Karaoke time baby! Some lyrics will be in here and some titles.

Olivia

" Truce," I gasped as Wen tickled my sides.

" Say your sorry," he said with a devilish grin on his face.

" S-sorry," I breathed out and he stopped tickling me. I collapsed on his chest, breathing heavy. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close in till my breathing returned to normal.

I started to get up, but Wen held me down, " Where do you think you're going?"

" I am going to go text Mo and Scott. My phone is in the kitchen," I said pointing to the kitchen.

" Oh. No." he said holding out his phone to me.

To: Mo, Scott

From: Wen

Bowling 2nite. Meet here at 8:30!

-Liv

A few minutes later Mo texted back:

From: Mo

All right. How will u bowl?

From: Wen

I bowl with my right, brace on left.

From: Mo

K. See you then!

~~~0oooo0~~~

" Look they have karaoke!" I squealed as I scribbled my name on the sign up sheet. Mo, Stella, and the guys wrote their name on the paper after I did.

" First you have to eat something," Wen stated as he ordered the shoes for him and me.

" Fine," I said as I put on the ugly bowling shoes and walked to concession stand.

" One pretzel, please," I said to the lady behind the counter. She pulled a pretzel out of the box and handed it to me.

" Five dollars," I gave her the money and walked back to our table.

I sat down next to Wen and watched as Stella and Charlie sent the ball down the lanes at the same time. They both scored strikes. Mo and Scott's turn was next. Mo bowled a seven and Scott got a spare. Then it was Wen's and my turn. Wen got a 8 and I got a gutter ball.

" Looks like someone needs practice," Wen said as we sat down.

I elbowed him in the arm and ate a piece of my pretzel. Wen smiled at me and opened his mouth but got interrupted.

" Look who's here," a voice that I never wanted to hear again said behind me.

I looked to see Janet Rustenburg standing there.

" What do you want?" I snarled at her. I heard Mo and Stella whispering behind me but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

" Hmm. Good Question. World Peace, a new car, and you out of the picture," she said pointing at me.

" Well, it looks like none of those things are happening," Wen said with a tone I never heard him use before. Was it anger?

" I don't know Wennie Pooh. I have my ways," Janet said as she laughed like a villain in a cartoon.

" Even if those thing happen, I don't think Wen would go to you," Stella growled at her.

" Maybe, maybe not my dear Stella."

" Don't you dare call me that again!" Stella growled. Her hands were shaking. This can't be good. Charlie noticed and put his hands in her shoulders.

" Oh and Olivia, I signed both of us up for the karaoke and I took the liberty of choosing the song," Janet said, smirking at me.

" WHY?" I said nearly yelling over the music.

" Are you scared? To show Wen who has a better voice," she chuckled, looking me dead in the eye.

" I think I already know who that is," Wen said.

" Trying to get your slut out of this I see."

" EXCUSE ME! WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?" I said, completely yelling over the music and standing up. People from the other lanes were starting to stare.

" You heard me. It must be true since you are so defensive. I wonder why your mom didn't teach you any better."

I walked forward and whispered in her ear, " My mom has been dead since I was four. I am defensive because it's not true. Oh and why didn't your mother tell you to move on," Janet stiffened and I pulled away.

" Okay Bowlers, we have a karaoke challenge, Olivia Gifford and Janet Rustenbutt! They will be singing Diva by Beyoncรจ!" the announcer said into the microphone. I was laughing my head off and Janet Rustenbutt looked like her head was going to blow up.

" Olivia, are you sure you can do this?" Mo whispered in my ear.

" I have to. It's the only way to get her to leave me alone," I responded and walked to the announcer to got the microphone.

I walked to other side of the alley and started to sing:

(Olivia, Janet, Stage directions)

I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I started to walk down towards the carpeted lanes like a runway with my back towards the crowd

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

I turned around quickly and started to strut back up to the table the band is at

Stop the track, let me state facts

I told you give me a minute and I'll be right back

Fifty million round the world

And they said that I couldn't get it

I done got so sick and filthy with Benji's, I can't spend

How you gone be talkin' shit?

You act like I just got up in it

Been the number one diva in this game for a minute

Wen and Charlie helped me up onto the table, Janet and some guy did the same, now we are both on the same table

I know you read the paper

The one that they call a queen

Every radio round the world know me

'Cause that's where I be

I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a

Janet pushed me on the shoulder, trying to make me fall back, before I fell I did a back flip and the crowed cheered

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

When he pull up, wanna pop my hood up

Bet he better have a six pack in the cooler

Getting money, divas getting money

If you ain't getting money then you ain't got nothing for me

Tell me somethin' where your boss at?

Where my ladies up in there that like to talk back

I wanna see ya, I'd like to meet cha

What you said, she ain't no diva

I jumped on the concession stand and started to use it as a runway

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

Since fifteen in my stilettos been struttin' in this game

What's your age? Was the question they asked when I hit the stage

I'm a diva, best believe her, you see her, she getting paid

She ain't callin' him to greet her, don't need him, her bed's made

This is a stick up, stick up

I need them bags, uh, that money

A stick up, stick up

You see them ask, where that money?

All my ladies get it up

I see you, I do the same

Take it to another level

No passengers on my plane

I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I'm a, I'm a, a diva

This is a stick, up stick up

I need them bags, uh, that money

Stick up, stick up

You see them ask where that money

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

Na, na, na, diva is a female version of a hustla

Of a hustla, of a, of a hustla

I walked to the edge and somersaulted off making the crowed cheer again

I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva

I'm a, I'm a, a diva, I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey

I finished the song and gave the mic back to the announcer

" Thank you girls. Now it's time to vote. We vote here with clapping. When I say their name clap, the person with the loudest claps wins! Okay, Olivia," the crowd went wild. It almost sounded like the concerts we did nine years ago. Once the crowd calmed down he said, " Now Janet," there were a few claps here and there.

" Looks like Olivia's the winner!" he said handing me a coupon for a free pizza.

Janet glared at me, " This is not over," and stormed out of the bowling alley.

I started to walk by the table; Stella and Mo tackled me.

" How did you learn how to all those flips? Why didn't you do any of them on tour?" Mo said completely shocked.

" I took gymnastics as a kid but I quit in high school before I met you guys. I still practice at home on the trampoline in the backyard."

" Why did you quit?" Stella asked.

" Gram was getting old and I needed to care of her."

" Oh. Any way you did so well. I didn't know you could sing stuff like that!" Stella and Mo exclaimed at the same time.

I laughed and started to walk again, but ran into somebody.

"Olivia! That was so good!" Charlie said, patting my head.

" Uh. Thanks Charles," saying his full name to annoy him like he does when he pats my head. He stopped patting my head and glared at me.

" You asked for it," I stated and Scott started to laugh from behind Charlie.

" Nice job, Liv"

" Thanks Scott," I said and continued to walk towards our table, ready to see the person I loved the most.

Wen was standing at the table, waiting for me. Our eyes locked and I ran towards him. He hugged ma and kissed me on the lips.

" You we're amazing," he said kissing my forehead.

" Thank you. I guess it's our turn to bowl."

" Yep," he said as he pulled us towards to the lanes.

I imagined the little pins as Janet and threw the ball down the lane. They all fell down and Wen stared at me in shock.

" What?"

" You bowled a strike!"

" Helps if you imagine them as Janet," We both laughed and sat back down hand in hand.

Wen was proud of me for eating the whole pretzel. I gave the rest of them the coupon for the free pizza. All of the pizza was gone within ten minutes, thanks to Charlie. Stella, Mo, and me sang My girls by Christina Aguilera ft. Peaches. Stella sang Second Chance by Shinedown. Mo sang A Girl Can Rock by Hilary Duff. Stella cried when Charlie sang Just the Way You Are by Bruno Mars for her.

It was about one thirty when we all started to get tired.

" We should do this again," Stella mumbled as Charlie carried her out.

" How about tomorrow night, it's a Saturday so we can stay all night. We'll have to bring Jamie though," Scott said.

We all nodded in agreement and climbed into my car. Wen sat in the passenger seat, Mo and Scott in the back, with Charlie who was holding a sleeping Stella. I pulled in front of our house and waved bye to Mo, Scott and Charlie. We walked into the empty house and walked to our room. I lay down and Wen lay down next to me with his arms wrapped around me.

I don't own any of the songs listed above. Next chapter is the rematch!