I don't own Mayday Parade! The song "When I grow up" is a cover by Mayday parade. And "Ghost" Is also by Maday parade. All song credits go to them
I sighed. "God someone shoot me." I said, propping my head up with my hand, elbow on the table. My friend Lexa nodded. "How many bad singers can be in this damn school?" She added. We were judging auditions for the school's glee club. Darrin looked at his sheet. "Number 18, Michael Foxcroft. You're up." He said reluctantly. The curtains open, and a rather attractive little metal head with blonde hair nervously walked out to the mic. "Whenever you're ready hun." Said the motherly Lexa. I had my sheet of paper ready to take notes. All was silent, until he signaled for the dj to start the track. My jaw fell to the floor. Holly shit, his shirt came off out of nowhere. He was hot. He looked me dead in the eye, taking the mic in his hand at the same moment his shirt magically came off. "Boys call you sexy." Hip roll. Shit. Did he seriously just roll his hips? The song was "When I grow up." But it was a punk version. I looked over to Lexa and Darrin. Both of them were as astonished as I was. "Now I've got a confession. When I was young I wanted attention, and I promised myself that I'd do anything, anything at all for them to notice me." Clearly, because I couldn't get his v-line out of my mind, a slight blush forming on my cheeks. I was literally staring at his… everything. Where did he come from!? "I see them staring at me. Oh I'm a trendsetter, Yes this is true 'cause what I do, no one can do it better. You can talk about me 'Cause I'm a hot topic. I see you watching me, watching me, and I know you want it!" That's when I had to end it. I nodded to Lexa and Darrin, signaling them to end the tryout. "Foxcroft you're in." Said Darrin. I stole one last look, before I exited the auditorium. "We have meetings at block B every Wednesday. And there's usually someone in the glee room at lunch if you wanna hang." Added Lexa.
At lunch I grabbed my monster and bag of salt and vinegar chips and headed to the Glee room, home of the 'Star Generation', our glee group. As I walked in I saw the new kid, Michael, sitting at one of the pianos. Thankfully his shirt was on this time. "Hey." I said, trying to be casual. My brown hair got in my eyes so I had to do the infamous 'emo hair sweep' as a Jey called it. "I'm Kyle." He looked up from the keys of the piano. His eyes were blue and perfect. Jesus I'm in love. "Y-yeah you were one of the judges." He said, looking away and rubbing is arm. "So are you new here? I h=think I would remember seeing you around before." I said without thinking. Shit, yeah that didn't sound weird. He looked up, with his amazing blue eyes into my stupid brownish not-even-a-real-color eyes. He smiled. "Y-yeah," He said, darting his eyes away again. "Me and my brother just moved here." Just then the door opened and Samantha walked in with Chelsea and Amanda. Nathan and Lacey pursued in after them.
"Oh my gosh is this the new boy!?" Said the overly eccentric Amanda, rushing up to my new found crush and looking at him. I gave Sam the death glare, telling her with my eyes to get her stupid girlfriend off my property. Yes he's mine, now hush brain! "Amanda hun, why don't we give the kid some space?" She said more of a statement than a question. Amanda's eyes dated to Sam, then me, than Michael. A sudden understanding glinted in her eyes and she sat with Sam in their usual desk. "Um hi, I'm Mike." He said nervously. He stood up, face to face he was shorter than me. He was about the same body type though, thin. He probably had- definitely had more chiseled features than me. I mean, I've got a 'ladies' six pack according to Lexa. He's got that delicious V trailing right down… "Hey, you ok?" He asked, I blushed furiously. Was I seriously just looking at his pants? I darted my eyes to his. "Y-yeah I-I'm fine I just.. uh want to practice a song!" I thought quickly of a new topic to think of. I sat at the piano, starting to sing the first song that came into my head. The first few lines are a cappella. "There's a ghost in my bedroom, it haunts me at night. I've asked him to leave, but he keeps stopping by." The kid lit up, he knew the song, and joined in on the next line. "Just when I think that I'm alone, it shows up again with a friend this time. And now this is getting old. I don't know what to do. Metaphorically, this ghost is you." He went over to the drums and played along. Good god, a good singer, fabulous body, and he plays the drums!? "Now this ghost in my bedroom it gives me advice. He promised one day that he'd teach me to fight. Now when I think that I'm alone, he comes up my way with a devil's smile singing, "This is now my home. You're my wish come true." When you reach that golden cloud, I'll be there with you." He took up this part. "There's a ghost in my bedroom, and he's dying to meet you,
(Ah, ah). God knows he's heard all about you. I guess he's friendly enough though. I'll see him more,
(There's a ghost in my bedroom) Always sneaking roses in your bed, (Ah, ah). He's in your bed, says he won't let you down. He will, he will, he will." We ended it there, and I'm glad because I was breathless. Not just because of the lyrics I was belting out. It was him. His voice, god. It harmonized perfectly with mine. Everyone clapped and I just stared at him, mesmerized. And what's more, he looked at me. He had his beautiful blue eyes on me.