*Bee*
Dinner had finished up fine. He hadn't figured out it was me, which led to a very expected "I told you" from Longshot. I'd rolled my eyes. Also very expected. But now I was sitting in my room, listening to my iPod. I hit the next button and laughed as I recognized the intro. I grinned and sang along, bobbing my head to the beat.
"Absolutely nobody knows me better
No one that can make me feel so good
How did we stay so long together?
Everybody, everybody said we never would
And just when I, I start to think they're right
The love has died
"Thank you for making my heart beat again
Heart beat again, heart beat again
Thank you for making me feel like a kid
Won't you do it and do it one time
Thank you for pulling me right back in, right back in, right back in
And I know I'm never letting this go
I'm stuck on you
Wo-oh, wo-oh, stuck like glue
You and me, baby, we're stuck like glue
Wo-oh, wo-oh, stuck like glue
You and me, baby, we're stuck like glue"
I started wiggling to the music, unwilling to get up, but feeling the need to dance to it.
"Some days I don't feel like trying
Some days, you know, I wanna just give up
When it doesn't matter who's right
Thought about it all night, had enough
You give me that look
"I'm sorry, baby, let's make up"
You do that thing that makes me laugh
And just like that
"Thank you for making my heart beat again
Heart beat again, heart beat again
Thank you for making me feel like a kid
Won't you do it and do it one time
Thank you for pulling me right back in, right back in, right back in
And I know I'm never letting this go
I'm stuck on you
Wo-oh, wo-oh, stuck like glue
You and me, baby, we're stuck like glue
Wo-oh, wo-oh, stuck like glue
You and me, baby, we're stuck like glue"
I grinned as the style changed.
"Wo-oh, wo–"
Someone knocked on my door. I jumped, squeaking in surprised, the earbuds coming out from the vibration and my iPod falling off the bed.
Honey flung the door open. "Hey, Bee, I was wonder–" She broke off, staring at iPod on the ground and my defensive position. "Erm, what'cha doin'?"
"Goodbye," I deadpanned, pointing at the door.
She laughed. "We're going out for ice cream, wanna come?"
I thought a moment, half-glaring at her and biting my lip. "Fine." I reached down, turned my iPod off, shoved it in my pocket, got up, grabbed my jacket, and walked to the door.
"'Stuck Like Glue'?" she asked, trying very hard not to smile.
"Shut up," I grumbled, closing the door behind us and locking it. "Who's driving , anyway?"
"Jet," she said, smiling and batting her eyelashes.
I rolled my eyes, then paused. "Wait, he's not in some form of detention?"
She shook her head, smiling. "Aren't we lucky? Now come on!" She grabbed my wrist and started running.