This is it. The day my sister has been dreaming about since her first day at Barden. Finally all four years of my strict training will be focused on this one song, this one audition, this one chance. What could be so important as to take up so much time of my young life you might ask.

The Barden University Bellas.

That's right an a cappella group.

If I'd had it my way, the past four years of my life wouldn't have been spent strictly training for an a cappella group. I probably would have been, you know, enjoying my high school years, but somehow my sister managed to control that aspect of my life.

See my sister is sort of crazy. Not in the scary sense but in the I'm-going-to-control-my-sister's-life-so-she-gets-into-this-stupid-a cappella-group sense. Well, that's Aubrey for you, without someone's life to control in her life she would shrivel up and die.

Yep; I'm a Posen.

I know. You hear Posen you think up tight, blonde, stress vomiter, control freak, and oh yeah stress vomiter. ( had to mention it twice, it was a bad part of my childhood.) But actually if Bree Bree and I were in the same room you probably wouldn't realize we are sisters right away.

For one I've got light brown hair and hazel eyes and my sister is blonde with blue eyes. There's also a noticeable lack of me grabbing my stomach to keep the vomit down. See, I'm the baby of the family and mom and dad never put too much pressure on me like they did Aubrey. Don't get me wrong, that doesn't mean that didn't expect a lot from me, I've never gotten anything less than an A in my life; I'm just more laid back.

I've always felt bad for Aubrey though, dad never makes her feel good about anything that she does. Nothing is ever good enough for him. I've always been really proud of my sister though because that's a lot to deal with as a kid. And she did pretty good with it all, despite the whole stress vomiting thing.

So basically that's why I walked to the auditorium this morning. To make Aubrey proud.