Who's Keeping Score? – Chapter 3
It's an hour into the party, I'm bored off my ass and a little buzzed (that's spiked punch for ya) I'm sitting in the back lounge by the pool sippin' on some punch, I'm all grinded and kissed out honestly, and all I want to do is go home and go to bed, I know not your typical bad girl, I'm just not feelin' it tonight, until I hear that special boys' words. "Hey kimmy! Kimbo! Kimmmmyyyy- bearrrrr! Kim!" I hear the brunette… slurring? Great! He's drunk, along with the rest of these idiots. "Whatcha doin kimmy cub?" jack slurs again. "Kimmy cub? Really jack?" I ask him, inrediculously "well yeah!" he says. I roll my eyes at the drunken boy "you're drunk" I stated "no, I'm just kidding" he says, normally? What? "No your drunk" I reply, not really believing his act so well "gosh, take a joke Kimmy, I was just kidding" "okay, okay fine, you're not drunk, what will it take for you to go away?" I plead. Then hips don't lie comes on the speakers, booming, and I could automatically see the light bulb go off above his head "a dance" he states, while holding out his hand. "Whatever" I mumble pushing MYSELF up from the bar seat. He took my hand and we walked out by the pool, where mostly everyone else was, we were about 2-3 feet from the edge of the pool. We started dancing- well um grinding like everyone else, while kissing every few seconds, he held my hips and I had my hands around his neck in his hair but now under his shirt, scratching his hot abs (a/n sorry guys don't feel like going into details, there is A LOT going on in this chapter and I don't have much time) he started backing me towards the pool "jack. Jack what are you doing?!" I asked with panic in my voice "jack. Stop!" I screamed, he didn't; now I'm getting worried. "Don't worry babe, I've got you" he whispered in my ear, still trying to grind against me while backing me towards the pool "jack. Please stop. Seriously jack please stop! What did I do to you- AHH!?" (A/n I know cheesy) "You didn't do anything kimmy, I just felt like it" he said with a wink, and walked away, while everyone's laughing... I panicked, I climbed out, yelling at people things like "move the fuck out of my way" I went upstairs only to…
Jack's p.o.v.
I walked back inside from 'dancing' with Kim. Call me what you like, but I have a reputation to uphold and it's not going to be risked by her… I walk back inside to see a note obviously directed towards me…
Hey Jackie! I have something VERY special for you in the home theatre! Find me and have some fun… love
The one who's keeping score
What the fuck?! 'The one who's keeping score'?! What the hell does that mean! I figured I should follow it but I have a deadly feeling it's a trap! I mean I know it's Kim that gave me this but I have no clue what Blondie has in store for me… I trudged to the home theatre to find a sight I never wanted to see…
(A/n no I'm not leaving y'all with a cliffy)
Kim's p.o.v.
I get there and someone slams me against the wall, along with their lips on mine so I kiss back as roughly as them , hey I'm a bad girl, anyone who kisses like that is not a nerd, and anyone else will just help my reputation. I open my eyes to find its Carson. I break from the kiss "hey babe, what you doing?" I mumble "nothing much" he says before kissing me again, with a smirk, he twists and handle and we fall into a room that looks like a big ass movie theatre, he's on top of me and if anyone found us, it'd look really bad, and… I spoke too soon… 'WHAT THE FUCK!" I hear someone shout, wait! I know that voice, JACK! "Seriously Kim?! Why the fuck did you lead me here?! This is your fucking payback!? Well nice job, you fucking won!" he screams, and tries to stomp off, I catch his fore arm. "Jack! What the hell are you talking about?! I didn't lead you anywhere other than hell! In case you haven't noticed, I'm allowed to kiss, touch and fuck whoever the hell I want" I scream back at him. Oh shit! I shouldn't have said that! "Bull shit Kim! I know you left me that god damn note!" he screams back and stomps off again, this time I didn't stop him. I turn around to see Carson gone. What the fuck is going on in my life! And I didn't right any damn note to him! I didn't even know that was going to happen! One party, and my perfect life gets all screwed up! That's it! Revenge it is and it's going to be good!
One hour later!
I changed my clothes for what? 4th time today? Anyway I have on a gray belly shirt that says 'music is love' in black, jean high waist short shorts, fishnet tights, black combat boots that go a little under my knees, black sunglasses, black serpent ring, bleeding black earrings, and a black jeweled cuff bracelet, with my hair in a high straightened ponytail ( links: bad_girl_outfit/set?id=71393015 and /category/olivia-holt/ she has the same makeup in the story as that photo) I went back downstairs and saw something that got me fuming, jack practically making babies with Lindsay on the living room couch, next to the stage. His sure was off and hers was half off and her jeans were unbuttoned. That's it, time for revenge and I know exactly how. I had to go out to the road for part of my plan but came back by 2 a.m. . . . I walked up to the stage "move" I commanded sternly to the band that was playing, they all scurried away. "hey guys! How y'all doing?" I shouted into the microphone. I got a bunch of scream and shouts as a reply "alright! Well I'm going to sing a few songs, this first one is um" I chuckled, evilly you could say "dedicated to someone… who is a dumb ass and really being a dusch bag" I said, jack had turned around from Lindsay and saw me looking at him, evilly. The threw his shirt back on to watch the show "enjoy!" I said sarcastically, still looking at jack. He looked scared, oh right! He should be! Then the music started to one of my favorite songs
Na na na na na na na na na na na na [x2]
I guess I just lost my boyfriend
I don't know where he went,
So I'm gonna drink my money,
I'm not gonna pay his rent,
I got a brand new attitude and
I'm gonna wear it tonight,
I wanna get in trouble,
I wanna start a fight,
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na I wanna start a fight,
Na Na Na Na Na Na Na I wanna start a fight.
[Chorus:]
So, so what
I'm still a rock star,
I got my rock moves,
And I don't need you,
And guess what,
I'm having more fun,
And now that we're done,
I'm gonna show you tonight,
I'm alright,
I'm just fine,
And you're a tool,
So, so what,
I am a rock star,
I got my rock moves,
And I don't want you tonight.
(Uh check my flow, aw)
The waiter just took my table,
And gave it to Jessica Simps (shit!),
I guess I'll go sit with drum boy,
At least he'll know how to hit,
What if this song's on the radio?
Then somebody's gonna die,
I'm gonna get in trouble,
My ex will start a fight,
Na na na na na na na he's gonna start a fight,
Na Na na na na na na we're all gonna get in a fight!
[Chorus]
You weren't there,
You weren't there
You never were,
You want it all,
But that's not fair,
I gave your life,
I gave my all,
You weren't there,
You let me fall.
[Chorus]
No, no, no, no
I don't want you tonight,
You weren't there,
I'm gonna show you tonight,
I'm alright,
And you're a tool,
And you're a tool,
So, so what,
I am a rock star,
I got my rock moves,
And I don't want you tonight!
I sang dancing around, many of times going around jack but I often went around other guys especially Carson to get jack jealous. Before the song ended I went back on stage and finished that one and prepared for the next. "Ok this; this song is for all the cheaters" again looking at jack "and the guys who plan on fucking me over. Word of advice… don't… cause paybacks a bitch, and you don't want to be on my naughty list" I said again looking at jack, as I lifted my finger, as if telling the band to start playing…
(Actions in bold)
Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp and she's probably getting frisky
I walk off the stage, twirling my hair, singing
Right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink 'Cause
She can't shoot whiskey
I made my hand out like 'call me' and tipped it up like a drink
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool stick showing her how to shoot a combo
And he don't know
I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights Slashed a hole in all 4 tires And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Man, this girl sounds bad ass I think
Right now,
She's probably up singing some White-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now,
She's probably saying, "I'm drunk" And he's a thinking that he's gonna get lucky
As I sang, this I held onto jacks neck, while grinding against him, teasing him, and by the time I said lucky I punched him in the stomach, hard
Right now,
He's probably dabbing on 3 dollars of that bathroom Polo
Oh and he don't know
That I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights Slashed a hole in all 4 tires And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
The girl still sounds bad ass
I might've saved a little trouble for the next girl 'Because the next time that he cheats OH, you know it won't be on me! No, not on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side Of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive Carved my name into his leather seat I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights Slashed a hole in all 4 tires Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats OH, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats OH, before he cheats OH
Oh ya! The reason this girl sounds bad ass? It was me…