Penny Lamb

                                    

                                          
A/N: *cough* so guess who forgot that they had this story on Wattpad?
(Back to your POV btw)
	You panted heavily, feeling as if you had run a mile. But you were so happy, like Constance had just swept everyone's sorrows away, creating the warehouse into a happy space for everyone.
	It made you wanna sing with her. 
	The room slowly lit up again, and you got back up from the ground. Your chest heaved with heavy breaths as Constance got down from the crate, brushing a few stray pieces of confetti from her wild hair.
	She usually had it tied up, so seeing it loose was a whole new experience for you. However, it made you even more happier to see her coming out of her shell. The amount of guilt that etched into your heart as she told everyone her story was overwhelming, to the point where it hurt.
	You wanted to make it up to her. 
	Constance looked at you, a bright smile adorning her face. You rushed over to the sweet girl to embrace her in a hug, squeezing her tightly until she made a protest. No words needed to be shared, it was like you were all one being.
	After a long moment, you let go of Constance, wiping a few stray tears from the corners of her eyes. You gave her a wholehearted smile, offering a light kiss on the cheek.
	It felt like you were alive again....and god was it euphoric. It felt like your bones were mended, and you were back in the Fall Fair with the rest of the choir, winning prizes and eating junk food.
	If only. 
	"It appears you've met the end of your time here in the warehouse," Karnak suddenly spoke up, knocking you out of your thoughts. 
You sorrowfully looked up at Karnak, holding a hand to your chest. You tried not to be mad, reminding yourself time and time again that it wasn't Karnak's fault that you guys were dead.
	"I have decided that the person with the most points will decide who wins," he continued, and his eerie yellow gaze slowly turned to the ginger standing in the corner.
	She looked beyond guilt, shifting in her mary janes, making the floor creak in protest. Her eyes popped wide open, offended that Karnak had backed out of his deal. 
	"But-but you said that it was a unanimous vote!" she exclaimed, fists clenched and shaking as she looked up at the robot. "And I demand that it goes back to that."
	Karnak didn't object, so Ocean took that as a yes. She turned back, and winced at the group before her.
	Noel stood by Constance, hugging the scared, depressed and nervous at Ocean's gaze. Ricky seemed at peace, clasping his hands before him as he stood beside Jane, who's black eyes were wide with wonder.
	Meanwhile, you felt your eyes tearing up, despair filling your heart. This was it, wasn't it? Was your life coming to an end? At only sixteen. There was still so much to live for! All of them had so much to live for.
	After a moment, you let the tears spill. They slowly streamed down your paled cheeks, dripping onto the floor quietly. But you refused to let out any noises, only a quiet sniffle every now and then.
	After a moment, you saw a shadow cast over your figure. A hand came up, gently wiping away the tears. Looking up, you saw Mischa looking down at you with a pained smile, his own eyes also watery.
	Though everyone was in despair, they knew they couldn't be the one to be picked. You weren't sure if you could live with the guilt of living again without the choir at your side.