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Chapter 4 - Kori, would you turn me on?
"STARFIRE!" Robin shouted from his seat. Kori looked down, her contacted blue eyes wide as she laid eyes on her old leader and former boyfriend. She smirked at him and turned back to the audience, smiling.
"Everyone, we have some special guests here tonight I see! Everyone: THE TEEN TITANS!" Kori yelled, spreading her arms out in front of her as the spotlight followed her gaze to the team down below. Robin stared up at her in awe, wondering why she would do that to them; obviously they were incognito. Exposing them like that was a bitchy thing to do.
While the team waved awkwardly, Grayson came up front and snatched the microphone out of Kori's hand. He stuck his tongue out at her and she pretended to look hurt.
"It seems I've hurt my girlfriend's feelings! Should I sing her a song to cheer her up?" He asked.
'Girlfriend?' Robin thought, looking up at Grayson and Kori. She hung on his arm like a scarf; he was disgusted. Not only should she still be mourning the loss of him, she should not be famous.
The audience chanted their approval as Kori hid her head in shame. He lifted his bass over his head and handed to Kori who graciously accepted the instrument, slinging it over her own shoulder.
"Alright everyone, this is called 'Kori, Would You Turn Me On?' Are we ready?" He pointed the microphone to the audience and they screamed as Grayson cupped his hand by his ear. "Excuse me? I don't think I can hear you!" The crowd cheered louder and the band launched into the song, Grayson's voice ringing out from the microphone.
When're you gonna give it up?
You're giving me such a rush
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
You are the taste of something sweet
And I'm tangled in the sheets
You left a small track down my back
So chain me up, I'm in too deep
Too much of you is never enough
When're you gonna give it up?
You're giving me such a rush
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
Just another pretty face
But I want one more taste
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
Just one fix
To keep me in the mix
And I'm still strung out on you
Drove all night
I'm a deer in your headlights
What's left of me you'll swallow soon
Too much of you is never enough
So when're you gonna give it up?
You're giving me such a rush
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
Just another pretty face
But I want one more taste
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
You took what you wanted
You got it
You know when I'm haunted
By everything that you gave me
You made me, you broke me, you saved me
You're crazy, but I'm not done
So when're you gonna give it up?
You're giving me such a rush
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
(Kori, would you turn me on?)
Just another pretty face
But I want one more taste
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
When're you gonna give it up?
You're giving me such a rush
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
Just another pretty face
But I want one more taste
Come on, Kori
Would you turn me on?
The finishing chords were strummed out of the guitar and bass as Kendra banged on the drums, ending with a dramatic symbol clash. The crowd went crazy as a few insane fans ripped their shirts off and hastily wrote their phone numbers down, chucking them at Grayson. Kori laughed hysterically as Grayson picked one up and nodded at a now shirtless girl.
"Uh, thanks?" He said with a slight chuckle. The Grayson fan-girls screamed for another song and he looked distressed. He really only had one other song and the band had only practiced it a few times.
"Do you want to hear our latest song? Mr. Grayson wrote it himself, ladies!" Kori said into the mic. The girls screamed and the guys easily complied.
"Kori, we've only practiced Dear Korina a few times... what if something goes wrong?"
"Nothing will happen, Grayson. Just give it your best shot." Kori nodded with an encouraging smile.
Robin looked at her, enraged. Why the hell was this happening? Shouldn't she still be distraught over him? Wondering why he'd left her? Apparently not because it seemed she had no trouble hanging all over another guy on stage in front of thousands of people. His face turned beet red as Grayson took the microphone back from his girlfriend.
"Okay everyone, this is called, 'Dear Korina, Count Me In'. Hope you all like it."
I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Korina, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
When the lights go off
I wanna watch the way you
Take the stage by storm
The way you wrap those boys around your finger
Go on and play the leader
'Cause you know it's what you're good at
The low road for the fast track
Make every second last
'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Korina, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one
Who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd
Then in the field you'll be the show girl of the home team
I'll be the narrator
Telling another tale of the American dream
I see your name in lights
We can make you a star
Girl, we'll take the world by storm
It isn't that hard
'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Korina, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one
Who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd
Whoa...
Ha ha..
Take a breath, don't it sound so easy
Never had a doubt
Now I'm going crazy watching from the floor
Take a breath and let the rest come easy
Never settle down
'Cause the cash flow leaves me always wanting more
'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Korina, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one
Who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd
'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Korina, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
The song ended and the crowd cheered, more objects accompanied with phone numbers flying towards the stage. Kori came up next to Grayson and he handed her the microphone.
"Alright everyone, we're gonna take a short break, be back in about fifteen minutes! And ladies; Grayson really likes french fries and Dr. Pepper!" She added hastily, earning a playful shove from him. She giggled and was chased offstage. Robin sought his advantage and hopped up onstage, running back to where he'd seen her go.
He stopped in front of a door with a piece of silver duct tape with the word, "KORAAYY" scrawled across it in messy handwriting. He knocked on the door, standing there confidently until she answered.
"Grayson's down the way, unless you're a fan girl with french fries and a D.P, then he's here." She giggled, opening the door. Half her auburn hair was crimped and the other half still pin straight. Her smile melted from her face when she saw him standing there.
"Oh, it's just you."
"Well you seem happy to see me for the first time in two years." Robin said sarcastically, inviting himself inside as Kori sat down in front of her mirror, picking her crimper up again.
"Ecstatic. How have you been?" Kori asked, not even taking the time to glare at him. Robin shrugged.
"Fine. You seem to be doing well.... who's that Grayson character?"
Kori spun around. "My boyfriend. Why, jealous?" She spat, raising one of her eyebrows before turning back around and sticking little stars next to her contacted eyes.
"No, I just didn't think you'd downgrade from me so quickly."
"Actually, Grayson is quite an upgrade from you. He's sweet and isn't a total douchebag to me, so you know what DICK? You can just suck it and get out of my dressing room." Kori retorted, never looking up from her palette of colorful eyeshadows.
"Fine, Star. But when that guy dumps you for your hot drummer, don't come crawling back to me." Robin said before getting up from his seat on the velour couch behind her and walking away. Kori sat speechless on her directors chair and sighed before turning back to her make up and applying more blush to her cheek bones.
"Cheese Dick...."
A/N:
AND FINITO FOR THIS CHAPTER! (:
Sorry I made Robin such a doucher. I felt like it was necessary and I also was in a 'make Robbie a douche' mood as well. (:
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