SPOV

I ran to my room as soon as the last person left the house and quickly locked the door. I wanted to practice my singing. I had gotten on American Idol, (Thankfully my family had missed the audition show, and they didn't know I had entered.) And wanted to practice. Next week I would be on national TV and did not want to make a fool of myself. I quickly pulled out my guitar and began to play.

Na na na na na na na na na na na na [x2]
I guess I just lost my husband,
I don't know where he went,
So I'm gonna drink my money,
I'm not gonna pay his rent,
I got a brand new attitude and
I'm gonna wear it tonight,
I wanna get in trouble,
I wanna start a fight,
na na na na na na na I wanna start a fight,
na na na na na na na I wanna start a fight.

[Chorus:]
So, so what
I'm still a rock star,
I got my rock moves,
And I don't need you,
And guess what,
I'm having more fun,
And now that we're done,
I'm gonna show you tonight,
I'm alright,
I'm just fine,
And you're a tool,
So, so what,
I am a rock star,
I got my rock moves,
And I don't want you tonight.
I was so busy playing I didn't hear my window open.
(Uh check my flow, aw)
The waiter just took my table,
And gave it to Jessica Simps
I guess I'll go sit with drum boy,
At least he'll know how to hit,
What if this song's on the radio,
then somebody's gonna die,
I'm gonna get in trouble,
My ex will start a fight,
na na na na na na na he's gonna start a fight,
na na na na na na na we're all gonna get in a fight!

[Chorus]

You weren't there,
You never were,
You want it all,
But that's not fair,
I gave you life,
I gave my all,
You weren't there,
You let me fall.

[Chorus]

No, no, no, no
I don't want you tonight,
You weren't there,
I'm gonna show you tonight,
I'm alright,
And you're a tool,
And your a tool,
So, so what,
I am a rock star,
I got my rock moves,
And I don't want you tonight!

I finished and started to play again before a hand stopped me.

"Wow Grimm, who knew someone as annoying as you could sing!"

My head snapped to look at the boy who had been apparently watching me sing.

"Shut-up freak-baby, I thought you went to the store with the others?"

"The old lady wanted me to stay behind and make sure you didn't die."

"Fine now go away, I need to practice."

"Nah, I don't feel like it." He flew up to the ceiling where I couldn't reach him.

"Come on Puck! I can't practice with you staring at me."

He yawned, "Why would you need to practice? Sounds like a lot of unnecessary work to me."

"So I can get better! Now scat!"

Puck took a long look at my face.

"No, if it was just so you could get better you would be madder that I had heard you sing in the first place, your practicing for something. What is it?"

I sighed, the whole family was obsessed with American idol, and I wouldn't be able to hide it long anyway.

"I'm practicing for American idol. I got accepted and I'm going on next week."

"NO WAY!" Puck fell down in shock and landed hard.

"Yes way." I replied grimly.

"You're pulling my leg!"

"Nope bubble brain."

"Why didn't you tell anyone?!"

"Cause I wanted it to be a surprise, now get out so I can practice!"

"That's so cool!" Puck was still saying as he left my room, "I knew you could do something that awesome! Congrats!"

I locked the door after him and sat down on the bed, pondering what he had just said.

He knew I could do something that awesome huh? I looked at my guitar and decided it was finally time to trust Daphne and tell that stupidly awesome freak-baby how I felt about him.