This is part of Pyro's challenge. I tag... applepips16, CampRockians, and maria08bernal. I don't own it. Also, if I tagged you, you know to go to Pyro's page.
"I'm not going to write you a love song."
I hate this. I freaking hate this.
You want to know what's wrong with me?
Let's see shall we?
I'm a fourteen year old girl.
Who was dragged into fame by her best friend.
Who had to go on tour with her boyfriend.
And got me stuck on this bus.
Where the band's uncle has it in for me.
And is making me write a song to vent how angry I am.
Because I punched my best friend's boyfriend's brother.
Because he called me Caity.
So Nate.
You are so not getting a love song.
At least not until I get mine.
A/N: Ya'll aready know I'm a headcase, so no need to point it out. I might post a sequel to this with another lyric line, but it's going to follow Pyro's rules. Why? She's the boss lady who invented this, I guess. Review, ya'll.