Chapter four

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Today is the day of meeting Niall's band mates. I went in the bathroom brushed my teeth, took a shower, and changed. "Retards are you up yet?" I yelled in the hallway.

 ~silence~

Guess I have to wake them up my way. I took two cups of cold water with me. I should wake up Lanie first. I walked into Lailanie's room. I threw the cold water on her face. Her eyes shot open.

"WHAT THE HELL!" Lanie screamed.

"You and Lyssa are supposed to be up if you want to go!" I explained.

"FINE!" Lailanie gave in.

"Go get ready while I wake up Alyssa." I said.

Now into Alyssa's room. I threw the cold water on Lyssa's face.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Lyssa yelled.

"Get up we have to leave."

"Alright." Lyssa said getting out of the bed. I went out into the living room and played my Ipod.

 ~The Killers Sam's Town playing~

I was singing along.

Nobody ever had a dream round here,

but I don't really mind and that it's starting to get to me

Nobody ever pulls the seams round here,

but I don't really mind and that it's starting to get to me

I've got this energy beneath my feet

like something underground's gonna come up and carry me,

I've got this sentimental heart that beats

but I don't really mind (and) it's starting to get to me

Now.."Why do you waste my time?"

Is the answer to the question on your mind

And I'm sick of all my judges

so scared of what they'll find

But I know that I can make it

As long as somebody takes me home,

every now and then...

Oh, have you ever seen the lights?

Have you ever seen the lights?

I took the shuttle on a shock-wave ride,

where the people on the pen pull the trigger for accolade

I took a bullet, and I looked inside

Running through my veins

An American masquerade

I still remember Grandma Dixie's wake,

I never really known anybody to die before

Red white and blue upon a birthday cake,

My brother, he was born on the fourth of the July...and that's all

"So why do you waste my time?"

Is the answer to the question on your mind

And I'm sick of all my judges,

so scared of letting me shine

But I know that I can make it,

as long as somebody takes me home...

Wooooooo!

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