each singer performs their song, and will provide you with their thoughts and feedback at the end of the performance. At the very end of the show, each coach wants to be one standing beside the winner. It’s a great honor and a battle between the coaches. Basically, it’s for bragging rights.
I decide to get the hell out of dodge and head down a little early to the lounge. When I step over the threshold of the lovely room which will supply me with some much needed alcohol, I’m pleasantly surprised to find Corie, Ben, and Troy already there.
“Hey,” Corie says with a big smile and a hug.
“Hi. How long have you guys been here?” I ask.
“Just a few minutes. Did you get settled in your room?” Troy asks following his hug.
“You aren’t going to believe who I’m rooming with again,” I mumble as I take the seat next to Ben.
“No! How is it possible you get stuck with her again?” Corie asks horrified.
“I don’t know but apparently the universe is trying to tell me something,” I reply before ordering a diet coke with a shot of Jack.
“Well, I busted my roommate trying to dismantle the smoke detector. I’m pretty sure he’s already higher than a kite,” Troy says with the shake of his hairy head.
“And my new roommate hasn’t noticed me because I’m not an image on her phone screen. I’m pretty sure she keeps calling me Cary,” Corie says.
“Hey, my roommate is completely normal. His name is Oakley. Not sure if that’s his first or his last name, but he seems like a pretty cool guy,” Ben says with a shrug.
“So, what do you think tomorrow is going to be like?” Corie asks the group at large.
“I overheard that guy, Gus, telling a group at registration that the coaches will meet with their teams tomorrow and go over the scheduling. We’ll have practices on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning with the show’s voice team, plus individually with our coach. Then, some of the teams are on their own for the weekend because Sophia and Beau have concerts,” Troy says.
“And I guess we’ll meet with the stylists and stuff this weekend and all get our ‘image’ established for the show. Can you believe the first showdown is next Wednesday night?” Ben adds.
“It’s going to be a long, crazy week,” Corie says.
I’m feeling a little overwhelmed so I just shake my head. I knew that this was going to be a lot of hard work, but I didn’t realize the schedule would be so intense. Daily practices with the coach and a voice coach, plus sessions with a stylist. It honestly worries me a little to know that the show may change my appearance and the way I dress. As long as they don’t try to make me look like Country Barbie upstairs, I guess I’ll roll with anything. Though, I secretly hope they leave my hair alone.
“I wonder if we’ll be able to do anything fun on the weekends,” Corie states.
“I’m sure they can’t keep us locked up in a hotel the entire time we’re not at the studio, right?” Ben tries to reassure her. Though, I’m not one hundred percent sure. That contract we signed was pretty ironclad. The show pretty much owns our souls from this point on.
“Maybe we can go to the movies or the mall?” she says to no one in particular.
“If we’re able to leave the prison, I’ll go,” I tell her, finally joining in on the conversation.
“Me too,” Ben says with a smile. I turn away quickly when it looks like he wants to say something more.
“Then, I guess I’m in, too,” Troy chimes in with a smile.
“Great! It’s a date,” Corie says as we all go back to our drinks.
*****
“Listen to me. Are you listening? Because I’m not going to repeat myself again. Get. Me. My. Own. Room. I can’t stand to share a room with some common woman one more night. I mean, seriously! Who doesn’t use Chanel exfoliates? I’m pretty sure her body wash is from Wal-Mart,” Shawna says into the pink cell phone in her hand.
Seriously. Like I’m not even
I decide to get the hell out of dodge and head down a little early to the lounge. When I step over the threshold of the lovely room which will supply me with some much needed alcohol, I’m pleasantly surprised to find Corie, Ben, and Troy already there.
“Hey,” Corie says with a big smile and a hug.
“Hi. How long have you guys been here?” I ask.
“Just a few minutes. Did you get settled in your room?” Troy asks following his hug.
“You aren’t going to believe who I’m rooming with again,” I mumble as I take the seat next to Ben.
“No! How is it possible you get stuck with her again?” Corie asks horrified.
“I don’t know but apparently the universe is trying to tell me something,” I reply before ordering a diet coke with a shot of Jack.
“Well, I busted my roommate trying to dismantle the smoke detector. I’m pretty sure he’s already higher than a kite,” Troy says with the shake of his hairy head.
“And my new roommate hasn’t noticed me because I’m not an image on her phone screen. I’m pretty sure she keeps calling me Cary,” Corie says.
“Hey, my roommate is completely normal. His name is Oakley. Not sure if that’s his first or his last name, but he seems like a pretty cool guy,” Ben says with a shrug.
“So, what do you think tomorrow is going to be like?” Corie asks the group at large.
“I overheard that guy, Gus, telling a group at registration that the coaches will meet with their teams tomorrow and go over the scheduling. We’ll have practices on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday morning with the show’s voice team, plus individually with our coach. Then, some of the teams are on their own for the weekend because Sophia and Beau have concerts,” Troy says.
“And I guess we’ll meet with the stylists and stuff this weekend and all get our ‘image’ established for the show. Can you believe the first showdown is next Wednesday night?” Ben adds.
“It’s going to be a long, crazy week,” Corie says.
I’m feeling a little overwhelmed so I just shake my head. I knew that this was going to be a lot of hard work, but I didn’t realize the schedule would be so intense. Daily practices with the coach and a voice coach, plus sessions with a stylist. It honestly worries me a little to know that the show may change my appearance and the way I dress. As long as they don’t try to make me look like Country Barbie upstairs, I guess I’ll roll with anything. Though, I secretly hope they leave my hair alone.
“I wonder if we’ll be able to do anything fun on the weekends,” Corie states.
“I’m sure they can’t keep us locked up in a hotel the entire time we’re not at the studio, right?” Ben tries to reassure her. Though, I’m not one hundred percent sure. That contract we signed was pretty ironclad. The show pretty much owns our souls from this point on.
“Maybe we can go to the movies or the mall?” she says to no one in particular.
“If we’re able to leave the prison, I’ll go,” I tell her, finally joining in on the conversation.
“Me too,” Ben says with a smile. I turn away quickly when it looks like he wants to say something more.
“Then, I guess I’m in, too,” Troy chimes in with a smile.
“Great! It’s a date,” Corie says as we all go back to our drinks.
*****
“Listen to me. Are you listening? Because I’m not going to repeat myself again. Get. Me. My. Own. Room. I can’t stand to share a room with some common woman one more night. I mean, seriously! Who doesn’t use Chanel exfoliates? I’m pretty sure her body wash is from Wal-Mart,” Shawna says into the pink cell phone in her hand.
Seriously. Like I’m not even
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