A/N: I think people like it so far. PLEASE R&R! This has been great to write, I just hope it turns out better as it goes on.
Taylor's POV
"Hey everybody! I'm so glad to be here." Taylor said with a smile towards the crowd before her. She was having a little concert on the stage and the manager will pay her double he paid the other acts because she was famous.
I strummed the guitar and began the song.
You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upsetShe's going off about something that you said'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I doI'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday nightI'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't likeAnd she'll never know your story like I do
She stopped playing when she heard a voice on a microphone to her left. Shelly came out from the curtain and walked towards her as she talked.
"Taylor, a concert at an amusement park!" she said with fake enthusiam.
"How thoughtful, right guys?" She asked, motioning to the large crowd that was still forming in front of the stage.
"YAH!!" The crowd shouting, excited, like this was a part of her show. What the hell is she doing here? I thought. All I know is that it isn't good. She wants to play games, then I'll play too.
"Everybody, this is my friend Shelly." I said with a smile, lying just as well as she.
"Thanks Taylor," she said continuing her act. "But I have a surprise for you now. That surprise you gave me earlier couldn't go without returning the favor." Shelly said giving her a knowing look. She smiled into the crowd for a second. I followed her gaze and saw Sterling and the others standing there smiling. Sterling was smiling, like he knew what this was all about, but the others were standing there trying not to look so confused.
I looked at her again, preparing myself for whatever she had planned. All of a sudden music started in the background, but she kept talking.
"A treat for Taylor. I hope you guys appreciate it…I know she will." Giving me another one of those smiles. She flipped her hair back, which now lay on her shoulders and back. It actually looked pretty good down, but I wasn't gonna let her get the satisfaction of knowing that. I just glared at her from behind my hair, so the crowd couldn't see how much I really did appreciate whatever she was planning. Then she started.
Shelly's POV
I watched her glare at me and smiled before I started.
Listen to yourself you're a hot mess
St-tu-utter your words, breaking a sweat
I walked towards her, smiling.
What's it gonna take to confess
What we both know
She went pale.
Yah, I was outta town last weekend
You were feeling like a pimp round your lame friends
Now your little parties gonna end
So here we go
Woahoahoah
You got a secret
Woahoahoah
You couldn't keep it
Woahoahoah
Somebody leaked it
And now some shits about to go down
I never thought that you would be the one,
Acting like a slut
When I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't
ohuoh
Kiss N tell
You really shoulda kept it in your pants
Hearin dirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't
Ohuoh
Kiss N tell
Ohuoh
You lookin like a tool not a baller
Your acting like a chick why bother
I can find somebody way hotter
With a bigger.. Well
Cause your talkin bout all the ways you messed up
You weren't smart enough to keep your stupid mouth shut
I'm so sick of it I've had enough
I hope you cry
Woahoahoah
You got a secret
Woahoahoah
You couldn't keep it
Woahoahoah
Somebody leaked it
And now some shits about to go down
I never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't
Ohuoh
Kiss N tell
You really shoulda kept it in your pants
Hearing sirty stories from your friends
Maybe you shouldn't
Ohuoh
Kiss N tell
Ohuoh
Kiss N tell
Kiss N tell
K-kiss N tell
Kiss N tell
Kiss N tell
Kiss N tell
Kiss N tell
Oh I hope you know
That you gotta go
Get up and go
I don't wanna know
Or why your gross
You gotta go
Get up and go
Cause I don't wanna know
I I never thought that you would be the one
Acting like a slut when I was gone
Maybe you shouldn't
Ohuoh
Kiss N tell
You really shoulda kept it in your pants
Hearin dirty stories from your friends
Then I stopped and smiled at her. I saw her expression; awe, mixed with anger, and a hint of jealousy. I looked back at the crowd.
"Sorry for stealing away Taylor and her singing." I said, ready to walk off the stage. Then I heard clapping, whistling and cheering. I turned around and blushed when I realized that I had gotten a standing ovation.