Lilah
***I hate that man, I really-really do. He is such a pig! I wish I could just kick his ass. Well, I am taller! Little short boy. Not a man... Boy... If I had one wish it would be to... Throw him onto a table and kiss him. Yeah... That's what my wish would be... I hate him so much! Then why can't I stop dreaming about him? And, why the hell do I care about him at all? I mean... I'm only doing this Darla and I thing, to get some attention from Linds, BUT WHY THE HELL DO I WANT HIS ATTENTION! Oh no... Could it be that I'm... Falling for him??? No that's absolutely insane... and OUT OF THE QUESTION. I can't possibly love... him... How could I love anyone with those... horrible... baby blue eyes, and that awful smile, which makes you want to kiss him. And a voice... Oh god, he has the worst voice in the entire world, first time I heard it, I just wanted to throws him on the ground and jump on him, and, I saw him shirtless once... Ooh... so... horrible... he was all... muscular
and... Oh god I need a drink.***
Lilah grabbed her drink and chugged it, She looked up at the Host. The Host looked down. "You alright Hon?"
"No! Do I look alright to you!!!"
"Let me guess, Guy troubles?"
She scoffed, confirming his question.
"So, whose the lucky guy???"
"He's not lucky... He hates me"
"Im sure that not true... What'd he say that made you think he hated you?"
"I hate you."
"Oh... I see... Well, that does complicate the equation, but I don't see how any guy could hate such a pretty girl as you..."
"I hate Lindsey!"
"McDonald?"
"You know him?"
"He's singing in 3 minutes..."
Lilah went to get up to run out before Lindsey saw her, then she ran face first into Lindsey.
***I hate that man, I really-really do. He is such a pig! I wish I could just kick his ass. Well, I am taller! Little short boy. Not a man... Boy... If I had one wish it would be to... Throw him onto a table and kiss him. Yeah... That's what my wish would be... I hate him so much! Then why can't I stop dreaming about him? And, why the hell do I care about him at all? I mean... I'm only doing this Darla and I thing, to get some attention from Linds, BUT WHY THE HELL DO I WANT HIS ATTENTION! Oh no... Could it be that I'm... Falling for him??? No that's absolutely insane... and OUT OF THE QUESTION. I can't possibly love... him... How could I love anyone with those... horrible... baby blue eyes, and that awful smile, which makes you want to kiss him. And a voice... Oh god, he has the worst voice in the entire world, first time I heard it, I just wanted to throws him on the ground and jump on him, and, I saw him shirtless once... Ooh... so... horrible... he was all... muscular
and... Oh god I need a drink.***
Lilah grabbed her drink and chugged it, She looked up at the Host. The Host looked down. "You alright Hon?"
"No! Do I look alright to you!!!"
"Let me guess, Guy troubles?"
She scoffed, confirming his question.
"So, whose the lucky guy???"
"He's not lucky... He hates me"
"Im sure that not true... What'd he say that made you think he hated you?"
"I hate you."
"Oh... I see... Well, that does complicate the equation, but I don't see how any guy could hate such a pretty girl as you..."
"I hate Lindsey!"
"McDonald?"
"You know him?"
"He's singing in 3 minutes..."
Lilah went to get up to run out before Lindsey saw her, then she ran face first into Lindsey.