Hey guys! In order to break my writer's block, I've decided to post one chapter a day… Hope you enjoy the chapter! BTW, thanks T-Kiwi02 4 the AWESOME reviews!

The next day

The sketch was just announced yesterday, and yet everyone of my friends were panicking. Nico was worried about what rap song he wanted to do. "Original or Snoop Dawg?" he asked us a lot of times during rehearsals. Tawni was worried about what she was going to wear to perform. Sonny was worried about what song she was going to do. "Should I do Me, Myself and Time again?" Grady, however, was worried about what he wanted to do. "I want to do Ryan Seacrest! But I want to sing too!"

For the entire morning, I hid in the vents, eavesdropping on my friend's worries and resentments, their excitement and sorrow. It wasn't until rehearsal that they noticed I was gone.

"Where's Zora?" asked Tawni, filing her nails absentmindedly.

"Probably in the vents." shrugged Sonny. Then she went to the vent entrance. "ZORA! REHEARSAL!"

Unfortunately, I went out of the vent to come face to face with evil.

"Hello, freak show. I see I'm interrupting your little circus." smirked Dakota.

Sonny's eyes went wide and she went behind me, preparing to hold me back. Nico did the same thing, running behind Dakota.

Once they saw that I wasn't reacting to Dakota's insult, Sonny and Nico raised their eyebrows. "Z, aren't you going to attack Dakota?" asked Nico.

"Not in the mood." I mumbled.

"Zora, you live for this kind of stuff. Is there something wrong?" piped up Tawni.

"Nothing's wrong. Now if you excuse me, I have to get back to the vents." I mumbled and crawled back into the vent. I could feel Nico, Sonny, Grady, Tawni and Dakota staring at me all wide eyed.

"What's with her?" asked Dakota, who sounded genuinely confused.

I didn't listen to them after that. I just went through the vents to my dressing room, which I had to myself.

How could I explain to my friends that I was afraid of singing? I was scared of what they would think of me after I sang.

"Come up with a solo by next Friday." Marshal's voice rang in my head. "I have a feeling you kids will be great!"

"Zora?" A voice laced with worry came from outside my door. Sonny. "Are you okay?"