Chapter seven! Sorry for the wait and enjoy readers!
After we finished eating, we went back to the prop house so we could discuss what we should do next out of all the activities I have planned. I have a list in my iPod. All the stuff needed for the activities are in my dressing room. Of course I still have to work out with everyone's parents whether or not it'd be a good idea for a sleepover at the studio tonight. Not to mention, I'd have to convince my mom, step-father, and "girlfriend" to let me stay as well. Difficult enough yet?
"Okay," I began, slapping my hands together, "I have some ideas written down in the notes on my iPod. I'll give you guys a variety to choose from, sound good?"
Either shrugging or nodding, they made their ways over to the spot I was standing to check out the list provided. Sonny being in the middle of the group, as well as the only fully trust-worthy person, I handed her my iPod so it'd be easier for them to stroll through my list. I backed away from the Randoms a few steps, wanting my personal space and better breathing space. After a few moments of rocking back and forth cautiously on my heels, my hands tied behind my back, the Randoms severed from the huddle position and turned their attention back towards me.
"I think your ideas look fun, but I'll have to call my mom and ask about the sleepover part, though," Sonny spoke first.
I nodded, already knowing she was going to say something along those lines anyway. The other Randoms soon danced along the same lines as her's, just as expected. I was expecting them to tell me the first thing they wanted to engage in activity with. Needless to say, I was right, once again. Heh, I feel like a psychic. Ha!
"Well," Nico began, "the Nerf war does sound pretty fun."
"Yeah, but that involves running around," Grady rebutted before stating his suggestion. "I think taking turns playing Wii would be more fun. Plus, that way we'll learn to get along better by taking turns. Also, we would gain more knowledge about sharing and what comes with it."
"Or," Tawni hopped into the conversation, "we will all end up in one big argument about who gets to play."
"See? What did I tell ya, G?" Nico grinned.
Tawni rolled her eyes before speaking again.
"However, I think the Neff, or whatever, is a bad idea too. Most of us," she shot a look in my direction before aiming it towards Nico, Grady, and Zora, "are childish and would get upset about being shot or loosing."
I kind of had to agree with her. I am childish and don't like to loose.
"Well, there's always karaoke. That would be fun. I know a bunch of songs. Sure, we don't have a karaoke machine, but we have YouTube, right? Plus, it helps reduce stress levels! Come on, guys!" Sonny suggested, bouncing up and down like a young child pleading their parents for something desperately wanted.
Zora beamed, "Yeah! I have the perfect song!"
"I guess it doesn't sound too bad," Nico voiced trying to "keep his cool."
He best friend, on the other hand, stumbled upon his response. "I-I guess… we could…"
"As long as it's not a competition. I don't want to make all you guys loose and have somebody throw a fit!" Tawni said with a flip of her blonde locks and a self-centered smile.
I rolled my eyes before nodding in agreement. "Sure," I spoke, my voice coming out raspy. I cleared my throat. "Sonny, since you advocated the idea of karaoke and you just got back from your movie, you can go first."
"Alright. No argument there," she shrugged.
We soon began setting up the TV so it was connect to YouTube. After a few minutes of debating, Sonny finally picked a song. She decided on a Disney Channel song. Typical. However, I have to admit, this Disney song is better than most, especially when she's singing it. Sonny decided to sing She's So Gone off of the movie Lemonade Mouth, performed by Naomi Scott.
"Insecure
In her skin," she ran some fingers along her arm.
"Like a puppet, a girl on a string," she acted as if she had a puppet.
"Broke away," similar to what a mime would do, she pushed against the air and moved herself backwards a few steps.
"Learned to fly," she spread her arms out like a bird.
"If you want her back, gotta let her shine," she pointed to us they retracted her arm to demonstrate 'want' before pushing out her arms once again and them twirling her fingers as she pulled them back to show 'back'. Then she threw her hands back out, her finger separating from one another.
"So, it looks like the joke's on you," she pointed at us, once again.
"'Cause the girl that you thought you knew," she placed her index finger on her head.
"She's so gone," she swiped her hand across her body.
"That's so over now
She's so gone
You won't find her around," she shook her head from side to side.
"You can look but you won't see," she gazed behind her and put one hand on her brow whistle squinting her eyes as if straining to see.
"The girl I used to be," she faced us again and brought her hands to herself in a gesture.
"'Cause she, she's so gone
Here I am
This is me
"And I'm stronger than you ever thought I'd be," she acted as if she were going to flex the muscles in her arms then pointed at us.
"Are you shocked?
Are you mad?
That you're missin' out on who I really am
Now it looks like the joke's on you," she waved a hand out in our direction.
"'Cause the girl that you thought you knew
She's so gone
That's so over now
She's so gone
You won't find her around
You can look but you won't see
The girl I used to be," she repeated the movements she used earlier the first time the song went through that group of lyrics.
"'Cause she, she's so gone
Away, like history,
She's so gone,
Baby this is me... yeah...
She's so gone
That's so over now
She's so gone
You won't find her around
You can look but you won't see
The girl I used to be," once again, she recited some of her old gestures.
"'Cause she, she's so gone
She's so gone
That's so over now
She's so gone
You won't find her around
You can look but you won't see
The girl I used to be," she copied her signs she used from time and time again in this song.
"'Cause she, she's so gone
She's so gone, she's so gone...
So gone, she's so gone... gone, gone, gone."
Generally, I wouldn't clap for some karaoke performance. However, we're talking about Sonny here. I have to clap for her. It's like a regulation. Not to mention her small dance. Plus, she likes polite boys or, as she defines them, kind gentlemen. My opinion on people defined as gentlemen, though? Bleck! Try a monkey in a suit instead.
I spoke as Sonny made her way back to where the Randoms and I stood. "You pick who sings next," I informed her. "But it can't be me. I haven't thought of a song yet," I hastily added.
She rolled her eyes, a smile still dancing gracefully on her pink, soft looking lips. "How about Zora? She said she has the perfect song."
Sonny could barely finish her sentence before Zora bolted and got the karaoke set up for the song she wanted to sing. As soon as I heard the beat I recognized it. It was a son off a movie I knew. It was off the movie Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street that came out in 2007, starring Johnny Depp. The song was title The Worst Pies in London. I felt a smile creep onto my face realizing how Zora it was. First, Zora gasped just like Mrs. Lovett did in the movie, while turning her gaze towards me.
"A customer!
Wait!
What's your rush? What's your hurry?" she sang starting in my direction.
"You gave me such a -
Fright, I thought you was a ghost!
Half a minute, can'tcher sit!
Sit you down, sit!"
It was then she shoved me down onto the couch.
"All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks!
Did you come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague-"
Quickly, she snapped her head to another part of the room, as if she saw an insect of some sort.
"Ugh! What is that?"
She threw her attention back to me.
"But you think we had the plague!
From the way that people
Keep avoiding -
No you don't!"
She jabbed a finger in my chest.
"Heaven knows I try, sir!
Ick!
But there's no one comes in even to inhale!
Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you, I can't hardly blame them!
These are probably the worst pies in London!
I know why nobody cares to take them,
I should know,
I make them,
But good? No!
The worst pies in London,
Even that's polite!
The worst pies in London,
If you doubt it, take a bite!"
She paused and acted as if she were handing me a pie.
"Is that just disgusting?
You have to concede it!
It's nothing but crusting!
Here, drink this, you'll need it!"
Zora handed me an imaginary glass of ale.
"The worst pies in London...
And no wonder with the price of meat
What it is
When you get it
Never
Thought I'd live to see the day
Men'd think it was a treat
Findin' poor
Animals
Wot are dyin' in the street!
Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop!
Does a business but I notice something weird.
Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared!
Have to hand it to her -
Wot I calls
Enterprise
Poppin' pussies into pies!
Wouldn't do in my shop!"
She flapped a hand towards herself, acting proud.
"Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick!
And I'm tellin' you, them pussycats is quick!
No denying times is hard, sir
Even harder than the worst pies in London!
Only lard and nothing more -
Is that just revolting,
All greasy and gritty?
It looks like it's molting,
And tastes like-"
The other Randoms stifled a giggle at her cutting herself off.
"Well, pity
A woman alone,
With limited wind,
And the worst pies in London!
Ah, sir, times is hard,
Times is hard!"
After the beat finished we all clapped and cheered for Zora. She did put on a little act after all. And, of course, she had to pick me for it since I was the one that showed her the movie. She'll make some boy happy someday. That's a for sure thing. And, I should have guessed, Zora didn't hesitate to try and pick me to sing next.
"Chad, you go."
"What? No, I still don't have a song. How do you expect me to think during a song like that?"
"Actually I never expect you do think. I don't even believe you can think at all." I rolled my eyes. "But fine. I'll choose Nico, you little baby."
"Whatever," I mumbled, once again, rolling my eyes.
Nico quickly hopped over to select a song. I didn't even think he could sing. This ought to be interesting. I mean come on, it's Nico Harris. What is gonna come out of that? Something scary, probably. Once the music began, I knew it was gonna start an uprising of the Randoms dancing. The Cha Cha Slide…
"This time we're gonna get funky
Everybody clap your hands," Nico said with rhythm whistle swinging his arms and hands in a clapping motion, encouraging us to join.
Sonny being Sonny, she was the first to follow in pursuit. Soon after, Grady and Zora joined. Then with a small nudge for Zora, Tawni joined as well. Therefore, I was the only one left not participating. I just sat watching everyone else.
"Clap, clap, clap, clap your hands
Clap, clap, clap, clap your hands," Nico continued, Sonny pulling on my arm attempting to get me to join, but failing as I just shook my head no and pulled back towards the couch.
"Alright now, we gonna do the basic steps
To the left
Take it back now y'all
One hop this time
Right foot lets stomp
Left foot lets stomp
Cha cha real smooth
Turn it out
To the left
Take it back now y'all
One hop this time
Right foot lets stomp
Left foot lets stomp
Cha cha now y'all
Now it's time to get funky
To the right now
To the left
Take it back now y'all
One hop this time,
One hop this time
Right foot two stomps
Left foot two stomps
Slide to the left
Slide to the right
Criss cross, criss cross
Cha cha real smooth
Let's go to work
To the left
Take it back now y'all
Two hops this time, two hops this time
Right foot two stomps
Left foot two stomps
Hands on your knees, hands on your knees
Get funky with it
Aaaaaaaaawe yeah (come on)
Cha cha now y'all
Turn it out
To the left
Take it back now y'all
Five hops this time
Right foot lets stomp
Left foot lets stomp
Right foot again
Left foot again
Right foot lets stomp
Left foot lets stomp
FREEEZE!
Everybody clap your hands
(Come on y'all) (Check it out y'all)
How low can you go?
Can you go down low?
All the way to the floor
How low can you go?
Can you bring it to the top?
Like you never, never stop?
Can you bring it to the top, one hop
Right foot now
Left foot now y'all
Cha cha real smooth
Turn it out
To the left
Take it back now y'all
One hop this time
One hop this time
Reverse, reverse
Slide to the left
Slide to the right
Reverse, reverse
Reverse, reverse
Cha cha now y'all, cha cha again
Cha cha now y'all, cha cha again
Turn it out
To the left
Take it back now y'all
Two hops two hops
Two hops two hops
Right foot lets stomp
Left foot let stomp
Charlie Brown
Turn it out now
Slide to the right
Slide to the left
Take it back now y'all
Cha cha now y'all
Aawe yeah mmm, yeah do that stuff aawe yeah I'm out y'all peace!"
When everyone finished their little dance, Sonny whipped towards me. I assumed it was to scold me for not joining. Sorry, but, actually I'm not really sorry. I just didn't want to. I didn't want to because I knew it would hurt. My knee was throbbing from my previous beating. Not to mention my aching arm and ribs and- well I think you get the point. I'm in pain and I don't want the Randoms to know.
"Chad? Why didn't you join us? You're being a party pooper, Pooper!" Sonny exclaimed.
"Pooper? Really? I thought at least you would be over that by now, Sonny. I just didn't feel like it, okay? I'm not really in the mood for dancing, I guess," I replied simply.
"Well then I guess we have to make you get in the mood. I want a huge performance out of you. If you're the greatest actor of our generation you should be able to pull that off, am I correct?"
Damn… She got me there… Ugh! She has to be a smarty-pants, doesn't she? I can't even go up against her because of her stupid cute! This just sucks waterslides. (What? Waterslides are fun.) Then again, I don't mind making a performance out of the song I'm going to perform. Now just to find the right song…
"Alright, fine. But I still need to think of a song, okay? Your challenge is accepted," I stated.
"Yay-"
"However," I cut her off, "that doesn't me I'm going pick an upbeat, go-to, happy song. At this current time it'll just be easier if I pick a more morbid song while I'm in more of a depressed mood. Just because my family is affluent doesn't mean my life at home is perfect. Some days are worse than others," I informed, the Randoms gawking at me in utter shock as I stood to my feet.
"I understand that, Chad. I never said your life was perfect because I know it's not you told me about some of it when we were dating. I wish you would tell me all of it because I'm really concerned about you," she spoke her voice soft.
"You didn't, your little random friends did. And maybe I would have told you all of it, the entire truth, if we hadn't broken up."
She took in a breath, sounding like she was stressed out. I could hear the worry, sympathy, and concern mixed in as well. God, Chad! You're an idiot! Now you're making her become lackadaisical! Only you should be the despondent one here! Ugh! I took in a deep breath as well before clenching my teeth and tensing my muscles to keep from becoming tremulous. Peevishness was definitely a problem for me today. A stressful silence flowed throughout the room.
"Let's just move on to the next song," Nico cut through it. "Grady, why don't you go?"
"Okay! I know just to song and if Mel was here it definitely would be to her. Well, I guess it still is."
Grady quickly made his way over to the TV and computer and put up the karaoke needed for the song he was going to sing. I soon recognized it as a Disney Channel song. It was off one of the movies… What was it called? Umm… Oh! I remember now! It was Camp Rock 2: the Final Jam. The song was Introducing Me. (A/N: Thanks to my friend Chloe for helping me decide this song.)
"I'm good at wasting time,
I think lyrics need to rhyme,
And you're not asking,
But I'm trying grow a mustache
I eat cheese,
But only on pizza, please,
And sometimes on a homemade quesadilla
Otherwise it smells like feet to me
And I, I really like it
When the moon looks like a toenail
And I love you when you say my na-a-ame.
So, If you wanna know, here it goes, gonna tell you there's
A part of me that shows,
If we're close gonna let you see,
Everything
But remember that you asked for it
I'm trying to do my best, to impress
But it's easier to let you
Take a guess at the rest
But you wanna hear what lives in my brain,
And my heart,
Well you asked for it
For your perusing,
At times confusing,
Slightly amusing,
Introducing me
Do-do, do-do-do-do-do
Do-do, do-do-do-do-do
La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
I never trust a dog to watch my food
And I like to use the word "dude" as a noun or an adverb or an adjective
And I, I've never really been into cars
I like really cool guitars and superheroes
And checks with lots of zeros on them
I love the sound of violins and making someone smi-i-ile
If you wanna know, here it goes, gonna tell you this
A part of me that shows,
If we're close gonna let you see,
Everything
But remember that you asked for it.
I'm trying to do my best to impress
But it's easier to let you
Take a guess at the rest
But you wanna hear what lives in my brain,
My heart,
Well you asked for it
For your perusing,
At times confusing,
Possibly amusing,
Introducing me
Well, you probably know more than you ever wanted to
So be careful when you ask next ti-i-i-ime
So, if you wanna know, here it goes, gonna tell you this
A part of me that shows,
If we're close gonna let you see,
Everything
But remember that you asked for it
I'm trying do my best to impress
But it's easier to let you
Take a guess at the rest
But you wanna hear what lives in my brain,
My heart,
Well you asked for it
For your perusing,
At times confusing,
Hopefully amusing,
Introducing Me
Do-do, do-do-do-do-do
Do-do, do-do-do-do-do
Introducing me!" Grady finished.
The Randoms clapped and I half-joined them a few seconds later. I'm sure if Mel was, in fact, here, she would have loved it. Personally, I wasn't one to get all mushy for these kinds of things, like someone I know. *cough* Sonny. *cough* I wasn't really one to get mushy at all. Sure, I can be cheesy sometimes, but that's just to keep the girl happy. The cheesiest I got was when I was with Sonny because I really like her. Still, even so, they don't really get to the heart of me.
"Awww! Grady! That was really sweet! Too bad Mel couldn't have heard it. She would have loved it!" Sonny gushed when the "applause" died down.
Grady cheeks flushed. "Y-you really think so?" he asked sheepishly.
I rolled my eyes. Wow. Come on! Grow up! Don't be such a fricken moron! Does it really matter is she likes it or not? Either way Sonny will obviously say yes! God! How dumb is he? What in the universe does Mel see in him? I seriously have no clue whatsoever.
"I know so," Sonny smiled.
"Can we just move in to the next song?" I exploded extremely annoyed.
All the Randoms attention whipped towards me and I felt the heat rising on my cheeks. I placed my head in my hands to keep them from seeing my face. Today is just not my day… I might have to rethink this whole sleepover thing because I know I'm definitely going to end up crying again tonight. Of course, this time I shouldn't get hit for crying. I probably will if I go to my mom's tonight. It all depends on step-father's mood, in which is usually an angry one.
"Fine. I'll go. Please hold you're applause until I'm done," Tawni boasted.
Of course, all the Randoms, including me, rolled our eyes at her egoistical comment. She strutted her way over to the electrical technology equipment. It didn't take her long to search the karaoke for the song she was going to sing. It only took her a few mere seconds on her freshly manicured nails clicking on the keyboard to find it. It was Too Cool off the first Camp Rock movie.
"I'm too cool for my dress, these shades don't leave my head
Everything you say is so irrelevant
You follow and I my lead, you wanna be like me
But you're just a wannabe, love it or hate it
I can't help the way I am
Hope you don't misunderstand
But I'm too cool, too cool
Yeah, I'm too cool to know you
Don't take it personal, don't get emotional
You know it's the truth I'm too cool for you
You think you're hot but I'm sorry you're not
Exactly who do you think you are?
Can't tell you what that you haven't got
When we walk into the room I'm too cool for you
You're lucky I'm so nice, even I'm surprised
You are still allowed to be in my crew
I'll show you how it's done if you wanna be someone
Just watch me and you'll learn some
Me, myself and I agree
You'll never catch up with me
'Cause I'm too cool, too cool
Yeah, I'm too cool to know you
Don't take it personal, don't get emotional
You know it's the truth I'm too cool for you
You think you're hot but I'm sorry you're not
Exactly who do you think you are?
Can't tell you what that you haven't got
When we walk into the room I'm too cool for you
You see some are born with beauty, brains and talent
And they got it all
While others have to try all their lives
Still they never get the call
That's the difference between you and me obviously
I'm a natural, I'm the real deal
I can't help the way I am
Hope you don't misunderstand
But I'm too cool, too cool
Yeah, I'm too cool to know you
Don't take it personal, don't get emotional
You know it's the truth I'm too cool for you
Too cool, too cool
Yeah, I'm too cool to know you
Don't take it personal, don't get emotional
You know it's the truth I'm too cool for you," warbled the last line of the song.
I think it was mostly just to annoy Tawni but we just stayed silent as she finished. It was a way of getting back at her. She even did a dance to go along, probably from the movie, so it should really get on her nerves. We just gazed at her, blank expressions. I can't wait to see her reaction. First, her satisfied smile obviously dropped from her makeup caked face.
"Um, why isn't anyone applauding?" she disputed.
Not wanting the Randoms to ruin this lesson I quickly spoke up. "Who cares? It's my turn now so shoo," I remarked, gesturing my hands in a motion that I flicked my fingers towards her that signaled her away.
"You figured out a song finally?" Sonny queried.
"Several. Which one depends on some things. For one, can I sing a Blood on the Dance Floor song? I'll skip over the curse words," I half-pleaded.
"No! Their music is too obscene!"
"They can I at least sing part of one of their songs to get me warmed and piped up? It'll be a pretty decent part. Please? Then I'll sing another song. I know Zora likes Blood on the Dance Floor."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Good."
"Good."
I went over to the computer and typed in "Yo Ho (A Pirate's Life for Me) lyrics" on YouTube and fast-forward around the forty-five second mark. I was just gonna sing along. This wasn't only my favorite part of the song; it was also Zora's. I only know this because we hung out not too long ago. The second line I was going to sing reminded me of when the eyes of the character Light Yagami, from Death Note, glowed a menacing crimson.
"Pedal to the metal
Red eyes like a devil," I pointed to my eyes already feeling more energized.
"Raise the white flag," I simply acted as if I was raising a flag.
"Can't reach my level," I swiped my hand across my neck, a few inches out from it, in a 'no' like fashion.
"Like ARGH! ARGH!
Flow sick like SARS!" I made a small wave flow with my arm and hand before throwing my arm in the air gesturing to the stars that we couldn't see.
"XXX till I hit your mark," I sliced three X's in the air with my index finger.
"Ahoy!
Ahoy!
I put the happy to the joy!" I threw out one hand as 'happy' and then the other as 'joy' and slammed together.
"**** with me
And I'll play you like a Gameboy," I pretended to intensely press the buttons on a Gameboy like I was in the middle of a game.
"Ninja," I stroked a ninja pose, probably looking like a retard.
"Skin ya," I pretended to slice someone's skin off.
"Throw ya in a blenda," I acted as if I was tossing something in a blender.
"Chop, chop, chop," I chopped with my hands.
I'm a ************* pirate!
Yo ho, ho
And a bottle of rum we go," I acted like I was gulping some boos and continued doing that when 'rum' was brought up in the song.
"It's my duty to please that booty," I pointed to nothing specific in general but just aiming my hand more towards the ground, continuing that every time I sung this line.
"Yo ho, ho
And a bottle of rum we go
It's my duty to please that booty
Yo ho, ho
And a bottle of rum we go
It's my duty to please that booty
Yo ho, ho
It's a pirate's life for me," I gestured to myself.
It's a pirate's life for me," with one more gesture to myself, I stopped there.
Now that I jumped around a bit, I'm ready for the actually karaoke. I know I must have looked like a complete fool but I got pumped and my blood flowing. I know at least Zora would have appreciated it. I think it was her favorite song trilled by Blood on the Dance Floor. I think it was mine from that band. If even they did think it was a little insane, they were satisfied with my warm up because they clapped and smiled. Well, except for Tawni who was pouting.
"That was pretty good for a warm up," Sonny opined.
I shrugged. "Thanks. But this performance should be better. I highly stress the word 'should', by the way," I bantered.
She gave me a smile before speaking again. "So I suppose you're gonna show me up by proving you are the greatest actor of our generation?"
"Yup."
"We'll see about that, Cooper."
"Good."
"Good."
"Fine."
"Fine."
I spun on my heels and found the karaoke I wanted. Honestly, I was having some debate with this song and some others. It was hard to pick because there are several song that describe me. I had a difficult time choosing. I decided with the help of my one friend, Chloe. I message her on my phone, apparently none of the Randoms noticed; if they did they didn't say anything. Unlike anyone else, I told her about my life. She lives in U.K., in which there is an eight hour time difference from here in California to where she lives. My dad can't kill me for her knowing. I'm sure she won't contact the police in my area, especially since I specifically told her not to and there's the fact we have been friends for several months. Nearly a year, actually. Knowing the song, lyrics and music, by heart, I waited for the "cue" to begin singing.
"Look at me now," I gestured to myself with both my hands, lightly smacking myself in the chest just below my collar bone.
"Got no religion," I sliced my right hand across my body whistle shaking my head 'no'.
"Look at me now," I once again gestured to myself the way I had the first time.
"I'm so vacant," this time placed one hand over my heart.
"Look at me now," first movements, once again, recited.
"I was a virgin," I pointed to myself with one finger.
"Look at me now," for the fourth time, I repeated the first movements I used.
"Grew up to be a whore," I threw my hands down by the sides of my knees and jerked them back up to imitating 'grew'.
"And I want it," gestured to myself with a simple wave of the hand.
I believe it," I repeated the gesture.
"I'm a million different things," I tossed my hands out, twiddling my fingers.
"And not one you know," I swiped a hand across my neck for 'not' and then held up one finger for 'one' before pointing at the Randoms.
"Hey!" my sudden rise in volume caused the Randoms to jump from shock.
"And our mommies are lost now
Hey!
Daddy's someone else
Hey!
And we love the abuse," I placed both hand on my heart.
"Because it makes us feel like we are needed," I slowly brought my hands down away from my heart.
"Now, but I know
I wanna disappear," I quickly, but carefully, brought a fist to my left chest before bouncing it off, my fingers spreading out away from the others.
"Disappear
I wanna disappear
Disappear baby
"I wanna die young," I patted my chest at least seven times.
"Sell my soul," I pitched my right hand towards the Randoms, obviously drawing it away from my chest, as if severing my soul on a platter.
"Use up all your drugs," I pointed at them.
"Make me come," I signaled a coming movement with both my hands along with a flick of the head upward.
"Yesterday man," I pointed behind me with my thumb.
"I was a nihilist
Now today I'm
Just too ******* bored
And I want it
I believe it
And I want it
By the time I'm old enough
I won't know anything at all," I shook my head 'no' while tapping it with a couple fingers.
"Hey!
And our mommies are lost now
Hey!
Daddy's someone else
Hey!
And we love the abuse," I made a heart with my hands.
"Because it makes us feel like we are needed," I made a small flop of my hand directed at me.
"Now, but I know
I wanna disappear
Disappear
I wanna disappear baby
Disappear."
I listened to the music waiting for the inaudible mumbling of the song. After the muttering that the karaoke played with the music I began singing again.
"Hey!
And our mommies are lost now
Hey!
Daddy's someone else
Hey!
And we love the abuse
Because it makes us feel like we are needed," I hopped up on the table that sat in front of the couch making sure there was loads of tissue paper and wrapping paper behind me.
"Now, but I know
I wanna disappear," I finished with one my gesture at myself and carefully letting myself fall back onto the pile of what the Randoms and my gift were covered in.
The room erupted I applause and cheers. Yet, oddly it was more noise than just the Randoms could make. I didn't think all loud praising was deserved. I stood up and saw that there was a bigger group now in the room. They must have come down to hear what the noise was from all of us singing and just so happened to come during mine. Oh, that's great. Not! I probably looked like a fool! And I was singing Marilyn Manson for anime's sake! God! What is everyone going to think about that! I looked at the ground and forced a small smile to appear on my lips as a pink tinge crawled up onto my face. This was going to be fun… If you didn't note my sarcasm you mine as well die because you're a fail at life. And no, I will not excuse my rudeness that I have no clue why you even think exists. Jeesh!
That's the end of chapter 7! Hope you enjoyed it. It took me awhile. School is starting back up soon, sadly. Ugh! -.- I guess I'll get to see my boyfriend on the bright side. :) So, please review and I'll try to update soon. I'll try to update Fear of the Dark soon as well. I apologize for any mistakes there may be.
Random question: How would you react if you were transferred into the world of your favorite anime/manga series? For those of you who don't read or watch anime/manga, how would you react if you were transferred into the world of your favorite TV show, movie, or book series?
