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"TAKE ME BY THE TOUNGE AND I’LL KNOW YOU..” I sang at the top of my voice, earphones plugged in my ears. I couldn’t care about the world.
Care about yourself. You are killing me with you horrible voice!
“KISS ME TILL YOU’RE DRUNK AND I’LL SHOW YOU..”
I want to kill you with dagger; I want to kill you with dagger!
“MOVES LIKE JAGGER, OH YEAH, MOVES LIKE JAGGER..” I forgot the tune of the song, threw my earphones away and started making my own tune. I strummed the imaginary guitar and sang the hip hop version of the song – composed by me.
Yeah, I am super cool like that!
“Honey.” I heard my mom speak from behind me. I turned around to see her looking at me wide eyed, a small weird smile on her face.
“Hey mom.” I said, trying to fix my hair and clothes.
“Are you okay?” she asked, concerned. I furrowed my eyebrows. What would happen to me?
“Yeah. Why?” I asked her, raising an eyebrow.
She hesitated. “Oh, You were acting a bit..retard-ish.” she said and giggled like a school girl. i crossed my arms and pouted.
“Mom! I was dancing.” I said turning my nose up.
“Yeah right. Tribal dancing, was it?” she asked sarcastically.
“Mom!” I said annoyed. No appreciation for talent. Huh!
She laughed. “Okay, okay. But just, tone down your voice a little.” She said leaving the room.
I slumped down on my bed and picked up to my cell. I had one new message.
She had taken my number at the café and we had texted back and forth few times after that.
CS today at 7?
I immediately replied no. Once a month, there is band performance at the Central Square. These bands were either school bands or just bands made by bunch of guys and girls for this performance. I had never been to one, Neil had asked me a few times but I refused and Lexi wasn’t much interested herself.
These bands didn’t have their own songs or anything; this is just for entertainment and earning money.
My phone started ringing and I looked to see Sam calling.
“Yes, Samy-bum!” I said picking her call and laughing at her nick name.
“Hilarious. Now, why aren’t you coming?” she asked.
“Because I don’t want to.” I said simply.
“Don’t be a baby. Let’s go, it’s going to be fun!” she whined. Now, who’s the baby?
“No bummy. I am not going.” I said again.
“Have you never been to these performances?”
“Nope.” “God!” she said exasperated and disconnected the phone.
“Honey, why didn’t you tell me you were going out?” mom said entering my room.
|Alex Pettyfer||as Cameron Ryder|
|Leighton Meester||as Grace Preston|