Battle Of The Bands

Chapter 11: Task Two

Chapter 11: Task Two

Eden's P.O.V

I was so pumped for everyone to hear the song I wrote. It's so exciting. Please be proud of me Rose.

5SOS sang their cover Out Of My Limit then the song they wrote Everything I didn't say.

"TheLostGirls please come down," Marcy faked smiled, "These girls will be singing Last Friday Night by Katy Perry,"

Me: There's a stranger in my bed,
There's a pounding in my head
Glitter all over the room
Pink flamingos in the pool
I smell like a minibar
DJ's passed out in the yard
Barbie's on the barbeque
This a hickie or a bruise

BreAuna: Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's a blacked out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

All: Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois
Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop
Op-oh-oh

This Friday night
Do it all again
This Friday night
Do it all again

Bonnie: Trying to connect the dots
Don't know what to tell my boss
Think the city towed my car
Chandelier is on the floor
Ripped my favorite party dress
Warrant's out for my arrest
Think I need a ginger ale
That was such an epic fail

Amber: Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's a blacked out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

All: Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois

Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop
Oh whoa oh

This Friday night
Do it all again
(Do it all again)
This Friday night
Do it all again
(Do it all again)
This Friday night

All of us with the crowd:
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois

Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop
Oh-whoa-oh
This Friday night
Do it all again

[Clapping] Whohoo!

The music stopped then BreAuna started her drumming on her drums.

Teddy: You took me to your little crib
Guess it must have been a big deal
Got me starring in your wet dream
Now it's time to get real
I'm not looking for love
No not today
But you call me up and had the nerve to say
See you next Tuesday

Me: You call me a bitch like it's a bad thing
You call me a freak like that means something
Can't get your way so you're sulking
I think we know the rest
Get it off your chest
I don't give a shit
I love it when you call me a bitch like it's a bad thing

Amber: You show up everywhere I go
Get a grip you're acting so weird
I don't need your jager bombs
I think I can take it from here
You gotta learn to leave when the party ends
I don't really care what you tell your friends
Tell me again

Me: You call me a bitch like it's a bad thing
You call me a freak like that means something
Can't get your way so you're angry
I think we know the rest
Get it off your chest
I don't give a shit
I love it when you call me a bitch

BreAuna: I think you hate me because you want me
You only want what you can't have
I'm just being who I want to be
But you can't deal with that

Me: You call me a bitch like it's a bad thing
You call me a freak like it means something
Can't get your way so you're so pissed off
I think we know the rest
Get it off your chest
I don't give a shit
I love it when you call me a bitch like it's a bad thing

I stared at Marcy the whole time, she got what she deserved. Only she knows what I mean.

"Wow, another fantastic show girls, that was Call Me A Bitch Like Its A Bad Thing by TheLostGirls, Let's see what the judges have to say," Marcy said harshly.

10...

6...

8...

24 out of 30, alright. Well just one point off. But I'm still proud. We kicked some major ass.

We walked off stage doing our usual group hug. I smiled and I couldn't stop. I saw Luke, him being himself and usually staring at me.

I'm starting to get a soft spot for him but I started to block it off even more. I can't like him. My walls slowly build up higher.

"You did great," he said as I walked by him. It caught me off guard.

I gave him a thumbs up and smiled. He smiled back and I walked away embarrassed. I mean that was a little awkward. Seriously a thumbs up?

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