric said, clearing his throat. He then looked toward the center of the competition grounds and ordered, "Continue."

TWO MONTHS BEFORE… The club was packed, and the music was loud. Bodies moving from one side to the other, well synchronized. The sexual tension was in the air. Diana had gone there because she needed to turn her life around. Andrew Thomas, her friend for years and then her boyfriend of one year, had cheated on her. She felt frustrated but at the same time relieved. Two such different feelings that pissed her off. She took a sip of his "Margarita" drink. Remembering that embarrassing episode of her life. Everything had been bad for some months between them, but Diana wanted to fix things, so when she left the office that day, she decided to give it a try.

“Would you listen to this song and tell me what you think of it?” “Of course. I love to hear you play.” She put her fingers on the keys, starting the song off softly then as the song continued it became stronger and louder. At the end, the song became soft again. “That song was intricate; the delicate notes are overpowered then regain their own strength. I have never heard of it before. Who wrote it and what is it called?” “It is called Inner Peace, by Melody Hinze.” “You! You wrote that song?” “Was it that bad?”

I tease Ahsoka. “I love all kinds of music and that’s a good song.” I chuckle at her and pull her to sit on my lap. The hours go by and the DJ announces the final song. Taylor Swift’s Today was a Fairytale and I can’t help but think it’s the perfect song for Ahsoka. She is talking to Natasha and blushes when I stand, reaching for her hand. “Honor me with one last dance?”