Hey guys! Things here seem to just be heating up, as if things couldn't get worse, they always do. I decided I needed to write and send myself out of reality for a little while, hence this new chapter. Your reviews are very much so welcome. If you have any suggestions on where this story should go, feel free to shoot them my way. Oh and to those who private messaged me about my Mom, thank you SO much, all your messages meant a lot to me.

Take Off Your Colours

Do you remember those times when you would have a friend over, and you'd be listening to horribly written music? You know all the words, you even know part of the dance they do in the music video? You and your friend decide that it is your mission to make this song cool. So what do you do? Make your own music video, of course!

Granted the fact that you're 9 and don't actually have a video recorder, but it doesn't matter because you know your Mom will be more than excited to see you put on a show of your newly made music video.

First you and your friend play the song over, and over, and over, until every lyric is pounded into your minds. Because there's no way you're going to be like Ashlee Simpson and get caught lip-synching while in the middle of your performance. That's just plain embarrassing.

Next step is to make up the dance, or most importantly, decide who the star of this video will be. After about an hour of pointless arguing, and a million rock paper scissors games, you decide you can both be the star. You make your dance, which you're both supposed to be completely in synch with, but of course, you aren't. But that's what makes it even the more cute, right?

Finally you're ready to perform. You call your Mom into the living room, you explain how much hard work has gone into this, and you start the music.

I remember those times oh so vividly. Except I wasn't nine, and my Mom never watched.

Spencer and I are in my hotel room, blasting music, and making up dances. We keep messing up at the same part, causing us both to be put into intense fits of uncontrollable giggles.

But we're determined to get this right.

Picture this, two girls in nothing but underwear and shirts that are too big, with long tube socks on, dancing around a sleazy hotel room.

Quite a sight huh?

"Ash, you keep making me laugh. If you'd just spin when I spin, we wouldn't keep falling."

Its funny how in even the most pointless of moments, you can be the most serious.

"My bad… Oh my gosh, I have the best idea ever!"

She gives me a look of death.

"Your last idea ended with me on the floor after making the saddest attempt at a cartwheel, please do excuse me if hearing another one of your ideas is too out of the question."

She really is horrible at cartwheels; I on the other hand am a beast.

"Har har har, this idea is gold."

She rolls her eyes.

"Shoot."

"There's a bunch of kids in the room next to us right? We should totally put on a grand show for them."

Spencer just looks at me as if I have just grown another head…

"You're kidding, right?"

Two Hours Later:

"I welcome you all to the music stylings of Dancing Disco Davies and Spicy Spinning Spencer!"

I walk over to the boom box, and start the song. This is going to be epic.

The music starts to play, and Spencer and I take out places.

Well everyone sees that pretty gurl

I come from behind Spencer, and she sees me and points.

When she walks down the streets with those pretty curls

I walk and play with my brown curls for a second.

She feeds off all the attention she gets

I look over and see Spencer staring, and I give this huge cheesy smile.

She never gets that much out of it

Everyone tells here that she's beautiful

Spencer mouths the line, and I pretend to blush.

It's never enough to convince herself

I just turn around all shy like.
She feels like she's not worth much at all
And never gets why she's broken inside

I sit down, and pretend to be sad.

She's that pretty gurl that everyone loves

Spencer makes a shape of a heart with her hands.

She never gets why her life is broken

I just sit continuing to seem sad.

She's that pretty gurl that everyone loves?
But there's no one right for her...

Spencer walks over to sit by me, but that's when I mouth the words 'no one right for her' and Spencer walks away.

I take a look over at the 4 kids sitting on the bed, they all look terrified. It's great.

She feels... uglier... everyday she goes on

I make an ugly face, and all the kids start to laugh.

She needs... someone... to love her now

I walk over to Spencer and mouth 'needs someone to love her now.'
As I walk over she's singing the last verse to me, while we stare into each others eyes all cheesy like.

I can see straight through you like a hole in the wall
and I'm not gonna sit back and watch you fall
Take my hand and come with me tonight
Cuz Ill be the one that treats you right

And after the last line is over, we go in for a kiss. It's simple, but, electric. I almost forget the kids are there until we hear,

"EW GROSS THEY'RE KISSING, AND THEY'RE GIRLS!"

This day could not be any better.

Days like this, where you can just embrace your inner child, are simply perfect. Days like this make me believe that everything in life can be okay, that life isn't always curveballs, sometimes, you get thrown a strike or two.

Please review! It was pretty cheesy I know, but it was a needed break from all the serious talk. The song is That ''Pretty Gurl'' by The Media Says.