- Warnings for this chapter: The usual…
- A/N: Right, this is going to get complicated XD I'm going to do a summary of this chapter: they get asked to form mini-choirs, but our loveable group get all confused and pick a very wrong song that is far from choir-like. XD
Also, it's going to be in script-form for part of this chapter… But I'm sure it'll be OK
XD
And because I'm so gosh-darn nice… You're getting this chapter THREE WHOLE days early!
Chronicles Of Max
Chapter 12: I'm Not Okay
Sunday 13th April '08
8.15 in the am
This is so UNFAIR.
McFahrt set off all the fire alarms this morning, got everyone's sorry arses out of bed, made is shiver in the fucking cold, got us back indoors in the assembly hall, at a ridiculous time of morning on a Sunday, JUST to tell us that we're all going to be having a competition.
A choir competition.
WHAT SORT OF SICK INDIVIDUAL IS SHE?!
"What sort of sick individual is she?!" I moaned to the rest of the table in the canteen.
The rest of the table being Mariam, Tyson, Tala, Kai, Bryan and Spencer.
"Yes, Max… We're all tired, and annoyed at what McFahrt has done and announced… But keep it down… I'm still recovering from last night's overindulgence of vodka," Bryan said, holding his head.
Apparently, the return of Bryan and Spencer had called for a mini-party, I.E. Bryan, Spencer and Tala all getting very drunk.
"Guys, we need to think what song we're going to do for this choir contest thing," Mariam said, slurping on some of her cereal.
"What makes you think that us four are doing it with you three?" Bryan asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Because we usually do mad shit with them," Tala replied, drinking his coffee.
"Not anymore."
"I beg to differ. We are. It'll be funny."
"Tala…"
"Don't argue with me Bryan."
Wow. So Tala does have some normality in him after all!
"Can we sing the 'You Are My Only Seahorse' song?" Kai asked.
We all stared at him.
"I'm pretty sure we're supposed to sing a religious song…" Mariam said.
"Fuck that bullshit," Bryan said. He didn't carry on with his sentence, and it left us all wondering if what he said actually made any sense…
"Then we shall do a fantestical song, a song no other group will do…" I trailed off.
We all sat, slurping our drinks, and thinking.
"I've got it," Spencer said, somewhat enthusiastically.
About to take the stage
4.30 in the pm
"Will choir group… 'We Love Seahorses'… Please take the stage," McFahrt called out.
I don't know why we let Kai name out choir group. I said it was a bad idea, Tyson said it was a bad idea, Mariam said it was a bad idea, Spencer said it was a bad idea… Bryan said 'fuck off', which is his way of saying it was a bad idea… But nooo… Tala insisted that we let Kai name the stupid group.
'We Love Seahorses'…
Honestly.
A minute later
We are on the stage… We are taking a deep breath, though I don't know why all of us are doing it - as Mariam's the first one to sing…
And off we go!
Mariam: Well if you wanted sexytime, that's all you had to say.
Max: I never want to let you down or have you go, it's better off this way.
Tala: For all the saucy looks,
Kai: The photographs your seahorse took,
Tyson: Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
Spencer: I'm not okay
Bryan: I'm not okay
Spencer: I'm not okay
Bryan: You wear me out
Mariam: What will it take to show you that it's not the sex it seems?
Spencer: (I'm not okay)
Max: I've told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means
Spencer: (I'm not okay)
Bryan: To be a joke and look, another line without a hook
Tyson: I held you close as we both shook, for the last time have a good hard fuck!
Spencer: I'm not okay
Bryan: I'm not okay
Spencer: I'm not okay
Bryan: You wear me out
Tala: Enjoy all the saucy looks
Kai: The photographs your seahorse took
Max: You said you read me like a book, but the pages all are torn and frayed
Spencer: I'm okay
Bryan: I'm okay!
Spencer: I'm okay, now
Bryan: (I'm okay, now)
Mariam: But you really need to listen to me
Max: Because I'm telling you the truth
Tyson: I mean this, I'm okay!
Tala: (Trust Me)
Spencer: I'm not okay
Bryan: I'm not okay
Spencer: Well, I'm not okay
Bryan: I'm not o-fucking-kay
Spencer: I'm not okay
Bryan: I'm not okay
Kai: Seahorse!
5 minutes later
The rest of the school and McFahrt and all the teachers are staring at us with their mouths hanging open. I'd like to think that that's a sign that they're extremely impressed.
That's what I'd like to think…
"What the HELL did you call that?!" McFahrt yelled at us, completely blowing her top and looking like a very angry mushroom.
"Our song," Tyson shrugged.
"IT'S A CHOIR CONTEST! TO SING RELIGIOUS SONGS! SO YOU CAN BE PART OF THE LOCAL CHURCH'S TEAM IN THE NATIONAL CHOIR COMPETITION!" McFahrt yelled at us.
"Oooh, is that was it was for? If we'd have known that, we wouldn't have even bothered taking part," Tyson said, and we all trooped off stage and ran up to our respective dorms to avoid getting a beating from the angry mushroom.
All cramped in Room 101
10 minutes later
"I think it was Kai's seahorse parts that made us lose…" Bryan said.
"Stop blaming Kai," Tala frowned.
"Personally, I think we're all to blame," I said. Everyone looked at me. "I mean, if we weren't so mad and entertaining…" I continued.
Everyone continued to look at me, before nodding and saying that I was completely right. Yet again.
A/N: XD
I had a teacher at school who looked like an angry mushroom when she was shouting… Lol.
All of the words that I've changed in the song, are all put in bold, lol!
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