Prologue: Up Close And Personal

Isabelle runs as fast as her heels allow her to, from the washroom to the stage's sidelines. (A/N: is it called sidelines?) Thank goodness, as she exhales with relief, she's not late. Her moment of bliss was cut short when The Shadows' leader walks up to her with a scowl on her face.

"Isabelle! Where were you?! I can't believe I'm giving you guys my place when I leave this year. You're never punctual and you're breath smells like eggs! Like all the time!"

Isabelle smells her breath as her friend tries to talk to her.

"Izzy, she's just kidding. When she said your breath smells like eggs, I mean. But yeah, she's right. You should try to be more punctual. But don't worry, when we're leader we'll just say this to the other members, "We're not late. You're just early. When I said at 8 am, I meant to start walking here at 8am." Says Aline.

"Thanks, Aline. I know my breath doesn't smell like eggs. I made this spray using eggs and sprayed it on the leader everyday at rehearsal because I know she doesn't like the smell of eggs. Hah! I was actually late because I dumped the bottle on her clothes in the change room!"

"Ladies and Gentlemen...The Hunters!" says the announcer, Luke.

Please don't stop the music

The music

The music...

"Wow Luke! Did you see him do the splits?!" Jocelyn told her partner, "There's nothing more exciting than seeing a young man singing like a boy. I think I need to go freshen up."

Luke gives Jocelyn a strange look," No need to share."

Sebastian stops to talk to The Shadows as The Hunters exits the stage.

"Break a leg girls! You guys are so good! I hate you guys; go kill yourselves! Girl power!" he says with a fake smile on his face.

The Shadows gives him a fake smile in return, as they step onto the stage.

The leader blows The Shadows' whistle, and counts to 4.

I got a new life, you would hardly recognize me, I'm so glad

How could a person, like me, care for you

Why do I bother when you're not the one for me

Isn't it enough?

I saw the sign, and it opened up my eyes and I am happy now to be living without you

I've left you all alone

I saw the sign, and it opened up my eyes

I saw the... *Vomits*

"AhhhhhhhhhhEwwwwwwahhhhhheww ww," was the only sound coming from the audience.

"OMGOD ALINE! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" yelled the leader.

" Well, Luke, you know the saying up close and personal? I think that was what the front rows wanted, but this might be too much. Even for them. " Jocelyn commented.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Mortal Instruments; it belongs to the great Cassandra Clare. And I do not own the movie Pitch Perfect whatsoever.

A/N: Hi people! So this is my first fanfiction. Ever. Oh yeah, and if you didn't notice yet, this story is a mortal instrumentized (?) version of the movie Pitch Perfect. I love that movie! It's so funny. Hope you like it and review (like saying how I should improve it, for those who didn't like it... and stuff). Okay... I think I wrote too much...So bye.

1.06.2013