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Chapter 17- RPOV: Happy Birthday

Yes, throw everything at me and expect me to understand and move on! That sounds like an amazing idea! I scowled at Tori's back as I followed her down the stairs. She had shoved the information that Liz was dead, that Derek and Chloe had been dating for some time now and that this girl, Chelsiey, had tried and succeeded in destroying their relationship in a matter of minutes, in my arms for me to play with.

Yeah, all that could be dealt with in seconds.

As we headed downstairs for my special presentation, I mulled over all my new information. Apparently, Tori wanted me to help teach Chelsiey a lesson. With my powers. Admittedly, I had gotten much better at control. I could now light a fire with the simple flick of my hand and then put it out by simply closing my hand. I could summon flames to play along my fingers with my will and burn a house down in seconds with a simple thought. My powers had grown, so taking care of the girl upstairs would be no problem.

Upon entering the room that was set up for the music, I stepped on front of Victoria and shouted, "Hey all! Mind if I do a congratulatory song for the birthday girl?"

The crowd moved out of my way so that I had easy access to the 'stage'. Picking up a microphone, I grinned at the crowd. "Also, would everyone sing along?"

Taking a deep breath, I began.

"Happy Birthday to you!" I chanted. People laughed, whistled and joined me. "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Chloe!" A spotlight landed on a blushing birthday girl wrapped up in Derek's arms "Happy birthday to you! Woo!"

The audience broke into applause, laughing and shooting me thumbs-up. Chloe scowled at me. Unwrapping herself from Derek's arms, she stalked towards me.

When she reached me, she snagged the mic from me. "Tori Enright! Get your butt up here!"

I saw Simon mutter and a spotlight hit Tori. Suspicious, she came up to us. "What you want?"

"For us to do a trio song. What else?" Picking up her iPod, she flipped through her songs as Tori looked over her shoulder.

"Okay! So, to all the boys here from L.A., you guys are irresistible!" Tori shouted, winking at a boy in the crowd.

[Chloe]

Drivin' down Sunset on a Saturday night

It's gettin' kinda crazy under the lights
But we don't care we're passing our time
Watchin' those L.A. Boyz roll by

I laughed as Chloe started us out. Tori grinned and took her microphone.

[Tori]

In their droptops, Harleys, Escalades too
A hundred different flavors to vary your view
There's one for me, and there's one for you
Watchin' them L.A. Boyz roll through

I joined in for the chorus.

[All 3]

Lookin' so hot down in Hollywood
You know they got, got the goods
So let's give it up for those L.A. Boyz
Ridin' the waves up in Malibu
They really get, get to you
So let's give it up for those L.A. Boyz

[Rae]
Give it up, give it up
You don't have no choice
Give it up, give it up
For the L.A. Boyz

The girls in the crowd chanted with me and the boys puffed out their chests, looking like proud turkeys.

[Tori]
West side, East side, everywhere between
Rockstars jammin' the promenade for free
Flippin' their skateboards on Venice beach
L.A. Boyz come play with me

Turn it up
Turn it up
And come play with me

[All 3]
Lookin' so hot down in Hollywood
You know they got, got the goods
So let's give it up for those L.A. Boyz
Ridin' the waves up in Malibu
They really get, get to you
So let's give it up for those L.A. Boyz

I threw a wicked grin at our audience, having fun.

[Bridge:]
Put your number in my phone, oh, maybe I'll call you, maybe not
What you doin' all alone?
Come show me what you got, boy
Show me what you got, got boy

[All 3]
What you got boy show me what you... GOT!

[All 3]
Lookin' so hot down in Hollywood
You know they got, got the goods
So let's give it up for those L.A. Boyz
Ridin' the waves up in Malibu
They really get, get to you
So let's give it up for those L.A. Boyz
Give it up for the L.A. BOYZ! [x6]
Let's give it up for those L.A. Boyz

We burst into a fit of giggles when the music stopped, the 'roar' of the crowd drowning us out. Tori and Chloe high-fived, Chloe gave me one as well and Tori nodded to me. We bowed before running away from the front, Tori staying behind to pick out the next singer.

"You still want to hear the story?" Chloe asked as we headed to the punch bowl in the back.

"Yes, please." I say eagerly.

"Okay. Then, where do I start?" She laughed. "Dumb question. The beginning."

"Wow." I said. Chloe nodded, sipping her punch as we watched a girl sing "Everybody Talks". "So, what are you going to do about that girl, Chlelsiey?"

"No idea." she responds, shrugging.

"Tori has an idea." Chloe rolled her eyes.

"If you haven't noticed, Tori always has an idea."

"Yeah," I grin. "I've noticed."

terrible ending? I know. But it's like, 1:40, in the morning. Cut me some slack. At least I updated.

-Jo (because D is at her home asleep)