AN: Okay people All characters Belong to SM and blah, blah, blah I own nothing blah, blah, blah, I'm so Jealous, yadda, yadda, yadda and all Games, game systems, tv shows, movies, and songs belong to their rightful owners. No copyright intended.
I'm too pretty for Juvi Lolz .
And We WON! Cause we nice like that.
"Hold it how do you know they won." Rose asked and Maddie looked like she was going to ask the same thing. I sat there doing my touchdown dance like a mad woman.
"Because the game says so." Emmett said in a cool, calm voice. And Edward and Jasper grabbed markers and paper and gave us a 10 and the others a 9, Rose was pissed. Ha And I was on cloud 'They got a 9' LOL. Literally.
Well that was fun. Okay so I really don't want to sing Dammit. None of us are good at that so, I'm going to tell them we should pick a different song.
"Hey guys?" I asked.
They were all done with the pouting and the gloating. Thank God. I said internally.
"Yeah." Manny and Alice said at the same time.
"We should pick a different song. Dammit is great, but we're all terrible at that song. So we should pick something that is more fun and something, I don't know, 80's like." I said in a tone that said, DUH!
"Yeah. How 'bout we don Beat It in honor of MJ." Rose said. That was a great idea. Okay so I know that I picked the songs but that was stupid I know that I'm a huge coward when it comes to that song too confusing. I get so caught up in the song that I forget which buttons to press. I am Blink182-retarded.
"Coolness. So Beat It, it is."
I selected Beat It and hit expert, Jake's team did the same.
"Ready." I asked them.
"As we'll ever be." Wow Quil. Deep as a puddle.
"Alright GO!" And the song started we really got into Michael Jackson mode. Singing and some doing the moonwalk.
(Lyrics to Beat It.)
They told him, "Don't you ever come around here
Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear."
The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
Just beat it, beat it
They're out to get you, better leave while you can
Don't wanna be a boy, you wanna be a man
You wanna stay alive, better do what you can
So beat it, just beat it
You have to show them that you're really not scared
You're playin' with your life, this ain't no truth or dare
They'll kick you, then they beat you
Then they'll tell you it's fair
So beat it, but you wanna be bad
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it
Beat it
Beat it
Beat it
Beat it
Beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or who's right
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, (beat it) beat it, (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Just beat it, beat it
Beat it, beat it, beat it
It was crazy we were all feeling it. We were so into it I didn't notice that the huge lamp had fallen down and the drawers we shaking from the intensity of she volume, and All of us were sweating bullets, and Disco Ball had fallen on the couch, thank goodness If that would've broke OMCD, (AN: Oh My Cheese Doodles x'D.)and the frames were shivering, some even slithered down that wall. Creepy. But cool. Like really cool. Like awesome-sauce OMCD new True Blood episode cool. Like Nikki Reed in thirteen cool. Like Kristen Stewart in Speak cool. Like Taylor Lautner is Drop Dead Sexy in every movie he ever made cool. It's like- Okay I think you probably got it. But just that cool.
"Damn, we awesome." Embry said after a long time. We all felt great.
"Hell yes we are and look who won. Oh Baby I did high two." I said to him and we raised the peace sign and waved it up and down. We made that up when we were eleven.
"Aw crap." Jake said pouting. There is no bruise more painful than a man's pride. I feel like punching that bruise. His lower lip jutted out, little puffy cute lip. Ha he lost.
"What was that baby?" I asked in a high pitched voice, " Are you sad did you wanna win? Did you wanna rub it in, Well too damn bad 'cuz we too fly and too live for you. Sorry babes." Everybody know's I only say 'babes' when I'm being sarcastic or mean. And today was both.
"Shut up Bell." He said. I decided not to egg him on.
"Next song please, like NOW" Rosalie said.
Alright Misery Business.
I looked over at Jake. He is sweating like he just ran a marathon, and yet we're all sweating and nobody smells. And if they do then I don't know because we are in a fog of Febreze. Thanks a lot Charlie. Alice and Rosalie started smirking. They both were great singers and both idolized Hayley Williams. And we all did. Jake's idol was Brendon Urie. And his second best was Josh Farro.
(Lyrics to Misery Business.)
Hit that, hit that snare.
I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top
She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock
It's a matter of time before we all run out
When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth
I waited eight long months, she finally set him free
I told him I couldn't lie, he was the only one for me
Two weeks, and we had caught on fire
She's got it out for me, but I wear the biggest smile
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But, God, does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could, then you know you would
Cause, God, it just feels so…
It just feels so good
Second chances, they don't ever matter, people never change
Once a whore, you're nothing more, I'm sorry that'll never change
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged
I'm sorry, honey, but I'm past that, now look this way
Well, there's a million other girls who do it just like you
Looking as innocent as possible to get to who
They want and what they like, it's easy if you do it right
Well, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But, God, does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him right now.
And if you could, then you know you would
Cause, God, it just feels so…
It just feels so good
I watched his wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving you
Just watch my wildest dreams come true
Not one of them involving…
Whoa, I never meant to brag,
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, I never meant to brag
But I got him where I want him now
Whoa, it was never my intention to brag
To steal it all away from you now
But, God, does it feel so good
Cause I got him where I want him now
And if you could, then you know you would
Cause, God, it just feels so…
It just feels so good
We won again. Wow I think I might go deaf from the cheering.
No we're onto No Sleep Till Brooklyn. Alice and Rose started to get all ghetto-ed up. And such tried to look gangster. And started rapping. Like The Beastie Boys. Aww Little Jake is getting pissed off. As much as I love him, as a friend, for now. Damn you inner thoughts, I have to crush him. In the words of Megan Fox 'I want you hopeless.' And I do. For now.
(Lyrics to No Sleep Till Brooklyn.)
Foot on the pedal, never ever false metal
Engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job ain't a job, it's a damn good time
City to city I'm running my rhymes
On location, touring around the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best because I'm willing and able
Ain't no faking, your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast to watch all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working nine to five
The Beastie Boys at the Garden cold kickin' it live
No sleep till--
Another plane, another train
Another bottle in the brain
Another girl, another fight
Another drive all night
Our manager's crazy, he always smokes dust
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world, you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel, girls on the jock
We're trashing hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid along the way 'cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor, Ad Rock's out the door
MCA's in the back because he's skeezin' with a whore
We got a safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back
No sleep till--
No sleep till Brooklyn
No sleep till Brooklyn
Ain't seen the light since we started this band
MCA, get on the mike my man
Born and bred Brooklyn, U.S.A.
They call me Adam Yauch
But I'm M.C.A..
Like a lemon to a lime
A lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women.
Got limos
Arena
TV-shows
Autograph pictures and classy hos
Step off homes
Get out of my way
Taxing little girlies from here to L.A..
Waking up
Before I get to sleep
'Cause I'll be rockin' this party eight days a week!
No sleep till -
No sleep till Brooklyn! No sleep till Brooklyn !
We win. So we cheered, and laughed.
Then Dad said, "Okay rockstars pizza's here." Before he could get the words out we had the game on pause, controllers on the couch and were at the table. Emmett, Jasper and Edward looked scared. I laughed.
"Okay you guys can eat too duh." I said they mumbled thanks and got slices from my dad and Billy. My dad ordered eight pies. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You don't know how amazing a chicken slice is after like four songs. The only problem was that aside from Emmett, I now named Curly Fry because of the hair, Jasper now named Shadow, and Edward now named Chowder, I don't know I just picked the names, so yes aside from them we had a hard time eating. Thanks to playing songs forever our fingers are sore and pizza is hot NOT COOL!