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As soon as the music started playing I knew I was going to get in trouble, but honestly, I really didn't give a shit. I started signing the song, searching for her in the crowd.

"Listen, we don't need to be enemies

Ain't got tunnel vision

Vision of us in the future with a

White picket fence and eternal decisions

I almost did it, glad that I didn't

Space kicks and a Big Mac

Got my space case but I'm sure that

All my friends fake 'cause they told me that

Shit wasn't real, it was all in my head, I imagine that

False sparks

Saw them hand-in-hand standing outside of a Wal-Mart

Now I'm sitting here wondering, when did this all start?

I practically belted the next part but it still sounded good, the song wasn't an exact representation of the situation but they would get the hint.

Fuck you and Jennifer, I know that you're out with her

Go pretend that you're just friends

I'll pretend that I'm not hurt

I know all the shit I heard, you can take these bitter words

Fuck you and Jennifer

Go fucking make love to her

Fuck you and Jennifer, I know that you're out with her

Go pretend that you're just friends

I'll pretend that I'm not hurt

I know all the shit I heard, you can take these bitter words

Fuck you and Jennifer

Go fucking make love to her"

As I went to the next verse the music cut off and I saw Brooks walking towards the stage.

"That's enough Taylor. My office, now." He demanded.

I walked off the stage and up the aisle, all eyes on me I walked past Reilly who conveniently was sitting close by Jen, she tried to say something to me but I looked the opposite was and kept walking. Some people were applauding me but were shut down with one look from Brooks. We got into his office and I took a seat in the chair, it should be my chair at this rate.

"Talk." He said.

"Oh my god Brooks, it's a song." I told him.

"Alexis. I know you. That wasn't you, so talk to me." He instructed.

"I'm pissed off okay, that's all it is." I told him.

"At what? Or who?" He asked.

"I'm not comfortable sharing that with you." I lied.

I could easily tell him but I don't want to cry.

"Alexis Marie Taylor, since when have you not been able to talk to me? I have been here your whole life almost, right now I'm not talking to you as your principal. I'm talking to you like the only family friend that stuck around, the only one that cared." He said.

I hated him for that. Was I really about to tell him what had happened? I thought about it and then settled on telling him just the surface of everything.

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