Fanfiction: Season 1

Thirty: too late to apologize

ALYA POV

"I hate both of you." I said to the Dolan twins.
"We love you too." Grayson said, smiling at me innocently.
"Don't you like winning? If we sing its a for sure loss." Ethan pointed out.
I let out a long groan. I was a dancer. Not a singer. My god.
"Whatever, just hand me the goddamn microphone." I said giving in.
"Yay!" Grayson cheered, running over and giving me a hug.
I patted his shoulder awkwardly. Gosh he reminds me of an overgrown teddy bear.
"I can't sing if you crush my lungs." I glared at him.
"Sorry." he apologized with a laugh before letting go.
"Meet out by the pool in five minutes for the Battle of the Bands." Martins voice spoke over the speakers. The three of us nodded at each other, gathering up our equipment.
We were going to win.

BLAIR POV

Neveah, James, and Eugene took the stage first. Eugene was doing great, playing the piano, and Nevaeh and James sang a beautiful duet of the song Stay.
I slyly took out the phone Marissa had smuggled onto the show and took a picture when no one was looking.
Marissa looked at me.
Sh*t she saw. But oh well, it's Marissa we are talking about.
"Are you f*cking stupid?" She asked me.
"I won't get caught." I replied rolling my eyes.
"You say that now." Marissa scoffed.
I just shook my head. She was the bimbo that owned it.
Next on stage was Luna, Catalina, and Cameron.
Catalina took a seat at the keyboard, while Cameron and Luna walked to center stage, wearing headsets.
Oh. My. God. They were going to sing and dance.

CATALINA POV

I was playing keyboard while Cam and Luna sang Fergalicious. Everything was running smoothly. We didn't practice the rap part of it that much because Luna said she didn't need to. I just hope this goes well.
"All the time I turn around brothers I gather round. Always looking at me up and down looking at my (uh). I just wanna say it, now, I ain't tryin' to round up drama little mama I don't wanna take your man. And I know I'm coming off a little bit conceded and I keep on repeating how the boys want to eat it but I'm tryin to tell that I can't be treated like clientele. Cause they say she delicious" Luna was right. She had it in the bag.
We finished our performance and it was time for Blair, Marissa, and Shawn to perform.

SHAWN POV

It was time for us to perform and Marissa was still upset that she couldn't sing lead. I don't care. I want to win this thing and if she sings we lose all chances of doing so. We got to the chorus and I heard a small thud. I couldn't see what it was so I just continued to sing.
"It's too late to apologize. It's too late. Said it's too late to apologize. it's too late"

We finished our set and Ethan, Grayson, and Alya took the stage.

ETHAN POV

When it was finally our turn, I took my place behind the drum set, Gray sat at the keyboard and Alya stood center stage holding a microphone in one hand, and another behind her back, discreetly giving me and Grayson the finger.
I traded amused looks with my twins.
And then we began to play.
"This time. This place.Misused, misplaced." Alya sang.
I blinked back in shock. They way she made it sound was that she was terrible. but actually she was pretty good. Luna, Shawn, and Neveah were no doubt better, but Alya had a pretty good voice.
"So farawayyyy for far to long!" She belted out the chorus.
Eventually the song finished, and we headed off stage.
As we were walking off stage I found a small object on the floor. I picked it up and discovered that it was a cell phone. An IPhone to be exact.
Martin must have saw and came storming on stage.
"What do you think your doing?" he asked coming towards me."You realize you broke the rules and now your going to be kicked off?"
"Its not mine!" I protested.
"Go, pack your stuff." Martin ordered."
Its Blair's, I saw her drop it!" Marissa yelled from the side of the stage.
"What?" Blair said in outrage.
"Oh, really. Why didn't you say anything?" Martin asked.
"I didn't want our team to be disqualified." Marissa stated.
"Blair is this true?" Martin asked.
"No. Its Marissa's. She snuck it on the show."
"How about we replay the camera's and see just who had it." Marissa sneered.
"You f*cking b*tch." Blair spat at Marissa.
"See. She's guilty." Marissa shrugged her shoulders.
"Go pack your stuff Blair." Martin said.
"Make me you old f*cking c*nt." She glared at Martin.
Martin snapped his fingers, and too of the camera came and dragged a kicking and screaming Blair.
I felt sorry for the English girl, but also relieved. If it wasn't for Marissa, I'd be the one leaving.
Who knew she would be so useful to me?

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