Has it already been two years since the last time you heard from us? Wow, time certainly does go by fast. By the way, my name is Ally Dawson and I going to The Music University of New York.

The last you've heard of me was when I was in the Big Show Case with my friends, the A-Team. Well that's behind us now. It's our senior year and we are focusing on other projects of our owns.

Just to let you know. Yes, I still share a room with my two best friends, Trish De la Rosa and Rosie Velasquez. Trish has been working with stage and musicals hoping to get into Broadway, and Rose has been getting into scriptwriting and movie acting.

Also, I am still dating Austin. It's been two years since we've started our relationship. We been excellent and so in love since we started our physical relationship in November. Sure, it's just good regular sex unless we're gonna be all Fifty Shades of Grey. Or worse like Dez and Rosie spicing up their romance with role play.

We're back in New York ready for the final year here. It's like everything just rushed through and didn't let us stay young. At least we can enjoy this year with a bang.

Okay, I will admit that this already happened. I'm just going to tell the story of how we became an acapella group. Do you think this is like Pitch Perfect? Maybe it is or maybe it's a different story. I'm just gonna tell you from beginning to end. You don't like it? Well it's not my problem.

"I hope we finally get to do the Rocky Horror Picture Show," Austin says as we walked down the hall with Rosie and Nelson next to us.

Nelson nods in response. "That would be pretty cool…except for the homosexuality and cross dressing part."

"Hey, you all know that I would be the sexiest Dr. Frank-N-Furter. See? Ba-Bam!" Rosie strikes a sexy pose even thought she already has better sex appeal than me. I'll admit that I do get jealous at times. Trish is curvy and confident, and Rosie has big boobs to where all her shirts show her cleavage.

Then, I added to the subject. "Well I know that you would be an awesome Rocky," I told Austin. "Even though you might be Rocky's slave and son and creation. That's disturbing in all ways."

Austin frowns. "Oh, God! I'd rather be dead," he groans.

"Just to let you know…" Rosie's smile turns into a serious look. "…I can arrange that."

We all walk into Lomax's classroom where Trish and Dez were. Rosie happily sits on her boyfriend's lap as the lesson starts.

"Okay, class." Lomax begins the lesson. "There are tons of musicals for this year. I'm excited to be putting on Supernatural the Musical."

Rosie gasps. "Supernatural?! Oh, my god! Can I audition for Castiel?!"

"What? No!" Lomax tells her. "Does Castiel look like a curvy Latina?"

It's scary when Rosie gets angry. "¡Déjame entrar en él! ¡Déjame entrar en él!" She shouts in Spanish. Rose stands up and all of us have to get up as well. I have to hold her hand while Dez locks his arms around her waist and Austin grips her other arm. "¡Quiere decir que a mí otra vez, cabrón! ¿Sabes quién soy? ¡Soy tu peor pesadilla!"

Finally, she calms down and sit in her seat again. Over the time with her, Rosie had some major anger issues. We compare her to She-Hulk and a time bomb. I don't know which one of them is scarier than Rampage Rosie.

"I apologize, Rosie." Lomax clears his throat. "Anyways…big news, kids, this year's Big Show Case is a real competition. This year isn't just performing. It's acapella."

We all exchanged looks as if we didn't know what he was talking about. "Aca what?" Nelson asks him.

"Acapella." He repeats. "The performing art of singing and making music with only your voices."

Making music with our voices, I thought. What kind of world are we living in? "So that's like a thing now?" Austin asked him.

Lomax nods. "Definitely. If you want to be in the Show Case one last time, then I suggest that you learn about acapella now, my kids."

Later on, in our girls room, the six of us discussed the situation. "So what are we gonna do?" Trish asks. "Should we do this or not?"

"I don't know about it," said Austin responses. "Let's face it, guys. None of us know anything about acapella. We can't make noises with our voices."

At that moment, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My friends—we still call ourselves the A Team—were the major confident and fearless people I knew. I'm not joking. One time we went salsa dancing and I had to dance with this old man who wouldn't stop slipping his hand on my ass. There was also that time we got high off of marijuana Dez got from this man from the parking lot of a liquor store. It was strange because I was eating a sandwich and it tasted like molecules.

"Come on, guys." I blurted out. "This is like a big opportunity. I see big things coming from us. Maybe this is a sign of something. This could be our destiny."

All of them stared at me as if I were naked. "Ally, destiny is for losers." Trish told me. "It's a lame excuse for letting things happen instead of making it happen."

How could she say that? Destiny is all I believe in! Oh, God, I must be a loser! "It's the Big Show Case, guys. This year is different. It's our senior year!"

"Which is exactly why I wonder why we are here instead of going to a keg party," Nelson comments. "Maybe we can do this."

Austin raises his eyebrow. "Acapella doesn't sound that bad. It shouldn't really be that hard. I'm in, Babe."

"So am I," said Dez. "What about the rest of us?"

The rest of them nodded in agreement. So that was the first thing to do. We thought it was gonna be as easy as Blanche Devearoux from the Golden Girls. Oh, Betty White is the last Golden Girl alive.

Next day, the six of us headed to the front of the activities hall where Principal Jimmy Starr and our new vice principal, Val were having people sign up for the Big Show Case.

"Austin and Ally, nice to see you both again," Jimmy exclaims.

During an awkward moment of silence, Dez mumbles, "There's also the four of us too. You never mention us."

"What can we do for you kids?" Val asked us.

I cleared my throat. "We are here to sign up for the Big Show Case," I answered them.

From the look on Jimmy's face, I could easily tell that he didn't believe me. "Kids, you do realize that I chose this year to be an acapella theme, right?" He said.

"Yes, we were aware of that." Austin tells him. "It's our senior year and…we just thought that we could do it again."

Jimmy bites his lip and clicks his pen. "Let me tell you something. This school has been around for 35 years. Out of five years, one year must become the acapella show case. I know you guys love performing and singing, but I don't think this is the right kind of entertainment for you."

"Oh, come on!" Rosie whines. "We got what it takes! If we agree to the terms and do the requirements, then I'm sure we can do this. Just give us a chance."

Val and Jimmy exchange looks for a moment. I biting down on my teeth so hard that I think they were cracking. Finally, Val hands me a form and informs us, "We are gonna need your group name and rest of your names. All twelve of you must sign the forms and turn them in by Monday of next week."

A word she said chimed like a bell in my mind. "Twelve?" I said. "There's only six of us."

"Honey, you need at least twelve members or more in your acapella group. Those are one of the requirements." She informs us.

Trish sighs, "How are we going to get six more people to audition for our group?"

"You can put up sign-up sheets and audition some kids to be in your group." Jimmy suggested. "They must be students of this school and they will need to fill out the forms. If there's any other questions, you can come to us."

I smiled in response. "Thank you, Jimmy."

After that, we came back to the guys' room. I nervously paced back and forth as the rest of us then were relaxing. "Six more people?" I shrieked. "We need six more people! You think that's enough?!"

"Calm your tits, girl," Trish tells me. "That's all we need. You got us into us and we are going through with it."

My boyfriend stands up and agrees, "It's true, Ally. We can do this. Maybe whoever audition for us will be good. Rosie, have you read all the requirements?"

Rose reads the last of it and removes her reading glasses. "The fine print states that we all must be students of the school," she explains. "No freshmen are allowed in, and we cannot have been in trouble more than once. It seems that we all fit the standards so we should be good. Dez, are the papers ready?"

The redhead clicked on one last key on the computer and shouts, "I am done!"

Dez was making audition forms for our group. I hope it could attract people to join.

A-Team Auditions

If you are interested in joining our acapella group, come to Room 17 after school and audition. If you are not interested, then turn around, slap your ass, and skipping around the school

Date: September 14th

Time: 4 pm —?