Chapter 5: Locker Room

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Today's pranking was different. In fact, it was sort of funny. Ryan came walking in with his guitar and started to sing the chorus to Dumb Ways to Die. I saw Vince smirking at me, ha ha I was dumb and screwed, okay I get it. Well you know what? Two could play this game.

I was about to riff off the shit out of this, much inspired by last night's Pitch Perfect marathon.

I started to sing Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar,

"Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me
With your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire Away."

Ryan smiled at me in surprise yet amusement. I knew I had a decent voice from Karaoke nights when I use to live in Japan, they were big on that. It wasn't jaw-droppingly amazing but it was good enough.

Ryan continued the war by starting the chorus of Brave by Sara Bareilles,

"Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave
With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave"

I started Roar by Katy Perry:

"I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire
'Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion
'Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar"

He winked at his next song and added a remix to Bitch by Meredith Brooks:

"I'm a dick, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a fucker
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way"

I would be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying this. It was fun, and from the looks of Ryan he was enjoying it too. It looked like only Vincent wasn't enjoying it and I was liking this.

I shot back with the first verse of Titanium by David Guetta:

"You shout it out
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud not saying much
I'm criticized
But all your bullets ricochet
Shoot me down, but I get up"

He gave me grin, oh this was gonna be good. It was So What by Pink:

"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'll give him that one! I needed to fight back. This time I started the beat of We Will Rock You with my hands and feet. A few students joined. When the sound got loud enough I sang,

"Buddy you're an old man poor man
Pleadin' with your eyes gonna make you some peace some day
You got mud on your face
Big disgrace
Somebody better put you back into your place"

Everyone chimed in to the chorus. I totally won! He couldn't beat that one. He gave me an evil grin, oh no he was up to something. Not good.

"Let's talk about sex, baby
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex."

I burst into laughter along with everyone else. He did not just serenade me with Let's Talk About Sex by Salt N Pepa. Fine I got something for you Mr. Superstar. How about a little Bulletproof by La Roux:

"I'm burning bridges shore to shore
I break away from something more
I'm not turned off to love until it's cheap
Been there, done that, messed around
I'm having fun, don't put me down
I'll never let you sweep me off my feet"

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