Disclaimer: I own Sam, Kelly, and me.
Notes: More songs! Yay! I got the lyrics from www.lyricscity.com.
Pen Pals 3: Famous
It was Friday. We were waiting backstage. I felt Hiei kiss my cheek. I turned around. "Hey Hiei," I said. Chris walked up. "Hey Jess," he said, "Break a leg tonight," "Thanks," I said. Hiei growled. "Don't worry Hiei," Chris told the fire demon, "Jess is all yours," I rolled my eyes as Chris left. BreAnna ran up to me. "I just wanted to wish you guys good luck," she said. "Thanks," I said as BreAnna left. "Let's go Hiei," I said.
We took our places on the stage. Sam took the mic first. "I'm Sam, and this song is for my big brother who taught me to play guitar!" "I'm Kuwabara, and this is for my teammates!" "I'm Kelly, and this song is for my first love!" "I'm Kurama, and this song is for my former partner!" "I'm Jessica, and this song is for Kelly, Sam, Jason, and Hiei!" "I'm Hiei, and this song is for Jessica and my teammates!" "We are the Demonic Angels!" we chorused. We began to sing.
'Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The waters getting warm so you might as well swim
My worlds on fire how about yours
That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters in gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Somebody once asked could you spare some change for gas
I need to get myself away from this place
I said yep what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold'
After a while, we only had two more songs to sing. We began once more.
'Chill out
What you yellin for?
Lay back
It's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You will see
I like you the way you are
When we're drivin in your car
And you're talking to me one-on-one
But you become
Somebody else
Round everyone else
Watchin your back
Like you can't relax
You tryin to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly, you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no
You come over unannounced
Dressed up like you're somethin else
Where you are ain't where it's at you see
You're makin me
Laugh out
When you strike a pose
Take off
All your preppy clothes
You know
You're not foolin anyone
When you become
Somebody else
Round everyone else
Watchin your back
Like you can't relax
You tryin to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
And you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no (no no no)
No no (no no no)
No no (no no no)
No no
Chill out
What you yellin for
Lay back
It's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You will see
Somebody else
Round everyone else
Watchin your back
Like you can't relax
You tryin to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
And you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly, you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated? (yeah yeah)
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
And you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly, you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no'
The applause was deafening. "We'll sing one more song!" I said into the mic, "You choose!" We heard the audience chanting Sk8er Boi. "Sk8er Boi it is!" cried Kelly.
'He was a boy
She was a girl
Can I make it any more obvious
He was a punk
She did ballet
What more can I say
He wanted her
She'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes
He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth
Five years from now
She sits at home
Feeding the baby, she's all alone
She turns on T.V.
Guess who she sees
Skater boy rockin' up MTV
She calls up her friends
They already know
And they've all got tickets to see his show
She tags along
Stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down
He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?
He was a skater boy
She said see ya later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?
Sorry girl, but you missed out
Well tough luck, that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see
See the man this boy could be
There is more than meets the eye
I see the soul that is inside
He's just a boy
And I'm just a girl
Can I make it any more obvious
We are in love
Haven't you heard
How we rock each other's world
I'm with the skater boy
I said see you later boy
I'll be backstage after the show
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
About the girl you used to know
I'm with the skater boy
I said see you later boy
I'll be backstage after the show
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
About the girl you used to know'
We were greeted with more deafening applause. We were famous. And it all started with one song. Hiei kissed me. When he broke away, he kept his arm over my shoulders. I smiled.
"We're going on a world tour!?!" asked Kuwabara. "All right!" cried Sam. "That means we'll get to visit Tokyo!" Said Kelly "That means we'll get to see our other friends!" said Kurama. "And," I said, "We leave on Monday!" We all cheered. We were going on a world tour. And what made it better was the fact that we could bring people with us. I invited BreAnna and Chris. Hiei wasn't happy about it.
It was Monday. We said goodbye to all our friends as the van drove away. I sat next to Hiei. "Hey," I said. "Why did you have to bring Chris?" Hiei asked me. "Cause he's my friend," I said, "And when we get to Tokyo, we'll pick up your other friends,"
A/N: I hope you liked that chapter. It took me a while to write it. Anyway, If you have any song suggestions for the tour, tell me in your e-mail. I might edit some songs though. R/R! Ja ne!
Notes: More songs! Yay! I got the lyrics from www.lyricscity.com.
Pen Pals 3: Famous
It was Friday. We were waiting backstage. I felt Hiei kiss my cheek. I turned around. "Hey Hiei," I said. Chris walked up. "Hey Jess," he said, "Break a leg tonight," "Thanks," I said. Hiei growled. "Don't worry Hiei," Chris told the fire demon, "Jess is all yours," I rolled my eyes as Chris left. BreAnna ran up to me. "I just wanted to wish you guys good luck," she said. "Thanks," I said as BreAnna left. "Let's go Hiei," I said.
We took our places on the stage. Sam took the mic first. "I'm Sam, and this song is for my big brother who taught me to play guitar!" "I'm Kuwabara, and this is for my teammates!" "I'm Kelly, and this song is for my first love!" "I'm Kurama, and this song is for my former partner!" "I'm Jessica, and this song is for Kelly, Sam, Jason, and Hiei!" "I'm Hiei, and this song is for Jessica and my teammates!" "We are the Demonic Angels!" we chorused. We began to sing.
'Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up now wait 'til you get older
But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The waters getting warm so you might as well swim
My worlds on fire how about yours
That's the way I like it and I'll never get bored
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters in gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Somebody once asked could you spare some change for gas
I need to get myself away from this place
I said yep what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself
And we could all use a little change
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Hey now you're an All Star get your game on, go play
Hey now you're a Rock Star get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold'
After a while, we only had two more songs to sing. We began once more.
'Chill out
What you yellin for?
Lay back
It's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You will see
I like you the way you are
When we're drivin in your car
And you're talking to me one-on-one
But you become
Somebody else
Round everyone else
Watchin your back
Like you can't relax
You tryin to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly, you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no
You come over unannounced
Dressed up like you're somethin else
Where you are ain't where it's at you see
You're makin me
Laugh out
When you strike a pose
Take off
All your preppy clothes
You know
You're not foolin anyone
When you become
Somebody else
Round everyone else
Watchin your back
Like you can't relax
You tryin to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
And you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no (no no no)
No no (no no no)
No no (no no no)
No no
Chill out
What you yellin for
Lay back
It's all been done before
And if you could only let it be
You will see
Somebody else
Round everyone else
Watchin your back
Like you can't relax
You tryin to be cool
You look like a fool to me
Tell me
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
And you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly, you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated? (yeah yeah)
I see the way you're actin like you're somebody else
Gets me frustrated
Life's like this you
And you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get
And you turnin into
Honestly, you promised me
I'm never gonna find you fake it
No no no'
The applause was deafening. "We'll sing one more song!" I said into the mic, "You choose!" We heard the audience chanting Sk8er Boi. "Sk8er Boi it is!" cried Kelly.
'He was a boy
She was a girl
Can I make it any more obvious
He was a punk
She did ballet
What more can I say
He wanted her
She'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well
But all of her friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes
He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth
Five years from now
She sits at home
Feeding the baby, she's all alone
She turns on T.V.
Guess who she sees
Skater boy rockin' up MTV
She calls up her friends
They already know
And they've all got tickets to see his show
She tags along
Stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down
He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?
He was a skater boy
She said see ya later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slamming on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?
Sorry girl, but you missed out
Well tough luck, that boy's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see
See the man this boy could be
There is more than meets the eye
I see the soul that is inside
He's just a boy
And I'm just a girl
Can I make it any more obvious
We are in love
Haven't you heard
How we rock each other's world
I'm with the skater boy
I said see you later boy
I'll be backstage after the show
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
About the girl you used to know
I'm with the skater boy
I said see you later boy
I'll be backstage after the show
I'll be at the studio
Singing the song we wrote
About the girl you used to know'
We were greeted with more deafening applause. We were famous. And it all started with one song. Hiei kissed me. When he broke away, he kept his arm over my shoulders. I smiled.
"We're going on a world tour!?!" asked Kuwabara. "All right!" cried Sam. "That means we'll get to visit Tokyo!" Said Kelly "That means we'll get to see our other friends!" said Kurama. "And," I said, "We leave on Monday!" We all cheered. We were going on a world tour. And what made it better was the fact that we could bring people with us. I invited BreAnna and Chris. Hiei wasn't happy about it.
It was Monday. We said goodbye to all our friends as the van drove away. I sat next to Hiei. "Hey," I said. "Why did you have to bring Chris?" Hiei asked me. "Cause he's my friend," I said, "And when we get to Tokyo, we'll pick up your other friends,"
A/N: I hope you liked that chapter. It took me a while to write it. Anyway, If you have any song suggestions for the tour, tell me in your e-mail. I might edit some songs though. R/R! Ja ne!