It was now Friday morning and everyone was up bright and early, visibly nervous about the nights performance. The majority of the students were in the living area's discussing their performances while Kurt, Carlito, Matt, Stacy and Gene took showers. Kurt was having a great time, singing his lines for 'All These Things That I've Done' as loud - and as passionately - as he could.
Meanwhile, Randy was creeping about in room 1. He could hear the sound of Kurt's 'sweet' singing and went into a trance. He crept over to the doorway of the bathroom and listened closer. The sound of water flurrying from the shower had stopped but Kurt was still singing to his hearts content, unaware that he wasn't alone.
Suddenly, the door opened and Kurt burst through the door, nearly knocking Randy over in the process! He was just wrapped in a crisp, white towel over his torso. The sight nearly brought young Randall to his knees...
"ARGH! Randy, what the hell are you doing in here?" Kurt yelled, grasping the towel tighter as Randy leered at him.
"I was, ummm, just waiting for the ummm bathroom." he replied rather unconvincingly.
"Get out!" Kurt cried, annoyed to say the least. Randy felt tears stabbing at his eyes; daggers. He left the room with his heart very much in his stomach.
Lita was sat outside with Trish and Torrie, gossiping about life in general. Lita was still hurt by the comments Edge had made the other day and was glad that he hadn't confronted her...yet.
"Here comes trouble..." Trish muttered, leaning back against the bench, looking over at the seaside.
"Amy, please, give me a chance to explain..." Edge begged.
"Gimme one good reason why I should?" Lita asked, glancing at her finger nails.
"Li, you're making it so much harder for me."
"If she doesn't want to speak to you, don't force her." Trish tried to reason.
"Keep out of this, bimbo!" Edge snarled, causing Trish to gasp.
"If these ladies say they don't want you anywhere near them, then just go away." A male voice said from behind.
"Go away Cena, I can handle this myself." Edge responded, turning around slightly.
"I said, back off." John encouraged, getting very close to Edge's face.
"Fine. You haven't heard the last of this." Edge threatened, snarling at John before disappearing.
"You gals ok?" John inquired.
"Fine, thanks." Trish smiled.
"Well, it's soon time for another eventful breakfast so don't be late." John smirked, re-entering the house.
The students were all sat around in the dining room, waiting in 'anticipation' for the breakfast to commence. All of them were in there except for one...and no, it's not Kane! shock shock horror!
"Does anyone know where Gene is?" Christian looked around.
"He was taking a shower, esse." Eddie replied, collecting a glass of orange juice.
A crash came at the door...Gene had arrived!
"That wasn't my FAULT!" he hollered, holding up the part of the shower that lets water pass through...
"What am I gonna do now BROTHER!" Hogan panicked.
"Become more of a household name...like garbage, that stinks!" HBK laughed, and so did a few others, realising the wit that Shawn had just used.
"That's the second thing you have broke since you got here...first the wardrobe, now this?" Batista tutted, obviously annoyed.
"All I can say is, I'm glad that I'm not sharing a room with him!" Taker chuckled.
However, no one was laughing for long; breakfast had arrived.
"I took into account what you guys and girls asked for yesterday and I think I got the balance just right!" JR presented the whole group with silver platters "BBQ toast, BBQ cornflakes and BBQ apples!"
The whole group looked at each other...was this man for real?
"Tuck in and enjoy!" JR urged, leaving the room.
"Dis is not cool!" Carlito sneered, trying desperately to scrap the sauce away from the apple.
"Well, he did make a little effort..." Jericho tried to reason.
"It's still a pile of dog shit!" Triple H moped.
A loud 'uh hu' came over the tanoy.
"I mean, it really is excellent!" Triple H rephrased, in hope of not getting another Stone Cold Stunner.
Vince walked into the room and surveyed his staff eating miniscule amounts. He knew JR did his best, but his BBQ sauce was slightly over powering.
"Here's the plan of action for today: Until midday, you shall all practise your performances and routines for tonight. After having dinner at 12, we head down to the studio which is about a half an hour drive away from here. We do dressed rehearsals through out the afternoon and then perform for an hour at 8 tonight. Got it?" Vince informed, all of the students nodded.
"I hope we do well tonight!" Matt said to his group.
"I hope you break your legs!" Edge spat.
"Oh just shut up Adam, you're not funny or cleaver." Lita shook her head.
"That's not what you said to me a few months ago..." Edge replied.
"Amy just told you to be quiet. I wasn't talking to you so just piss off!" Matt sternly requested to Adam.
Another loud 'uh hu' came from over the tanoy.
"Sorry!" Matt realising that you aren't allowed to swear often...
"Look, we're in this situation together. Can't we all just get along?" Randy encouraged.
"Don't tell me he's slept with you too!" Cena joked, trying to lighten the mood.
The students all finished their breakfasts in silence. The atmosphere was certainly a lot less friendly than it had been...
It was now 3.30pm and group 2 (Triple H, Christian, Chris Jericho & Batista) were doing a dress rehearsal of 'I Believe in a Thing Called Love' which was going, ummm, very well -coughs.-
Meanwhile, Stacy was in the process of trying on several different outfits for the evening. Edge and Randy were sat in her dressing rooms, giving her their opinions...
"How does this look?" she asked sweetly. She was dressed in a black halter neck top with gold sequins, a gold mini belt, I mean, skirt, and black knee high boots with gold lacing. Her blonde locks draped across her shoulders as she spinned herself around.
"Oh yeah..." Edge glared intently at her, grinning like Rasputin and licking his lips in sheer, naked lust.
"It's ok if you like that sort of thing." Randy shrugged, looking at the newspaper. He was still upset that Kurt had dismissed him the way he did earlier.
It was a few minutes before the students were to perform...something that many of them were dreading! Vince was about to make a speach when he realised two people were missing...
"Where's Carlito and Christian?" he asked.
"Here - Carlito isn't feeling too good." Christian spoke, holding the door open for his friend.
"I'm nervous. Dat's no cool!" he sneered, holding his stomach.
"I'm positive that you shall all do fine. There is nothing to be scared of. I know that you shall all do great!" Vince enthused "Now go out there and put on a performance of a lifetime!"
The students made their way out onto the stage, waving to their friends, families and colleagues. It was now to be the moment of truth...
After the performance, all of the students endured the bumpy bus journey home. At about 10 o'clock, they would witness their performance's for the first time and evaluate them together, picking up on things for improvement. In the mean while, all of the students were given the opportunity to make themselves a drink and to get changed if they so wished.
Vince, Steve and Rocky collected enough chairs for most of the students so that they didn't have to crouch on the floor. It was now time...
Fist of all, Shawn, Matt, Kurt and Randy saw their performance of 'All These Things that I've Done' which gained a round of applause from everyone in the room.
"Randy and Kurt, you sung very nicely together, almost in perfect harmony." Vince praised.
"You two seemed to have good chemistry - I think we ought to make you two perform a duet if you aren't up for eviction next week." The Rock considered.
Kurt sneered slightly. Randy almost jumped for joy inside.
"Shawn, I would love to see you tackle an Elvis song. You have that rough accent that would possibly fair well with that kind of a tune." Steve said.
"Matt, I think a twisted ballad would do you justice." Vince commented, knowing Hardy's frame of mind at the minute.
Triple H, Christian, Chris Jericho and Batista didn't get the same reaction...
"I think a rockier song would suit you better Trips and Christian maybe a Justin Timberlake number." Rocky announced.
"What? I hate that kind of music!" The CLB moaned.
"Batista - well I have no idea what to do with you." Steve raised his beer.
"Maybe a Bon Jovi classic or something." Vince suggested.
"Jericho, ummm..." Rocky started, shaking his head slightly.
"I would feel a lot more comfortable singing a Fozzy song." Y2J replied.
"Singing?" Cena chuckled.
However, John wasn't to be laughing for long - his groups performance was a shambles!
"I don't think it necessarily helped when dipper head over there fell flat on his face!" Edge jeered.
"It was not my fault - the stage was no cool!" Carlito retaliated.
"Trish, you have quite a polite voice. Maybe an loved up R&B number is right for you. As for John..."
"I know I can't sing. I can rap though." Cena promised.
"I see...Edge, you didn't fair too much better either, did ya?" Steve questioned.
"No." he sulked.
"Carlito would probably do better with a rap too!" he enthused for himself.
"Possibly." The Rock said sceptically.
Eddie, Gene, Torrie and Lita did alright...
"I think a ballad would suit you well Eddie, you are a bit of a crooner." The Rock stated "Torrie - you were out of tune all of the way through!"
"I was? I though I did well!" she pouted.
"Gene you were just saying the lyrics rather than singing them!" Steve half laughed.
"That wasn't my FAULT!"
"Lita I think you have a good, rock chick gruffness to your voice with an awesome stage presence. Maybe you and Triple H should be paired up?" Rocky wondered.
Lastly, Taker, Hogan, Stacy and Kane saw their performance.
"Not bad considering you don't like the song." Vince said, patting Taker on the back.
"I defiantly think a pop song would do you better, although you did deliver that well tonight, Stacy." Steve encouraged.
"Kane...I think you and Taker should sing a rockier song next week too." Vince suggested.
"Hogan, you didn't sing at all, did ya?" Rocky inquired.
"I posed, brother, coz that's what the millions and millions of Hulkamaniacs want to see BROTHER!" he yelled, posing once again.
"Next time sing or get booted out..." Steve warned. Hogan simply shrugged "Or you won't get a paycheque at the end!" Steve added, sending Hogan into another rant.
After the meeting was over the students were told to go to bed at no later than half past twelve. The only people left in the living room were Kurt and Randy.
"Kurt, about earlier, I..."
"Shhh, I'm sorry Randy, I shouldn't have over reacted like that." Kurt apologised, holding out his hand. Randy shook it and while looking into Kurt's enticing turquoise eyes andfelt a warm, glowing feeling in his heart.
Also, John managed to catch up with Trish who was pouring two drinks at the table. She smiled at John when he walked over.
"Hey, you did a pretty good job out there tonight." he said, folding his arms and leaning back against the table.
"Thanks, I wish I could say the same for you." she grinned cheekily.
"So, ummm, who's the other hot chocolate for?" he hinted.
"Carlito, you know, he's be coughing his guts up all afternoon. I'm gonna go and give it to him in bed. Poor guy, he needs his rest." Trish replied, picking up the tray.
"Carlito - he's a jerk." John sneered.
"I don't think he is. As a matter of fact, when he's better, he's gonna take me out for a meal. If we get permission that is. See ya tomorrow." Trish walked away, leaving John to curse slightly under his breath.
Next in New Sensation...
There is a surprise room inspection, but what will Mr Austin say about room 4? The students are given their songs for Wednesday night but how will they react? Will John take no for an answer?
Check back for more soon!
By the way, thanks to those of you who have reviewed. It would be helpful to know who else any of you guys would like to see evicted. I may - or may not - listen but it would be great to hear your thoughts.