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Lily's Point of View
Linay and Wade came back to the car. Linay looked kind of sad, and Wade did too. I was about to say something, but she shook her head, signaling that right here was not the place to discuss what ever happened outside.
It was a pretty awkward silence the whole car ride to the hotel. My foot was throbbing, but it wasn't as bad as when it first got hurt. It was probably just bruised. Thank god.
"What hotel is it?" Justin asked.
"Uh, I don't know, the that's big?" I said. Linay rolled her eyes playfully.
"Wow that's descriptive. It's called The Star." She said. I shrugged.
"You know I'm not good with names," The guys just shook their heads and chuckled.
"What?"
"You two are quite the pair aren't you?" Justin said. We shrugged and grinned at each other.
"You should see us with Randy. Oh my gosh, it's like we are a dysfunctional family. Arguments, crude jokes, meanness, you name it." I said. We all laughed. They pulled into the valet parking. I felt my phone vibrate.
Hey, where are you at? I'm getting worried. – RKO
I quickly sent him a reply, before he sent a chase team after me.
We just pulled into the hotel. I'll explain when we get up there. – LMO(A/N: Her full name is Lily Marie Orton)
"What room number are you girls in?"
"Linay is in room 316 and Randy and I are in 317. We have conjoining rooms," I said.
"Cool, Wade and I are in 321, just right down the hall. Call us if you need anything," Justin smiled a breathtaking smile at me and they walked away.
"So, dude, what happened with you and Wade? You seemed all disappointed and sad," I asked. She sighed.
"He asked me out-"
"Are you serious? That is so exciting, I can't believe-"
"I said no."
"Excuse me? I don't think I heard you right," I said as I whipped out my room key and unlocked the door. Randy stood there relived.
"Thank god! Where were yo-" He started.
"Shh!" I shushed him. I motioned for Linay to continue.
"No, you heard right. You know how many bad relationships I've been in. We just met them. I don't know exactly who they are yet," She explained. She did have a point.
"I guess you're right," I said and hugged her.
"I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up in half an hour?"
"Yeah, sleep well, bitch."
"Will do, bitch," We laughed and she went into her room.
"Where were you?" Randy asked.
"Our car broke down and Wade and Justin rescued us."
"Where's the car now?"
"On the side of the freeway, where a piece of shit car should be," I said. He laughed. "Do you know where my iPod is? I want to work out."
"Yeah, it's in your suitcase. I'll come with you."
"Ok," Hopefully, the work out and the music would get my mind off of Justin. At least, for now. I grabbed my iPod and my phone and walked out the door with Randy.
"You know, I've been thinking. I want a tattoo," I claimed. He pondered.
"Can you handle the pain?"
"Oh please, I'm a professional wrestler for crying out loud. Of course I can handle the pain!" I said, and he shrugged. "We could get matching tattoos! Maybe we could get Orton with a skull underneath it on our lower backs!"
"Lower back?"
"Do you have any room someplace else?"
"Good point. Alright, we'll do it this weekend. We have a week off next week, so it'll have time to heal," He said. I squealed and hugged him. He chuckled and hugged me back. We then entered the hotel gym.
"I'll have my music on high, so just tap me if you need me," I said. He nodded and went to lift some weights, as I went to the treadmill. I popped my ear buds in and started singing to the music. I couldn't help it, it was just so catchy.
She lives in a fairy tale It's all about the exposure, the lens, I told her Keep your feet on the ground Well, go get your shovel So one day he found her crying But it was a trick Keep your feet on the ground Well, go get your shovel Well, you built up a world of magic Well, if it's not real Go get your shovel
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
When your head's in the clouds
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
And the clock struck twelve
Well, make sure to build your home
Brick by boring brick
Or the wolf's gonna blow it down
When your head's in the clouds
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
We'll bury the castle, bury the castle
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah, you built up a world of magic
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Oh, even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
The song ended and I heard clapping before the next song hit. I hit pause, took out my ear buds and looked over.
There was Wade, Justin, and Randy clapping. I felt my face heat up, and I knew that I had blushed at least 4 shades of red.
"Was I that loud?" I asked. I only sang when I had ear phones in. And I'm loud when I sing.
"You were practically screaming the song," Randy said. I glared at him.
"We didn't mind it of course. You have a very nice voice. You should take up singing sometime," Justin said. I blushed even harder.
"Yeah, well it's hard not to sing, when one of your favorite song is playing, of course." I stated.
"What song was it?"
"Brick by Boring Brick by Paramore. I have tons of their songs loaded onto here." I said, waving my iPod back and forth.
"Can you sing one more for us?" Wade asked.
"Sorry, but no, I don't like to sing in front of people. And, I can only sing with my ear buds in."
"Oh come on. You can put your ear phones in and you won't even know we're here," Randy pleaded.
"It's ear buds and fine," I said, scrolling through my iPod until I found the perfect song. "I will warn you, I may get a little crazy when I sing this," They nodded and I pressed play.
Oh no, I just keep on falling It takes acquired minds to taste We want the airwaves back Everybody sing like it's the last song you will ever sing Right now, you're the only reason Well ha ha, you'll trigger a landslide It takes acquired minds to taste
Back to the same old
And where's hope when misery comes crawling?
Oh my way, hey
With your faith you'll trigger a landslide
(Victory)
You kill off this common sense of mind
To taste, to taste this wine
You can't down it with your eyes
So we don't need the headlines
We don't need the headlines, we just want
We want the airwaves back
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
Everybody live like it's the last day you will ever see
We want the airwaves back
We want the airwaves back Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
I'm not letting go, oh
And time out if everyone's worth pleasing
(Victory)
To kill off their finite state of mind
To taste, to taste this wine
You can't down it with your eyes
So we don't need the headlines
No, we don't want your headlines, we just want
We want the airwaves back Everybody sing like it's the last song you will ever sing Everybody sing like it's the last song you will ever sing Alright, so you think you're ready? Alright, so you think you're ready? We were born for Everybody sing like it's the last song you will ever sing Everybody sing like it's the last song you will ever sing We were born for this
We want the airwaves back
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
Everybody live like it's the last day you will ever see
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure?
Okay, then you say this with me, go
We were born for this
We were born for this
Okay, then you say this with me, go
We were born for this
We were born for this
We were born for this
We were born for this
We were born for
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure?
Everybody live like it's the last day you will ever see
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure now?
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure?
Tell me, tell me, can you feel the pressure?
We were born for this
We were born for this
I gave them warning for good reason. By the end of the song, I was dancing all throughout the gym. Luckily, there was no one else in there. It was actually fun singing and dancing. I should do it more often.
"Awesome singing!" They gushed.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
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