Disclaimer- I don't own the melody and some of the lyrics of the song. Taylor Swift does.
Wilby is normal text. Drew is italics.
Shut up.
I'm going to sing a song.
A song?
Yeah, wrote it myself.
Right...
It's called Teardrops on My Guitar.
What kind of song is that? You don't even own a guitar.
How do you know?
I just know.
I'm going to sing.
No, don't.
*grins impishly*
This better be a good song.
*clears throat*
Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so she won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
WHAT?!
Kidding! No really, I'm kidding. Honest.
You better be.
I'll bet she's super skilled, that girl who's got some skillz
And she's got everything that I have to live without!
Drew yells at me, I cower 'cause she's just so scary
'Cause last time, she punched me, I couldn't even walk five feet.
She says she hates me so, but I think she's overexaggerating
This is terrible. And you never cower.
Shh.
I wonder if she knows I watch her sleep at night!
*punch* No you don't.
Ow, she's the reason for the bruises that I get
The only thing that keeps me going to the Hospital Wing
I don't hurt you that bad.
She's the one I sing to when they're mad, don't know why I do
Drew walks by me, can't she tell that I am here?
My spying skills, are so awesome
She doesn't think that I am stalking her
Of course I do.
Let me finish.
Class is starting. The bell just rung. *about to turn*
Noooo wait 'til I'm done!
Really, I could get detention.
Noooooo
If you don't let me go I'm going to bash your face in.
STAY.
.......make it quick.
People better cower in fear, because she will punch them
Look in those super brown eyes and know they're dead because
She's the reason for the sass marks on everyone
The only one who can steal and get away with it
She's the one I sing to when they're down, don't know why I do
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