"For the first part of the competition, each team performs a group song. The song will not only show how the Singers can blend their voices together in harmony, but will also showcase each voice individually. You all three have solos in which your vocal ranges will be best demonstrated.
"It is Force tradition to have the song start out with the three solos, then end with all three Singing together. Instead, however we're going to twist the rules." Vinnia's eyes lit up.
Casady, who had been listening intently, glanced over to see what Lisha and Morgance thought of the entire ordeal. The two had been, despite their resistance to Vinnia, listening with the utmost attentiveness. When Morgance's eyes met, Casady's, however, Morgance scowled and rolled her eyes.
"The song I've chosen for us is one I actually composed myself," Vinnia said, handing out sheet music to her pupils.
Casady scanned the sheet music. Somehow, he knew how to read each note and how to keep the timing. The title of the song was "Sweet Love".
"'Sweet Love'? Really?" Morgance exclaimed, voicing Casady's thoughts.
"Read all the words," Vinnia instructed.
Casady was chilled as he read the lyrics of the song Vinnia had written. Swallowing, he glanced up at Vinnia, who seemed to be weighing his reaction. "It's...creepy," he finally stated.
"I thought you might think so," Vinnia replied, a smile lighting her eyes. "The first part, if you'll notice, is written for an alto - which would be you, Lisha."
"We only have a tenor, and alto, and a soprano," Lisha pointed out. "How are we going to deliver a well-rounded sound?"
"That's why only three Singers are chosen for the competition - to see how well you can respond to a challenge in which the vocal range is limited, such as this. I've seen some groups in which all three Singers have nearly identical vocal ranges. It's quite interesting to see what the Singers' Trainers come up with."
"So, really, we're at your mercy," Morgance cut in.
Raising her eyebrows, Vinnia said nothing.
"Oh, great," Lisha muttered under her breath. She set the sheet music down and turned to Vinnia. "Listen, I don't know what you want from me, but I'll tell you now that you're not going to get it."
Morgance, for once, seemed to agree with Lisha. "Yeah, Vinnia. Tell us what you want."
"Do you know what I want? I want to see you all succeed. That's what I want." Vinnia sat down at the piano in the rehearsal room and stretched her fingers. "Well. Lisha, are you ready?"
"I don't want to have the opening solo," Lisha responded sullenly.
"I'm afraid you'll have to do as I tell you," Vinnia said, voice none too warm.
This ought to be interesting...