Celestial Voices // CLOSED

“Well then welcome!” She said with a large smile. “So Have you ever been on a plane before?”

"Yes," Ginger answered quietly, quite contradicting Ana's louder voice.

“Cool! I think I might have gone on one when I was like 3, but obviously I can’t remember,” she said with a huge grin.

"I came here on a plane. I moved from America," Ginger explained shyly.

“That’s cool, what part of America are you from?”

"Palmyra. It's in Pennsylvania," Ginger answered.

“That’s nice. I can’t wait till the competition!” She said still grinning.

"Me neither, I guess. How many people will be there?" Ginger asked. Ms Hosking have given Ginger a solo in Hope Sings On, just to see how she would do. (If it's cool with you, Maddie.)

(I don't care what solos you give your characters as long as they're from your songs)

(Mine is. Thanks!)

“I Dont know. Usually there’s a lot at these things, but you can’t see them because it’s dark everywhere but on stage!”

"Okay," Ginger said, feeling slightly better about her solo.

Ana continued to walk alongside the girl, even though she ran out of things to talk about.

Ginger hate awkward silences. "So… um… Where are you from?"

Ana shrugged “I’m from here,” she said still smiling.

"Oh. Right." Ginger blushed, embarrassed.

“It’s ok! it’s not like I told you,” she reassured her.

Ginger nodded, trying to force the red off of her cheeks.

Ana saw that they were falling behind the others. “We should catch up.”

"Okay," Ginger agreed quietly. She began walking faster.

The choir started to board and sit in their seats.

Ginger sat in the aisle seat with no one beside her.

Brooke looked at her ticket. First class?! She thought. I mean, I guess there's perks of being choir leader. But I didn't expect first class.

Ginger saw Brooke going into first class. I guess she won't sit with me…

Ana looked over at Ginger. “can I sit next to you?” She asked

I'll still check on Alice and Marcus though. They're still young and need to be looked after.

"Sure!" Ginger sounded grateful as she stood up to let Ana in. "Do you want the aisle seat?"

“No thanks, You can have it,” she said sitting down in the inner seat.

"Are you sure?" Ginger asked shyly.

“Yeah it’s fine. I wanted to look out the window anyway!” She said before looking out at all the other planes.