CHAPTER 7

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I don't own the song, it's by Le Tigre, by the way.

A/N: Sorry about the long break, I was having much trouble writing this, and I still don't like it that much… but oh well. What do you guys think?

Haha, and I still owe Ali another chapter, she made me some French toast if I'd write two chapters of this instead of working on my CSI… but I will update ASAP k Ali? Haha

So many kinds were can we start?
We like them dumb and we like them smart
I like the ones with the pretty eyes
Well, I like all kinds of guys!

"Oh gosh." Woody tried to keep his laughter in as Jordan's two friend danced around on the stage as their song began. Sure, they were hot, but they were so… immature, so un-like Jordan, it was so hard to ever picture her being like that, but apparently she was.

"What did I tell you?" She shook her head and kept listening.


Stop, what happened?
How about the ones we especially like?
Which ones?
Ya know the ones with the cars that go...
I hear ya
Hit it

Usually the karaoke bar didn't draw that much attention unless it was your friends singing at it, the rest of the place usually just kept their conversations and drinking up, and listened a bit, but didn't pay much attention, but it seemed every eye in the place was on Jessica and Lara, and they were loving it.

It was me and the posse
With Bunny D
We were cruisin in the Jag or the Lamborghinis
When low and behold there appeared a mirage
He was hooking up a car in his daddy's garage

We stopped short did a double take
He was lookin so fine I thought I wasn't awake
He was obviously hooking up bass I assumed
Then he turned the little button and the car went BOOM!

"Your friends are crazy Jordan." Nigel commented with amusement while he watched Jessica and Lara dance around.

"Well, they certainly know how to attract attention." Jordan smiled.

"You got that right." Woody agreed with a laugh. Jordan looked around and every single eye in the place was on her two friends. Most of the men were laughing to each other, probably about the girls' appearance and the women were either jealous and talking trash about them, or shaking their heads disapprovingly.


We like the cars
The cars that go boom
Were Tigre and Bunny and we like the boom
We like the cars
The cars that go boom
Were Tigre and Bunny and we like the boom

Jordan kept shaking her head in disbelief. Her friends never ceased to amaze her. They had what seemed to be a perfectly choreographed dance/cheerleading routine to the song. Hell, they were probably still on some sort of cheerleading team back home. She watched with amusement as Nigel watched her friends dance around. Then she turned her gaze to Woody. She hoped he didn't get too interested in her friends because she knew her friends would have no problem having a one week relationship with him, but really, she couldn't do anything about it because Woody and she were just friends despite the feelings she tried to ignore. We like them short
And we like them tall
We like them one
And we like them all
There always adding speakers when they find the room
Cause they know we love the guys with the cars that go boom!

"Are we going to see a similar performance from you Jordan?" Garrett joked, but seriously wondered. Jordan was full of surprises, and apparently these girls were a reflection of how Jordan used to act, dress like, and be.

"Uh, I doubt it." Jordan smiled with amusement at Garrett's question. There was no way she was getting up there, she may still have a bit of that wild side in her from the days she was like these girls, but she had no intentions what so ever of getting up on that karaoke stage.

"Dr. Macy, didn't you know she's going by her old name this week?" Woody took the opportunity to embarrass Jordan.

"Her old name?" Garrett asked, not understanding what he meant.

"Woody Hoyt, if you say that name…" Jordan warned, trying her best to keep it a serious threat.

"Do tell." Nigel laughed.

"Sorry Jordan, but I have to tell them. It's way too funny not to share." Woody smirked.

"I'm warning you…" Jordan warned again. If he told Garrett and Nigel her old name, everyone would be calling her Jodi by tomorrow, and they would never let her hear the end of it.

"Oh Jordan, don't be so uptight." Garrett joked, still not fully understanding the situation.

"I won't tell them your nickname on one condition." Woody smirked.

"Okay, what?" Jordan asked, fully aware of what the answer would be.

"Sing."

"Are you serious?" She groaned. It was the answer she expected, but that didn't mean she couldn't try and get out of it.

"Why not? Remember your plan? You did say everyone…" He laughed.

"Fine, but no nickname, or you die." She gave him a warning look before stalking off to the line for the stage.

"Have fun Jordan!" Garrett called after her with a laugh.


And see my boyfriend really knows where its at
He's got 50 inch woofers along the back
He makes a comment, I'm going to my room
But I'd rather stay out with his car that goes boom!

"Walcott."

"Hey Renee, its Jordan." Jordan spoke into her cell phone over the noise of the karaoke bar.

"Jordan? Hi, what can I do for you?" Renee answered, a bit confused at why Jordan was calling her.

"Uh, I was just wondering… do you want to come down to the karaoke bar by the morgue?" Jordan asked. She wouldn't normally invite Renee Walcott to hang out with them, but she wanted to get back at Garrett for encouraging her embarrassment, and she was in a daring mood with her friends around.

"May I ask why?" Renee answered.

"Oh, sorry." Jordan smiled, "We're just hanging out, and Garrett thought it would be fun if you came."

"Oh." Renee paused. Jordan's smile grew even wider. Her plan was going to be mighty sweet, and it might even help Garrett and Renee in the long run…


We like the cars
The cars that go boom
Were Tigre and Bunny and we like the boom
We like the cars
The cars that go boom
Were Tigre and Bunny and we like the boom

"I guess I'll see you there, then." Renee decided before hanging up the phone. Jordan chuckled in spite of herself as she put her phone away and finished up her small walk to the karaoke stage line.

Now if your car ain't got it
Go out and get it
We like the boom
And don't you forget it
So turn down the treble
And flaunt your bass
So your car could be heard almost any place
Cuz when ya in the street you cant go far
Without hearin the boom pouring out ya car
So if ya speakers weak
Then please turn it off
Cuz we like the cars that sound so tough

"Jodi!" Sierra squealed as she saw Jordan approach the karaoke line. "What are you singing?"

"Uh, not sure Sierra." Jordan shrugged. She really had no idea what to sing, but she would pick something. She saw Lily and Matt glancing at her with amused looks. She shot them a questioning look before realizing Sierra had called her Jodi.

"Oh." Sierra shrugged before turning back to watch Jessica and Lara.

"So," Matt smirked as Jordan approached.

"So." Jordan repeated. If Matt said anything about her name, she didn't know what she was going to do; it was going to be hell this week trying to keep everyone from using it.

"Singing by choice Jordan?" Lily asked with a sympathetic smile.

"You know me." Jordan shrugged with a smile.

"You don't seem to upset about having to sing." Matt observed.

"You're quite the detective." Jordan replied. "I… well, let's just say I'm not going to be the embarrassed one at the end of the night."

"Okay…" Lily shrugged, not understanding what Jordan meant, and not sure she wanted to. Whatever crazy scheme Jordan had concocted, she wanted nothing to do with.


We like the cars
The cars that go boom
Were Tigre and Bunny and we like the boom
We like the cars
The cars that go boom
Were Tigre and Bunny and we like the boom

Loud clapping, cheers and catcalls rang through the bar as Jessica and Lara bowed and made their way off stage. "Show time." Matt mumbled under his breathe as the announcer asked his name and choice of song.