Monica's POV.
It was time for me to sing. I went back stage and grabbed a microphone. I grabbed the pink sparkly one.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen this next singer is a beautiful 18 year old with a voice like no other. Please give a round of applause to Ms. Monica Heights." I heard a ton of clapping with some yelling and whistling. The curtains opened I saw everybody starring at me. I smiled and waved.
"Hello guys before I start I would like to say that this is a honor for me to come up here and sing. The song I will be singing is Good Girl by Carrie Underwood. The story of the song I can relate. I feel in love with this stupid guy but yet good looking. And then next thing you know he lies. Haha ya... Well here's the song hope y'all enjoy!"
Hey, good girl (hey, good girl)
With your head in the clouds
I bet you I can tell you
What you're thinkin about
You'll see a good boy (you see a good boy)
Gonna give you the world
But he's gonna leave you cryin'
With your heart in the dirt
his lips are drippin honey
But he'll sting you like a bee
So lock up all your love
Go and throw away the key
Hey good girl (hey good girl)
Get out while you can
I know you think you got a good man
