Alex was not going to be free at all for the rest of the month. But I was too sad to dwell on it, as it was the death anniversary of both my parents. I planned on spending the entire day at their grave, so I had the cook prepare my breakfast and lunch and put them in a picnic basket. On every death anniversary of my parents, I always made sure to visit them; that was the only time of the year I actually gathered enough courage to be able to face their graves once again. I would sweep their graves and adorn them with flowers with a bitter smile on my face. After that, I would sit there in silence for the entire day. I did not put any thought into my clothing choice; I just put on a simple shirt and sweatpants, and I did not forget to take my sunglasses with me. I came out of Ryan’s room, all ready to go, and went downstairs. I went to the kitchen to collect the picnic basket, but I was shocked when I saw Ryan sitting on the couch in the living room, looking up to the ceiling. It was

Charlotte happily dropped me and drove away, leaving me alone to face a bunch of angry contestants. Seeing me, the assistant director immediately led me towards where all the other contestants were standing. “You are late, Miss Greene,” he said with a monotone voice, and I sighed. I was pretty sure they had already made up their minds that I was a spoiled rich brat. He led me into the house, and sure enough, it was pretty big, but of course not as big as Ryan’s house. They had already started filming once you arrived, so we made sure to avoid the filming area. The host was introducing the judges to the online audience. We walked towards the dining room, where the other contestants were waiting to be called on to introduce themselves. As I walked in, they all turned to look at me, and I saw a hint of recognition in some of their faces. “Just wait here when it is your turn; someone will come get you,” he said. He did not even wait for me to reply befo

"Woo!” we all clapped as group one finished presenting dimmed lights by Loren Gray. They really sang the song well, except for that one contestant who ruined her part.Group two was called upon, then group three, and then it was finally our turn.“Now let’s give it up for group four,” the host said, and the judges applauded for us as we walked in.Immediately the instrumental started playing, and it was Sharon’s cue to sing. Unsurprisingly, Sharon had the most parts, even though she was not well versed in hip-hop.Our bodies moved to the sound of the rythm, and I could not help but feel myself in my black Jordans.Sharon stepped forward, as it was her turn to sing again.“Boombox symphony, pavement our stageSpittin' truth and fire, turning' doubt to rageWe got hunger in our eyes and fire in our souls.Words paintin' landscapes, stories taking hold,” she sang as her body flexibly moved her body with the rythm and her feet vibed to the music. I could not deny the fact that Sharon

At exactly six a.m., I was woken up by Sharon with a large camera in my face. I quickly took my bath and made my way to the rehearsal room, where we started practicing the song. Sharon was going to sing some lines from the R&B song because that is what she is best at. We basically practiced for the entire day and only took a lunch break, then went for dinner before we went to sleep. We gathered at the usual location the next day for the third round. And just like in the last round, two groups would get eliminated. “Welcome back to the world's best singer, and today, just like the last round, is the meshup round, just with another song. We expect this round to be ten times better than the last. Good luck to the contestants,” the host said. After a few words of encouragement from the judges, group three came forward and sang to their hearts content. Then it was our turn. “Wonderful performance from group three; now let’s welcome group four,” the host said, and we filed in. “Jump i

Once our time limit was up, we came out, and Shakira went back to her judge seat while I went back to the waiting room. “That was quite an enjoyable show by one chance. Now that the judges and contestants are back, let’s invite Clarissa to the stage with Janine,” the host said, and of course, ‘applause’. "No, not too long ago, I was dancing for dollars. No, it’s really real if I let you meet my aunty.” Clarissa started out soft, but then she went into full Fleminnem mode. I never knew she was this talented. It was as if she had a whole tank as her lungs because she did not take a single breath of fresh air, and she kept on rapping. Janine sang her part, and it was wonderful, as expected. Once they were done, everyone cheered, including me. The host called in Nina with Anthony and did great, but I was looking forward to Sharon’s performance. And she did great, just as I expected. “Ghost town streets at 3 AM; silence hangs too heavy in the air. Every corner whispers your name;