Novel & Cerita Price Tag From Pitch Perfect

I glanced down at my hands and legs, eyes widening in disbelief. "Lucy," Vanessa Parker's voice chimed in, sending a shiver down my spine. "Graduation's around the corner. I need to find a place for my internship, and this real estate agency is offering a 150-dollar discount if I get enough likes on their post. I'm just one short—help me out, will you?" Her tone was polite, almost pleading, but the sound of it made my skin crawl. I turned to face her, her smile seemingly sincere, but a flicker of hatred crossed my mind.

They’re all excellent but the best save for last and finally the MC called Shanes name. “The long wait is over! Ladies and gentlemen, our supermodel, the one and only Miss Shane Sandoval!” Everyone gave her a round of applause and cheered for her. Shane is the most gorgeous, alluring and elegant among them. She walks with a smile on her face and everyone really loves her. The show continues without Shane knowing that I am here watching her personally. Every model ramped up the branded clothes that are trending in America. Shane wears the most expensive brand of clothes. She looks so stunning in every outfit that she’s wearing for the show.

It cost exactly fifty million dollars due to all the luxurious and original properties used to put the place together. So he typed in the price, giving her a little discount. [Total cost is five million dollars.]

" She pushed me to the ground, ripping my shirt open in the process and revealing the ruby pendant hanging around my neck. Yvonne's pupils contracted. Her anger intensified. "How did you get this ruby? It's a family heirloom!"

"Have you lost your mind? How can you expect me to use it when it's all spilled on the floor? What exactly are you trying to pull here, Queenie? "You're deliberately trying to gross me out, aren't you? How could I possibly use something so filthy? You must have lost it, Queenie." "This perfume costs a fortune, Helena! You should be considerate of me and give it a try!" Queenie insisted as she tried to fling the perfume-stained tissue at me. I glared at her and asked coldly, "Don't you think you're going too far, Queenie? How could you force me to use damaged goods? Do you honestly think I'm your personal trash can?"

And with every feature he talked about, the higher the price. Before the man could continue to kill Aurelia’s mood, he cut in. “She asked for the price. She knows about the piano. She has done plenty of research. She only wants to know the price. Tell her.” “Oh well um,” the man looked to the ceiling as if calculating and met Aurelia’s gaze. “It’s approximately twenty grand.” Aurelia’s mouth dropped open. “I’m sorry... twenty?” At that Abaddon’s eyes flamed in rage. He looked at the sales associate who immediately began to stammer unsure of what to do next.

“I told you….Fifty million.” Tom laughs without humor. “You’re really out of your mind if you think I'm going to give you such an amount.” “I thought you were joking the first time” I roll my eyes “You wanted perfection, remember?” Gerald’s voice sharpens. “You wanted something big enough to turn every fan, every sponsor against him. This is it. But I’m not giving it away. Price is the price.” I smile, sweet as sugar but sharp underneath. “Fifty million for files? Please.”

•IN WHICH HE GOT CAUGHT• "Slender, brunette, long legged and 5'7 of her height. Starting price 10,000 dollars! Are we in for ten thousand dollars? Mister White from the corner got this perfect barbie lady for 10,000! Anybody care for 15,000! 15,000 raised by Mister Full Moon! 20,000 dollars--"