Lizzie's POV, Room 217
"Karaoke?" I questioned, "They rented out a karaoke bar for us?" I asked Sean as we both got our clothes together for tonight. We had just gotten unpacked in our room, and since tomorrow is the official start of PAX, today will be a resting day and night out.
"Apparently, fans can go if they pay 30$ extra" Jack replied.
"But aren't we not allowed to drink?" I questioned.
"Maybe they're sparing us, or maybe the drinks will get spiked again, either way" He turned toward me, his full outfit in hand "I would be careful." I grabbed my whole outfit and rushed to the bathroom before Jack could go in, closing the door. "Oh come on! I was ready, you're cheating!" I giggled.
"So are you gonna sing?" I asked through the door. I could hear a sigh on the other side as I brushed my hair.
"I'm still jet lagged, I don't think I'm gonna be that up to it" I heard a few drawers close and a suitcase being zipped up on the other side, followed with "Why? Are you going to?"
"I don't think I will, I'm not a good singer anyway" Soon I couldn't hear a single noise coming from the opposite side "Sean?"
"Don't doubt yourself. Never doubt what you can do" Jack said, the noise starting up again shortly after.
Lizzie's POV, Karaoke Bar
As I walked into the karaoke bar, I noticed how it was completely themed like Alice in Wonderland, looking down at my grey tank top, black jeans, moon choker, and matching converse, I felt almost out of place. If someone were to tell me, I would've dressed more colorful. "Lizzie!" I could hear Brizzy's voice from across the room, calling out to me. I walked over, Brizzy sitting alone at a table. "I need your help"
"Sure, what's up?" I spoke as I sat down next to her.
"Well... I may have a tiny crush-" I cut her off.
"On Connie?" She nodded. "All you have to do is be honest, be yourself, and don't say anything stupid." As I finished my sentence, music began playing throughout the bar. I looked over toward the stage to see Mark singing Sexyback by Justin Timberlake. I couldn't help myself and began laughing obnoxiously, noticing Brizzy was recording it. I could hear the fans screaming from the outside of the building, Mark seems to have that effect on people.
"I don't know what to do" Brizzy spoke up. I looked over and thought on my feet, noticing Mark finished the song.
"Why don't you sing to her?" Brizzy looked over at me as if I had grown a second head.
"Sing? What would I sing?" She whispered to herself in thought. She smiled and walked up on stage, pulling Connie up with her.
I relaxed in my seat, smiling as I looked up to see Brizzy singing to 'So This Is Love' from Cinderella. As I heard Connie's voice sing along in her Cinderella voice, I looked over to Sean as he took photos with some fans and talked to Mark. I smiled as the classic tune rang throughout my mind. As it slowly ended, I heard someone sit next to me.
My head whipped around on instinct, meeting eyes with Joel. "What do you want?" I growled under my breath.
"Lizzie, I just wanted to apologize," As I heard his bullshit come out of his dry mouth, my arms crossed and my eyebrows raised. I don't even want to remember what he said. I could smell the light scent of cigarettes surrounding me as he spoke. "Do you forgive me?"
"Of course I don't." For the five seconds he was confused, I wanted to kill him.
"But you have to," He does realize I make my own decisions, right? "I still love you-"
"No, first you broke up with me, then came to my school and banged one of my best friends, and now your sitting here, apologizing because I didn't come crawling back to you" All he did was stare at me.
"But I still love you, you have to forgive me" Is he dumb? I think he's dumb. "Come on," He looked me into my eyes and placed his hand on my thigh, "I know you miss me"
I smacked his hand off my thigh, stood up, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him along with me on-stage. I quickly spoke to the person in charge of music to play the song I wanted to play. I could hear Sean yell my name, almost in fear.
Sean's POV
After Brizzy sang to Connie, I couldn't help but clap for them. They would be adorable together. Strangely, it felt as if something was missing. LD.
I looked around for her, every table, nook and craney, yet not a sign of her. I turned my head toward the stage to see nothing other than Lizzie herself, gripping the wrist of Joel. I was seething in anger, until I realized she was in control. As music began playing again, fear spread throughout my body. What was she thinking?
Lizzie's POV (yet another POV change)
Time to pack your bags,
No more looking back,
So quit your cryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have,
Had me in a trance,
And now you've lost your chance,
So just quit tryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have had me hypnotized.
I began singing, feeling confident as Joel had no idea what was coming. Yet, most people had out their cameras, filming my lyric.
Listen carefully, (Shhh)
I know it's hard for you, (I know)
You're not quite used to vulgarity and verbal abuse, (Get ready)
Well first off fuck you and what you represent,
Tryna take the money you didn't earn, you won't see a fucking cent.
I smirked as Joel's face dropped and my middle finger flew up. The gasps of the crowd only made it better.
I'm sorry, did I just make you feel upset?
Wanna add a habit and light about 30 cigarettes? (You should)
You're only mad about the fact that I put a light to you,
Basically tracing paper when all we see is right through you!
Who doesn't love analogies with a couple meanings,
Especially when it makes a prick like you start steaming,
I can tell you're not quite gettin' what I said before,
What I mean by tracing paper's that you're see-through and disposable.
Goodbye.
By now, everyone's mouths were hanging open in shock. I could see Brizzy smirking at me with her arm wrapped around Connie. I could see Mark's mouth hit the ground, he's never seen me so crazy. I could see Sean's face, I had no idea the emotions he was feeling. Anger. Fear. Shock. Disappointment.
Time to pack your bags,
No more looking back,
So quit your cryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have,
Had me in a trance,
And now you've lost your chance,
So just quit tryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have had me hypnotized.
Oh no no
You had me hypnotized
Oh no no
You had me hypno...
I turned straight toward Joel, preparing my voice for the moment of my lifetime.
I heard you been lyin' and tryin' to shit on my name talkin' behind my back,
As I rapped out the lyrics, people were even more shocked. I myself never knew I could rap well.
You should never expect the best to rest instead you're spewin' that bullshit!
Come on, you're not adept in honesty, (nope)
And honestly, I see you've never delivered apologies.
It's always: "Because of them or because of a thing that happened."
What do you wanna receive for fucking it up all the time? A fucking statue? (Congrats)
I'll call it, hmm "Ode to Mr. Miserable".
Call me harsh for throwin' darts and aimin' for your hollow temples.
Oh me? Lizzie died and it's no more nice girl season.
Cause now she's heated and it's...
Time to pack your bags,
While I continued onto the chorus, everyone who knew the lyrics had begun singing along with me. I changed a small amount of lyrics, only my name and the gender, but I swear that's all.
No more looking back,
So quit your cryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have,
Had me in a trance,
And now you've lost your chance,
So just quit tryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have had me hypnotized.
Oh no no
You had me hypnotized
Oh no no
You had me hypno...
It's so unnatural,
You're throwing dirt into the details,
A common criminal,
And now you're headed for the derail,
Liar, liar,
Cover up your tracks again,
We're all aboard and it's a scorcher,
Fire, fire,
Burnin' up your back,
Your sin's your torture.
I put all of my effort into the notes and emotion of the song. People would finally know the truth about Joel.
Time to pack your bags,
No more looking back,
So quit your cryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have,
Had me in a trance,
And now you've lost your chance,
So just quit tryin',
I know, you know you're guilty,
Guess you must have had me hypnotized.
Oh no no
You had me hypnotized
Oh no no
You had me hypno...
(You are way more than a headache at this point. Do us all a favor, and go fuck yourself.)
I ended it by flipping off Joel and walking off stage, going toward Brizzy and Connie as if it never happened.