Hello! How are you today? This chapter is for my reviewer: I'm awesome at singing. Thanks for your reviews. :) I don't own Ouran.
Briiiiiiiiiiiing! The bell rang signaling the end of the school day. The twins dragged poor Haruhi off to the club room. I went the opposite way at a leisurely pace. I had an hour and a half till I needed to meet my brother at the corner.
I walked to the second music room. I timidly looked in. No one was in the room. I walked in and stood in front of the stereo. I finally decided to turn it on. A beat I recognized blared out from the speakers. I walked a little ways away from the stereo and started singing.
You shout it out,
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up
[Chorus:]
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
Cut me down
But it's you who'll have further to fall
Ghost town and haunted love
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud not saying much
[Chorus:]
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium
I am titanium
Stone-hard, machine gun
Firing at the ones who run
Stone-hard as bulletproof glass
[Chorus:]
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
I am titanium
After the last note was sang a round of applause started behind me. I quickly turned around and, to my utter embarrassment, stood the host club and all their guest. Clapping, whistling and hollering continued.
A girl I didn't know stepped forward. "Could you please sing us another song? We would really love it if you did." Her cheeks had a slight blush from stepping forward and speaking out.
"Um, I guess I could." As I said the words I got this feeling in the pit of my stomach. Another beat came onto the radio. One I knew well.
You make me dance, bring me up, bring me down, plays it sweet
Make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat.
Makes me dance, brings me up, brings me down, plays it sweet
Makes me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat.
You make me dance, bring me up, bring me down, plays it sweet
Make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat.
Makes me dance, brings me up, brings me down, plays it sweet
Makes me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat.
Oh oh oh girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Oh oh, girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Oh, girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Oh oh, girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Mr. Saxobeat, Mr. Saxobeat.
Hey sexy boy, set me free, don't be so shy, play with me
My dirty boy, can't you see, that you belong next to me.
Hey sexy boy, set me free, don't be so shy, play with me
My dirty boy, can't you see, you are the one for meeeee.
You make me dance, bring me up, bring me down, plays it sweet
Make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat.
Makes me dance, brings me up, brings me down, plays it sweet
Makes me move like a freak.
Oh oh oh girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Oh oh, girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Oh, girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Oh oh, girl, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
You make me dance, bring me up, bring me down, plays it sweet
Make me move like a freak, Mr. Saxobeat.
Make me dance, bring me up, bring me down, plays it sweet
Make me move like a freak
You make me dance, bring me up, bring me down, Mr. Saxobeat.
You make me dance, bring me up, bring me down, Mr. Saxobeat.
Once again a round of applause ensued. I looked at the crowd and caught sight of the be speckled Host Club member. His glasses glinted in the light of the room as he wrote something down in the clipboard he had with him. I gulped. This could not end well.
So thoughts? Comments? Anything you wish to say? Won't update till I get at least one comment. I don't own Titanium by David Guetta or Mr. Saxobeat by Alexadra Stan. I got the lyrics from A-Z Lyrics.