Broken Glass Chapter 18, a hunger games fanfic

Author's Note: Sorry about my really short notes. They will remain short for a while. Sorry. Oh! By the way, this will be a short note too. Here is the chapter. Lots of love to all of my readers.

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Chapter 18 - Musical Hopes

Clove POV

Piano, guitars, and every other instrument are some of my loves. I couldn't wait to see if I got that record deal. I feel like I should practice my music. I decided to work on piano for now. They studio knows I play guitar and piano is tied for first in my instrument loves. I needed to pick a song. I grabbed my iPod and hit shuffle. The first song the came on was Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F) by Katy Perry. I started playing it.

There's a stranger in my bed,
There's a pounding in my head
Glitter all over the room
Pink flamingos in the pool
I smell like a minibar
DJ's passed out in the yard
Barbie's on the barbeque
This a hickie or a bruise

Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's a blacked out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois
Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop
Op-oh-oh

This Friday night
Do it all again
This Friday night
Do it all again

Trying to connect the dots
Don't know what to tell my boss
Think the city towed my car
Chandeliers on the floor
Ripped my favorite party dress
Warrant's out for my arrest
Think I need a ginger ale
That was such an epic fail

Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's a blacked out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois

Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop
Oh whoa oh

This Friday night
Do it all again
(Do it all again)
This Friday night
Do it all again
(Do it all again)
This Friday night

T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois

Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop
Oh-whoa-oh
This Friday night
Do it all again

When I finished the song, I turned to the door. I saw Desiree's face pressed up against the glass wall. I jumped and walked up to the door. I opened it and Desiree seemed to be freaking out. I saw she had a letter in her hands. I took it from her and read it. It was her acceptance letter to becoming a member of the studio we both auditioned to. I hugged her. I was so proud. Wait. Is my acceptance letter in the mail too? Jett went to pick up the mail. Maybe he had my letter. Jett just walked in with the mail. He held a letter in my direction.

"Clove, you got mail from the mus-"

I cut him off and knocked all the mail out of his hand while running up the stairs with my letter. I grabbed my iPad and called Isabelle. I told her I would make sure she could watch while I opened my letter. Once she picked up, I handed my iPad to Desiree and sat at my desk. Desiree sat at the end of my bed. I opened the letter with a huge smile on my face. I quickly read the letter and my smile melted away.

"I didn't get accepted," I explained to Desiree and Isabelle.

Desiree hung up on Isabelle she came and sat on my desk and read the letter.

"There has to be some mistake. How could I make it but you didn't. You're a way better musician than me!"

I didn't know how this happened but I was willing to accept it. Desiree wasn't willing to. She dragged me out to her car knocking Jett over in the process. (A/N Man! Jett is suffering in this chapter thanks to Clove and Desiree. I kind of feel bad for Jett.) She pushed me into the passenger seat and we drove to the studio. She got out of the car. She came to my side and tried to pull me out. I held on for dear life. This wasn't going to end well. She finally gave up and released my grip. She took that opportunity to drag me out of the car. We went to the main office. Desiree looked so mad while I looked like I was ready to leave. So started confronting the manager.

"There is no possible way I could make this program while Clove didn't. I will quit unless Clove get a deal too!" Desiree barked.

I turned on heels because this was obviously nothing I need to be involved in.

"Desiree, what are you talking about? Clove made it into the program." I stopped dead in my tracks.

I whipped around. "But my letter said I didn't make it into the program."

"Let me see," the manager demanded.

I handed him my letter. At that moment, Glimmer burst into the room.

"Thank you so much for allowing me into the program! It is one of my dreams!" she screeched.

The manager cleared his throat. "Let me clear this up. Clove. You are in the program. Glimmer. You are not in the program. Your letters got switched."

While Glimmer threw a tantrum, Desiree and I left. I hugged her before we got in the vehicle. Once we got to the house, we accidentally tripped Jett on our way up the stairs. (A/N Yes. Again.) We called Isabelle to tell her about the letter mix up. Now we had to practice. Maybe we could ask to sing a duet at the studio. First things first, we needed a song. We picked Sweetie by Carly Rae Jepsen. I started playing the piano. We started singing.

We were both headed different ways
Both in a rush, trying to get away
I ran into you-ou-ou
Like a crash of thunder
Out in the rain waiting for the bus
We started talking 'bout different stuff
And it's true-ue-ue
There's an eight world wonder
And from now on

You're not as lonely as you think you are
I'm trying to tell you

A dinner date and a glass of wine
We stayed up late and lost track of time
When I'm with you-ou-ou
I feel a different hunger
You held my hand and you didn't let go
I'm gonna kiss you now
I thought you should know
And it's true-ue-ue
There's an eighth world wonder
And from now on

You're not as lonely as you think you are
I'm trying to tell you

Anything you want boy
Anything you need
Anything you want boy
Anything you need

Anything you want boy
I can make it happen
We could fall in love and I could be your sweetie
Anytime of day boy
I'll be your distraction
We can make it happen
I could be your sweetie, sweetie
You're not as lonely as you think you are
I'm trying to tell you
Anything you want boy
I can make it happen
We could fall in love and I could be your sweetie
Anytime of day boy
I'll be your distraction
We can make it happen
I could be your sweetie, sweetie
You're not as lonely as you think you are
I'm trying to tell you
That all I wanna do, is just be true to you
And give you satisfaction
Sweetie, sweetie
Yea

We rocked it. Maybe we could score a duet.

Contribution to my list of things to consider.

I hope everyone is enjoying my story so far. Sadly, in the story, it's already November in the story. End of semester one is end of December. I'm making myself sad writing this. Please review, favorite, and follow my story. It would mean a lot.