Chapter 7
They washed the thing they had been using together; Lindsay was washing since Sara wasn't tall enough to reach the chink, and Sara was drying the things afterwards; when everything was washed and dried Lindsay started to put the things away.
"What would you like to do when we are done here?" Sara asked Lindsay.
"Can we do, sing along?" Lindsay asked as she put the last thing on its place.
"I guess so, where do you have it?" Sara asked; Lindsay took a hold on the wheelchair and rolled Sara in to the living room.
"The game is played on my play station, I will just go upstairs and get the game" Lindsay said and ran up the stairs to the game.
It didn't take long before she, came running back down the stairs, with the game in her hand "Didn't your mother tell you not to run on the stairs?" Sara asked with a smile on her lips.
"Sorry Sara" Lindsay said and walked over to the TV, she opened one of the drawers underneath the television and took out to microphones, she put the game in the play station and walked over to Sara and gave her one of the microphones.
"What song should we sing first?" Lindsay asked.
"Why don't you pick one you would like to sing" Sara told Lindsay.
"What if you don't know the song?" Lindsay asked with a sad smile on her face.
"Well you said it was sing, along so I will guess there will be subtitles" Sara said and gave Lindsay a big smile.
"Of course there is… how could I forget that" Lindsay said and hit herself on the head.
Lindsay road their names in to the game and found a song she wanted to sing "You have to sing when your name is on the screen" Lindsay told Sara and pointed towards the screen where her name would be standing when it was her turn.
Lindsay pressed play and the song started.
Lindsay:
Everybody tells me,
That it's so hard to make it,
Yet so hard to break it,
And there's no way to fake it,
Everybody tells me that it's wrong what I'm feeling,
I shouldn't believe in,
The dreams that I'm dreaming,
Sara:
I hear it every day,
I hear it all the time,
I'm never gunna amount to much,
But they're never gunna change my mind.
Oh!
Lindsay & Sara:
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know.
How many inches in a mile,
What it takes to make you smile.
Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby.
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know.
Tell me, tell me something I don't know,
Tell me, tell me something I don't know.
It wasn't going so well for Sara; she sang the words wrong or sang the wrong words, so Lindsay was long in front of her in points.
Lindsay was having fun; she was laughing at Sara every time she got something wrong.Sara:
Everybody tells me I don't know what I'm doing,
This life I'm pursuing,
The odds of me loosing.
Lindsay:
Everybody tells me that it's one in a million,
More like one in a billion,
Or one in a zillion.
Lindsay & Sara:
I hear it every day,
I hear it all the time,
I'm never gunna amount to much,
But they're never gunna change my mind.
Oh!
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know.
How many inches in a mile,
What it takes to make you smile,
Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby.
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
[RAP]
Sara:
Are you ready for it?
Yeah I'm ready for it.
Really ready for it?
Yeah I'm ready for it.
Let's get ready for this.
Lindsay:
I'm on my way,
I know I'm gonna get there someday,
It doesn't help when you say,
It won't be easy.
Lindsay & Sara:
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know,
Something I don't know.
How many inches in a mile,
What it takes to make you smile,
Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby.
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
something I don't know,
something I don't know,
something I don't know,
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
something I don't know,
something I don't know,
something I don't know,
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
something I don't know,
something I don't know,
something I don't know.
How many inches in a mile,
What it takes to make you smile,
Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby.
Tell me, tell me, tell me,
something I don't know,
something I don't know,
something I don't know!
The song ended and of course the winder was Lindsay "Well I guess I lost this round" Sara said as Lindsay was dancing around the living room laughing her ass off.
"I won…I won" Lindsay yelled in between laughing and breathing.
"Hey you don't have to rub it in…I have never tried something like this before" Sara said with a smile on her lips.
"Well when we will just have to do it again… so you can lean it" Lindsay said and walked back over to the couch and sat down; she let out a yawn.
"I think that will have to be another day… you are getting tired and you have to get up early tomorrow to go to school" Sara said.
"Okay… Do you need help getting upstairs?" Lindsay asked and walked over to Sara.
"No I will just stay down here" Sara said and gave Lindsay a hug.
Lindsay walked over to the stairs and went up a couple of steps where she turned around "Are you sure?" Lindsay asked again.
"Yes I'm sure I both have a bathroom and the couch… I will be just fine" Sara said and rolled over to the couch.
"Okay… Goodnight" Lindsay said and walked the rest of the way up the stairs and in to the bathroom to get ready for bed.
