Brittany gasped. This wasn't supposed to happen. Only an hour before, her heart was broken by her sister, she was hit with a thick branch, and kidnapped. Now, she was going to be sold as a-
"Brittany, darling!" The ten year old scowled and looked away. She then felt a pain in her right cheek.
"Don't look away when I speak to you!"
"Yes."
"Yes, master."
"Yes, master." she echoed. This really sucked. It was bad enough Eleanor and Alvin were dating, but she had to call a stranger master? Ridiculous. She then began to cry.
"Hush, girl. I'm going to make you feel real special." The man then began to strip Brittany, earning a frightened look from the girl. He next thing Brittany remembered was pain.
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Two Years Later
Brittany Miller waited patiently in line with her daughter in her arms. People were glaring at the twelve year old, but she just said:
"It's not my fault I was raped." That won them over completely. They hugged her, comforted her, etc.. The woman and their daughters thought she was raped once. That wasn't even close to the amount of times she was raped.
Her daughter, Lexi, began to giggle at the attention. Lexi was a beautiful three year old girl with auburn hair and bright blue eyes. She loved the color pink, just like her mother, and looked very neat. She was a chipmunk, thank goodness, but Brittany would have loved her anyway. Everyone awed at her every move. Brittany would have loved to stay longer in the hallway, really, but then her turn came. She placed her daughter on a chair, and walked in.
This was it. The moment she saw her friends and sisters, she wanted to cry. Well, Alvin and Eleanor were making out, but as long as they were her to see her.
For those who want to know why she is here, Brittany is auditioning to become the next Chipette. Dave must have ad a problem with only two, so he sent out flyers. Brittany saw one, showed it to her "master", and he happily agreed. He must have forgotten that Brittany used to be a Chipette. So now, here she was, trying to get back in the band.
"Name?" Simon asked. "Should I tell them my real name?" Brittany thought.
"Brittany Miller." she replied. That caused Jeanette to choke on her drink, Simon to fall out of his chair, and Theodore to stop eating his cupcake. Alvin and Eleanor just continued making out.
"B-B-Brittany, you say?" Brittany nodded. "Oh, well, um. Start the music!" Simon began shaking Alvin to get him to stop. He did just before Brittany started to sing.
Let's go to the beach, each
Let's go get away
They say, what they gonna say?
Have a drink, clink, found the bud light
Bad b-tches like me, is hard to come by
The patron on, let's go get it on
The zone on, yes, I'm in the zone
Is it two, three? Leave a good tip
I'mma blow off my money and don't give two sh-ts
I'm on the floor, floor
I love to dance
So give me more more, till I can't stand
Get on the floor, floor
Like it's your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up, and touch the sky
Can't stop, 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up, and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop..
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
Jump in my hoopty hoopty hoop
I own that
And I ain't paying my rent this month
I owe that
But f-ck who you want, and f-ck who you like
Dance our life, there's no end in sight
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Now everybody let me hear you say ray ray ray
Now spend all your money 'cause they pay pay pay
And if you're a G, you a G,G,G!
My name is Onika, you can call me Nicki
Get on the floor, floor
Like it's your last chance
If you want more, more
Then here I am
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up, and touch the sky
Can't stop, 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up, and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop..
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up, and touch the sky
Can't stop, 'cause we're so high
Let's do this one more time
Starships were meant to fly
Hands up, and touch the sky
Let's do this one last time
Can't stop..
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
(We're higher than a motherf-ck-r)
Everyone's mouths were wide open. Brittany was amazing! She also sounded a lot like their Brittany...
"If you guys don't want to eat some flies, I suggest you close you mouths." Brittany giggled.
"If you give us your number, we'll call you if you made the audition." Brittany gave them a note with her master's number and a poem.
When she left, everyone yelled:
"THAT WAS BRITTANY!"
"Wait guys, there's something else on here." Jeanette said.
To Whom It May Concern,
I know who you are,
You know who I am.
For the past two years,
I've been living in the Old Gred Barn.
Help
-Brittany Anne Miller
P.S My daughter doesn't deserve to live here,
And neither do my friends.
"We have to help Brittany and her daughter!" Theodore said, not seeing how strange it was for Brittany to have a daughter. He pulled out his phone and dialed 911.
"Don't worry Britt, we'll find you." Alvin whispered, excited to see his best friend again.
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