HEY! Chapter 3.
I nodded.
"So? Who's the main vocals?" Jasper asked.
I looked out to my friends.
"She is," Rosalie said, pointing at me.
"Wh-what? Rose, I haven't sang that song since I was 7!" I replied, freaking out.
"You can do it Alice," Bella said. I'm glad she's sure I can….I'm just not sure that I can.
"Aw, is the shimp scared?" Emmett asked, teasingly. Oh, NOW I KNOW I CAN DO IT.
"I'll do it. Just to prove you guys wrong," I replied, shooing them off the stage. The stage got dark and Rosalie placed a microphone in front of me. You only have one shot…
The band played and a single spotlight hit me and I sang: (Glee version)
Don't tell me not to live, I'm gonna live and live now,
Just sit and putter,
Life's candy and the sun's
A ball of butter.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!
Don't tell me not to fly-
I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill,
It's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade!
I'll march my band out,
I'll beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir.
At least I didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it!
But whether I'm the rose
Of sheer perfection,
Or freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion,
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye,
I gotta fly once,
I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy,
Juicy, and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir!
Get ready for me, love,
cause I'm a comer,
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!
Get what I want-I know how,
One roll for the whole show bang,
One throw, that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gun shot, and BAM!
I threw my arms out to the side as I hit that note perfectly. All around me our best dancers came on the stage and danced rhythmically to the song.
Hey, Mister Armstein,
Here I am!
I'll march my band out,
I will beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir,
At least I didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it.
Get ready for me, love,
'cause I'm a comer,
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade!
Boy you should've seen the looks on all the camper's faces. Especially Jasper, Emmett and Edward. Their expressions were laughable. I bet the reason they chose this song was because they thought I couldn't hit that last note and hold it for as long as I did. Well, suck it! I did it!
I jumped off the stage want skipped over to Camp Star.
"How was that?" I asked sweetly.
"It was….." Edward started. He seemed at lost for words which made me happy.
It was silent until Emmett broke the awkwardness.
"AWESOME! I mean that last note-"
Jasper cut him off with a cough. "Well, it looks like we have our work cut out for us." Jasper then walked away his camp following.
I looked at everyone else and said, "One….Two….Three….
"CAMP ROCK!" We all yelled into the night.
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