Ok the last chapter I did was really personal and was kind of sad. So this chapter is up-beat refreshing, and funny. I have to give some of the credit to the movie 'Where the Heart Is,' I was watching that movie the other night and I got thinking…"Wal-Mart!" So that's how my messed up mind gets ideas. I own noting. I really hope you enjoy this. It's only my second fanfic so if it's really bad please tell me in a nice. Thank you for reading.

Jess's POV

I was in a locale Wal-Mart with Amanda. I was in the produce department getting an apple and Amanda was getting some socks because on the way over here she stepped in a mud pile. I was looking at the Granny Smith's when…I heard it. The best song ever written, it inspires me. The first verse started.

"You know the bed feels warmer sleeping here alone."

At first I've never heard the song so I just listened.

"You know I dream in color and do the things I want."

I wondered who sang this song. I continued listening to see if I recognized the voice.

"Think you got the best of me. Think you've had the last laugh. Bet you think that everything good is gone. Think you left me broken down. Think that I'd come running back. Baby you don't know me cause your dead wrong.

"Do you know who sings this song," I asked a lady looking at the oranges. "Kelly Clarkson," she answered.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller. Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone. What doesn't kill you makes a fighter. Footsteps even lighter. Doesn't mean I'm over cause your gone."

I started to dance a little but then I stopped realizing I was in a Wal-Mart.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger, just me myself and I. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller. Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone."

I started dancing. Who cares what these people think about me.

"You heard that I was starting over with someone new. They told you that I was moving on, over you. You didn't think that I'd come back, I'd come back swinging. You tried to break me but you see…"

I grabbed some random guy and started dancing with him.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller. Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone. What doesn't kill you makes a fighter. Footsteps even lighter. Doesn't mean I'm over cause your gone."

The guy looked at me like I was crazy and pretty much ran away from me. I didn't care I kept dancing.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger. Just me, myself, and I. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller. Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone.

Amanda came walked into the produce department and saw me. She quickly tried leaving, hiding her face with her hand. It was to late for her. I grabbed her and made her dance with me.

"Thanks to you I got a new thing started. Thanks to you I'm not the broken hearted. Thanks to you I'm finally thinking bout me. You know in the end the day you left was just my beginning."

I bumped in the apples and they all fell on the floor.

"In the end…"

Amanda ran out of there. That's my sister, never wants to do something crazy and when it blows up in my face runs as fast as she can.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller. Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone. What doesn't kill you makes a fighter. Footsteps even lighter. Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller. Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone. What doesn't kill you makes a fighter. Footsteps even lighter. Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone."

I picked up a couple apples and put them back on the shelf. As soon I put the apples back on the self they fell beck down. I had a lot of work to do.

"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger. Just me, myself and I. what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Stand a little taller. Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone, (when I'm alone.)"

"Wow it looks like you got your self in quite a predicament, Lockheart," I heard Maybeck saying from behind me. Where the heck did he come from? "Where the heck did you come from," I asked him. "My mother's womb," Maybeck replied. "Shut up," I said. "No," he replied. I throw a apple at him. "Now help me clean this mess up or I'll throw another apple at you," I threatened. He helped. That's how I fond my favorite song ever written, 'Stronger (What doesn't Kill You)' by Kelly Clarkson.