A/N: I just wanted to write another to show different styles. I'll take suggestions soon. :) Review, then tell me what you want! If anything, I'll be taking titles by late afternoon. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own this show. If I did, I wouldn't just leave everyone waiting for "Beef". I'd let it premiere early, and I wouldn't let that guy hit Olivia! Okay, okay, moving on... I also don't own "Circus", by Britney Spears. This isn't the whole song, though.

There's only two types of people in the world

The ones that entertain and the ones that observe

Well, baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kind of girl

Don't like the backseat, gotta be first

I am truly pissed. I'm in court, watching Trevor Langan parade around the courtroom, thinking that he's going to win the case. He's probably right, actually. There's almost no evidence showing that his client did commit a crime, yet here I am, listening to Trevor drone on and on. I feel my phone vibrate, and I look down at it and smile.

Despite my lack of evidence, I am going to come through. I know I am, because I am the Ice Queen, and that's what I do. It's all part of the performance: I start with nothing and practically exaggerate until the jury believes me. Yet, I win, because I strive under pressure. I don't understand how others can't do it. It's quite easy, and I prove that.

I'm like the ringleader, I call the shots

Call the shots

I'm like a firecracker, I make it hot

When I put on a show

I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins

Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break

I'm like a performer, the dance floor is my stage

Better be ready, hope that you feel the same

Here goes nothing and everything. It's time for cross-examination. "But didn't you say a couple minutes ago that you've never even met the victim? How did you know her name? You knew because you followed her, and eventually learned it, right?"

I wait eagerly while the he becomes nervous. "Your Honor?"

Judge Petrovsky leans in. "Mr. Till, please answer the question."

He looks up at me and speaks. "Yeah, I did. But only because she wouldn't even acknowledge me when I did ask her! I got fed up and tried talking to her on a different day, and still got nothing. I tried once more and began to follow her."

Piece of cake. "Why was she special? Why her?"

The man shrugs. "She was really hot. I've always had luck with the ladies, and I was upset that she didn't even look at me! What's wrong with me?"

I suppress a laugh. "Well, for one, you're obviously obsessive. You have anger issues, too. You tried to kiss her, and she hit you. She pushed you away, but that made you hungry for more. You beat her to a pulp then raped her! It was rape, Mr. Till. She didn't want you! But you don't care about that right? You got everything you wanted, right?"

I can hear the desperate voice behind me. "Objection!"

I smirk. This ringleader just put on a phenomenal show, and I'm up for the second show. "Withdrawn."

All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus

When I crack that whip, everybody gon' trip just like a circus

Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do

Everybody let go, we can make a dance floor just like a circus

I stare at Trevor until he sits down, nervously. "Then you left her there, correct?" I move over to the jury, and lean against the rail.

"Uh, yeah. I wasn't going to drag her down to her apartment!" he exclaims sarcastically. This is working out perfectly. I can suddenly feel everyone looking at me, but that doesn't faze me. I'm used to it.

"You left her there to die, which she did. But, again, you don't care, right?"

Justin Till smirked at me. "Basically, yeah."

"What if I told you she was your sister?" I questioned with complete confidence.

He instantly paled, as did Trevor. "Objection! This wasn't presented to the defense!"

Lena stared at me. "Counsel, approach. Ms. Cabot, Mr. Langan is correct. How come this wasn't presented to the defense?"

"I just caught wind of this, too, Your Honor." I look at Trevor, who looks content.

She pondered for a moment. "I'll let it in, but please, Ms. Cabot, don't let it happen again."

"We find the defendant guilty."

I smile and glance at Trevor, who looks like he's about to cry. I knew that the detectives had my back. All it took was some whipping into shape. And in the end, I can see the crowd getting in line for the next show.

Let's go

Let me see what you can do

I'm runnin' this like-like-like a circus

Yeah, like a what? Like-like-like a circus

A/N: Wow, that was kind of long. And I kind of scrambled around with the lyrics. Okay, about the disclaimer! "Beef" looks exciting, no? I loved the music, and the plot looks good. And of course, the EO-ness. Elliot says,"You're making me hungry"! To Olivia!! And then when she gets hit he's out of the chair in no time!!! Go see the promo, if you haven't already. I can't wait until Wednesday!!!! Drop the reviews!

Peace and Stripes,