Tori

17th March

"When I make it Shiiiiiiine!" Trina finished her last ear splitting note. I bit my lip.

"You were off key again." I said flatly.

"No I wasn't! You guys have gotta stop saying that!" Trina snapped, storming up to her room.

"And there she goes." Andre' said, chuckling under his breath as I went to get some lemonade from the fridge.

"So how long have you been going to Hollywood Arts for?" I asked him from the kitchen, my body bent, peering into the fridge.

"Since forever." I laughed.

"Do you want some lemonade?"

"Naah, I'm good for now. You know my Grandma's coming to the big showcase?"

"Yeah, you told me like two seconds ago. Remember you were on the phone?"

"Oh yeah," He laughed to himself. "My bad." I returned with my own glass of lemonade, sipping it slowly.

"Do you want me to go get Trina?" I asked him, heading towards the stairs.

"Well, I don't want you to go get Trina, but please do."

I ran a hand through my hair and head upstairs. Trina was in her room, looking something up on the Internet.

"Hey, Andre' needs you back downstairs so you can rehe-"

"Shhh! I'll be down in a sec!" I walked into her room. The whole thing was decorated with pictures of Trina in different positions – smiling, jumping, hands on hips, etc, and under all that is a coat of bright pink wall paint.

"What are you looking up?"

"Chinese Herb Gargle, it makes you sing like an angel, it's available right here in LA! I gotta go get some of that gargle!" She jumped up, knocking me over in the process. I hit her pink-carpeted ground with a thud.

"Trina! You've gotta rehearse with Andre'!"

My reply was the slamming of a door.