Kay gazed out her bedroom window, looking at the clear, blue sky, "Miguel," she sighed. She closed her blinds and walked over to her vanity, "Why can't I be as beautiful as Charity?"
"Because you're just too ugly," Jessica teased.
"Jessica, why don't you go play with your little dolls? Huh?" Kay said giving her little sister a dirty look.
"Whatever, Kay," Jessica said leaving the room.
Kay brushed her hair, slipped on her shoes and then went downstairs, "I'm leaving, if anyone needs me you know my cell number." Kay opened the back door and walked out to her car.
Back on the road again
Feelin' kinda lonely
Lookin' for the right guy
To be mine
Friends say I'm crazy 'cause
Easily I fall in love
You gotta do it different
This time
Kay drove past Dune Point and stopped infront of it, "Maybe Miguel isn't my Mr. Right," Kay thought outloud, "No he has to be." Kay took off again.
Maybe we'll meet at a bar
He'll drive a funky car
Maybe we'll meet at a club
And fall so deply in love
He'll tell me I'm the one
And we'll have so much fun
I'll be the girl of his dreams
Maybe...
Kay drove for hours until she finally found a club she had been thinking about going to for awhile. She pakred and shut her car off, "Maybe my Mr. Right is in here."
Alright, maybe gonna find him today
I gotta get someone to call my lover
Yeah, baby, come on
Alright, baby, come on
Pass my way
I gotta get someone to call my lover
Yeah, baby, come on