I own nothing.
As I picked myself up I felt a flashback taking over I closed my eyes and tried to focus on random things in front of myself grounding myself to the present but it ruthlessly kept pulling my under in brutal waves trying to drown me as I tried and failed to catch my breath.
"Daddy! Daddy please" I looked down at my little 8 year old fists pounding on the dark wood of the basement door praying it would fly open to my loving father I knew was on the other side and he would tell me he's sorry and he still loves me like I do him.
"Da *sob* Daddy I'm sorry I don't *sob* I don't know what i did wrong but I'm so sorry" The sobs took over my body so violently as I almost plummeted into hysteria.
"I love you please I'm *sob* I'm so sorry"
A rush of warm air hit my face as the door flew open but it wasn't my loving father on the other side, no this monster hated me I could see it in his eyes he didn't even try to hide it from me.
Stumbling forward I grasped at his feet I cried pleading but refusing to look back into his eyes knowing their would be no mercy in them but hoping he might take pity on seeing me in this state.
"You WILL stop this pathetic whining this instant before I give a real reason to cry, do you need another lesson in pain so soon?"
Shaking my head back and forth so fast I thought I would get whiplash I whimpered "noo *sob* but daddy I'm so *sob* sorry, please"
Finally daring another look up as I begged for my freedom I saw only anguish and hatred not even his old twinkle was there anymore so many things had changed after cancer took my mother.
We all missed her greatly her presence, her smile, her voice the most, yes defiantly her voice the most she was such a good singer but now there's only silence in the house to sing would result in a pain so severe I shivered just thinking about it.
A foot to the face sent me right back down the basement steps as I was daydreaming about mom.
My head met the concrete at the bottom with a sicking thud but brought on the darkness I now relish for an escape from the pain.
I felt myself coming out of the flashback as the iron grip around my lungs started to loosen its suffocating grip.
Taking in lung fulls of air I started slowly trudging to choir class even though I knew i was late I didn't want to walk all the way to the office to get a late pass when I knew my teacher would just yell at me and tell me to sit down.
I peeked into class and saw his back turned and took the opportunity to sneak to my desk even though I knew it was to good to be true.
Just as I was about 2 feet away from my desk a nasally voice loudly chorused " Nice of you to join us Maximum" I whipped my head to glare at the sound of that god awful voice Lissa.
But she succeeded in snitching now the whole class was snickering and the teacher was already writing up my detention slip I walked up and snatched it from his hand a walked back to my desk and loudly plopped down no need to be quite now right?
"As I was saying" spoke the teacher Mr. Smith (I know original right) demanding all attention back on him.
"Finals are coming up and I need to be able to grade you all individually not just participation points for singing in a group so for the next couple weeks you will be doing solos."
The class was abuzz with chatter and groans and girls who perked right up and glowed with excitement and another portion of class who slid down in their desks trying to pray to become invisible that the desk would swallow them whole and they would be skipped by accident.
"So I will take a volunteer to go first after that they will pick who they want to go next so on so forth until everyone has gone at least once then we will rinse and repeat any questions?"
"No? good then do we have any volunteers to go first?" He barely got his sentence out before Lissa's hand shot up waving impatiently like she was fighting to be seen even though she was the only hand up.
"Ok Lissa you can go first now we should all know only school appropriate songs allowed no cussing or drugs or anything got it, also you may play an instrument of you'r choice or by all means help yourself to the computer for background music to your song."
He gave Lissa the thumbs up to go ahead and start she walked straight to the computer to find music to back her up a couple clicks later she was ready and opened her eager mouth to sing.
"OW
Who's that sexy thang I see over there?
That's me standin' in the mirror
What's that icy thang hangin' round my neck?
That's gold, show me some respect (oh ah)
I slammed my head back and stared hard at the ceiling trying so hard and failing not to laugh little snickers kept escaping past my sealed lips.
I couldn't help it her singing wasn't even that bad it was the fact she tried to dance with it but not just dance oh no she was doing a new move to every line she couldn't just sit still and sing she was trying to look like a professional celebrity and dance and pop, lock, drop, split, cartwheel it was just to much.
I finally got better under control and looked sideways to see other reactions to our show I immediately locked eyes that were glaring daggers at me Fang's.
Just as I was sobered up from his frosty glare she jumped and did a poor kick in air thing and another barrage of giggles were trying to escape again so I snapped my head straight up again counting tiles in the ceiling but when I looked back at Fang he had on a softer look it wasn't nice but it wasn't harsh anymore either and I thought i could detect a smidgen of humor there as well.
"If I was you, I'd wanna be me too
I'd wanna be me too
I'd wanna be me too"
She ended with a flourished bow and a giant smile beaming at us with pride, if only she knew.
Of course there was a massive round of applause just because shes her, she popular, she perfect, she Lissa. She closed her eyes as if thinking about who to pick next even though we all knew it was gonna be Fang, "Ummmm I pick ... Fangy!" she said while fluttering her clumped together eyelashes to look attractive i guess.
He lightly smirked but it looked forced to me striding to the front I looked over as a voice whispered "20 dollars says emo chooses guitar."
I looked to my left and saw a blonde haired blue eyed boy smiling at me, wait was he talking to me? No one talks to me?
We both looked up to see him sitting in a chair with low and behold a black guitar in his lap, blondie next to me started snickering "Called it." he stated while lightly slapping my shoulder in a friendly manner.
I let a smile start to stretch across my face as I stretched out my hand "My name is Max" he took my hand shaking it "Iggy" he stated with a grin. (not blind)
"How did you know what he would pick" I questioned actually curious tilting my head to the side a little "Easy number one its stereotypical to how he dresses all the misunderstood lonely emos always play a heartbreaking guitar about how no one understands them ... also hes my brother."
He added nonchalantly my eyes bugged out of my head "He's what?" I whisper shouted "Well starting today I mean" he grinned like he thought about just leaving me there with the details without explaining more but after I sent him a glare he spilled more "We live in a foster home, they just took me in last night so today's my first day as his brother."
"Ohhhhhh" I replied dumbly I was gonna ask how many other siblings they had and other personal questions but I was pulled to the front of class by the sound of fangs voice, his strong, hypnotic, ... beautiful voice.
"I guess I just got lost
Being someone else.
I tried to kill the pain,
But nothing ever helped.
I left myself behind,
Somewhere along the way
Hoping to come back around
To find myself someday
Lately I'm so tired of waiting for you
To say that it's OK.
Tell me please
Would you one time just let me be myself
So I can shine
With my own light.
Let me be myself.
Would you let me be myself?
I'll never find my heart
Behind someone else.
I'll never see the light of day
Living in this cell.
It's time to make my way
Into the world I knew.
And then take back all of these times
That I gave in to you
Lately I'm so tired of waiting for you
To say that it's OK.
Tell me please
Would you one time just let me be myself
So I can shine
With my own light.
Let me be myself.
For a while,
If you don't mind,
Let me be myself
So I can shine
With my own light.
Let me be myself.
That's all I've wanted from this world,
Is to let me be me.
Tell me please
Would you one time just let me be myself
So I can shine
With my own light.
Let me be myself.
Tell me please
Would you one time just let me be myself
So I can shine
With my own light.
Let me be myself.
Tell me please
Would you one time just let me be myself
So I can shine
With my own light.
Let me be myself.
Would you one time
Oh, let me be myself
And let me be me."
All girls sighed and stared dreamily at him while Lissa clapped running up to kiss him to congratulate him apparently making a big deal that they were together like it wasn't already obvious.
He flashed another small smirk which made the girls practically swoon but now he was picking apart the crowd with his eyes trying to calculate who to pick next for this public shaming for the rest who weren't popular his eyes narrowed in on me I gulped trying to wiggle deeper into my chair praying on him to not pick me yet my dream would be like second to last but fate had crueler plans apparently.
"Maximum Ride" he practically spit out my name like he hated it so much it pained him to say it which I'm not sure why ... hurt a little ... just a little, it flashed in my eyes for a moment and I saw something like regret in his eyes but as always it was gone as soon as i saw it.
I made my way to the front "Try not to choke and mess it up worse then everything else you touch Maximum" sneered Lissa, you know what if they already were dead set on hating me i might as well make the song worth it.
Rolling my shoulders back and walking with a new confidence to the front of all thoses eyes, thoses judging eyes that take in everything in an instant and judge it before they even understand it.
I heard a few whispers as i picked up the small electric keyboard and sat down its my favorite instrument because it has the setting to sound like any instrument so by learning this in my mind I had basicly learned them all.
Clearing my voice I spoke before starting " I dedicate this to Lissa, may you'r popularity be your downfall" i spoke as I glared daggers right at her making sure to have her attention.
"God save the prom queen
Teenage daydream
Just another dressed up heartbreak
God save the prom queen
Only eighteen
Turned her tears to diamonds in her crown
I looked out at the class and saw alot of shocked faces at my voice I smirked then looked at Fang who has hatred and shock i think?
She's the first in line at the party
She's the first in line at the club
And she's got that body, always gotta flaunt it
Everybody's looking up
When she walks by you want to be her
And your boyfriend pretends not to see her
'Cause she's got that fire, doesn't even try
Her booty has its own zip code
All the peasants bow down
God save the prom queen
Teenage daydream
Just another dressed up heartbreak
God save the prom queen
Only eighteen
Turned her tears to diamonds in her crown
Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh Ohhhhh
Take a look at the future
Who knows what's ahead?
There's a house on a hill with an indoor pool
And a millionaire in her bed
And the years go by and she still dreams
She's the hottest girl in town
And the makeup's stronger, gotta wear it longer
Just to keep a man around
God save the prom queen
Teenage daydream
Just another dressed up heartbreak
God save the prom queen
Only eighteen
Turned her tears to diamonds in her crown
Diamonds in her crown
Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh Ohhhhh
Diamonds in her crown
Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh Ohhhhh
And she lives her dreams through the magazines
And her daddy's gone and she needs someone
And she's got the looks and the boys on hooks
But she'll trade it all for a heart that's whole
God save the prom queen
I stood up shoving the small chair I was sitting on backwards and screamed giving the last couple choruses my all pouring feeling and soul into my words letting them paint a picture.
Ohhhhhhhh (Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh Ohhhhh)
God save the prom queen!
Ohhhhhhhh (Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh Ohhhhh)
God save the prom queen
Teenage day dream
God save the prom queen (she turned her tears)
She turned her tears to diamonds in her crown"
I finished out of breath and almost jumped when Iggy stood up clapping like a retard but it was only him but everyone looked around conflicted if they should clap or not all eyes fell on Fang and Lissa to see how they took it, Lissa looked utterly confused "wait I get a millionaire in my bed and my dads still alive ... i don't get it was it an insult?"
She asked looking at Fang with complete confusion he just glared at me I had publicly degraded his girl, I would pay for this but damn that felt good.
"I choose Iggy" I mumbled then bolted from class leaving everything the stares, the hatred ... my backpack. I plowed into the bathroom stall door and locked it pulling up my legs so no one would hopefully find me I decided to hide out until I felt it would be safer to return with minimal damage.
Songs included are Meghan Trainor, Me, Too. 3 Doors Down Let Me Be Myself. Molly Kate Kestner Prom Queen. P.s. I adore Molly so I will most likely have more of her songs, hopefully not to many I strive for diversity.