Disclaimer: I don't own BTR and Victorious.
Ch12: It's not that hard just high.
"Sorry I'm late." Jasmine said running in the classroom. "Do I have to go to the principal or am I forgiving?" She asked trying to catch her breath.
"That depends on the reason why your late." The teacher said walking over to her.
"Oh well I forgot that my brother and his friends needed the limo today so I needed to call my brother's friend for a ride." She explained.
"Who was that?" The teacher asked.
"Jordin Sparks."
"Can I meet her?" The teacher asked hopefully.
"I think she already left she said something about being in a rush so no." Jasmine shook her head.
"To the principal!" The teacher yelled pointing to the door looking angry and disappointed. Jasmine rolled her eyes walking out of the class.
BTR-Victorious-BTR. (Makes me wonder if the Big Time Rush or the Victorious opening would be used if this was a real show. ^-^)
"Come on guys." Jasmine sighed. "The teacher said it's important you can reach those high notes."
Both Henry and Matt were bad at reaching high tones so the teacher assigned her to help them with it. Unfortunately it wasn't going so well.
"That was a high school musical songs how can it go wrong?" She asked them.
"Can't I just sing songs which don't have these high notes?" Henry asked they had been practicing for two hours and so far only Matt had booked some progress. Matt nodded having enough practice for one day in his opinion.
"We're not stopping till both of you can sing a song with those notes in them." Jasmine said sending them an annoyed look. "You do know we all have to perform a song with two style changes right?" She sighed putting her hair in high ponytail.
"To bad we don't have this hot girl to show us how to perform such a song." Matt told Henry.
Jasmine tried to suppress her chuckle and shrugged. "You want me to sing a song Matt?" She asked with fake surprise.
"Oh no we meant a hot chick." Matt smirked.
Jasmine glared at him before taking a deep breath before she grinned and started singing.
"All I want to do is stand close to you
Be by your side
All I want to do is make the world revolve
Around you and I
What I would give up
What I would go through
To get it right
All I want to do in this lifetime is make you mine
All I want to do in this lifetime is make you mine"
Matt and Henry watched surprised. That short part of the chorus alone held different tone styles who were all preformed without one single mistake. "Why did you stop?" Henry asked.
"I have to sing this at school to you'll hear it there." Jasmine shrugged. "So know that that's done it's your turn."
"Urgh." The boys groaned.
"I don't think it's fair that I'm supposed to do this seeing I'm new to English." Henry said crossing his arms.
"Your NOT new to English Henry. You spoke English in Germany to and I happen to know that you have to learn English at school there." Jasmine replied. "Besides you can sing and speak in English now so all you have to do is... GET THE TONE RIGHT!"
"Jazz ain't a patient person." Matt observed dryly. "And I don't think being good in English is important for singing."
Jasmine nodded. "He's right... Wow not expected to say that. But anyways he's right you actually learn english by singing. Look at Carmen she came to America less then a year ago never having spoken the language. She learned it with singing."
"You say that while you are the one that so far never failed an English test even though the teacher hates you." Henry pointed out.
Jasmine was about to say something about her horrible math grades when she realized something. "Yeah pretty amazing actually..."
"Oh great now you gave her more stuff to be proud of." Matt said looking at Henry.
Jasmine shook her head. "No not like that but... It's... until my fourth I didn't talk right." She confessed remembering. "James says it was because of the lack of attention because back then it was only me and my mom. Seeing my mom was always looking for a job I didn't hear much talking."
"Who let's a three year old alone?" Matt gasped.
"Not really alone." Jasmine corrected smiling. "I had a babysitter." She chuckled. "And here I am talking normal English."
She grinned. "So now that Jazzy told you a story do think you're all going to try and sing those high notes?" She asked it sounded like she was talking to a child.
"Fine." The boys sighed.