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*Yamileth's P.O.V.*Practice. Practice. Practice. Practice.
That's what this whole week has consisted on. The boys would wake up practicing and go to sleep practicing.
The day has finally arrived for them. The final show of La Banda where they will see who will becomes the 5 members of the band.
It's sad that 2 of them won't be able to make it. I mean, they're all great singers! The all deserve to be part of the band.
At the moment we were on our way to the studio where they will practice for the last time.
Just by looking at them, you could tell how nervous they are. Bouncing their legs up and down, biting their nails, fiddling with their hands and taking deep breaths every other second.
We got to the studio and one by one we got out of the van and entered the building.
"Hola chicos. ¿Que tal? ¡Listos para el show!" The lady I learned to be Alejandra, beamed at the guys.
Many "Hi Ale." And "Hola Ale" were heard from them as they spoke about the show for about five min. before continuing their journeys to their destinations.
The guys all went to their dressing rooms and Johann and I just continued walking around.
"Mira! Food tables!" Johann yelped ad his eyes widened and ran towards the room full of tables with food.
There was a table where you can customize your own burger or hot dog and had hot wings, quesadillas, chips and dip, and some more.
There were a couple of trays with different types of sandwiches on a different table.
There was what could be 2 tables combined and different kinds of cookies spread out.
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