Playing Hard To Get With Mr. Rocker

I just got pwned... at my own song

                                                                        Micheal.

I sat at the bar. where the hell'd she go? I scanned my eyes across the grill. no no one looked remotely close. I heard her voice come from one of the LAST places I'd ever expect to find her.

"um, Hi... My name is Lila," well at least I knew that the only music she thought was good was the two bit pop melodies she wrote herself.I chuckled at the thought.

a band of stand ins took their place on the stage behind her, and she slung a cherry red fender around her  neck. "well any way...since the rest of my band is busy cleaning up some ass hole's vandilism," she looked at me and her lips sharply tugged into a smile, " I'll be performing kissing coffins by Lyrical Liars but with a few minor alterations."

My draw gaped open...  and she began to pluck her own version of the opening verse. her voice also hit every pitch perfectly. I sat up straight as she got to the chours.

" you should've known He'd treat you wrong

but you didn't so I'm singing this song

 Now I'm barely walkin

and so I'm  kissing coffins"

 even though I'll never say it out loud she was right. my band's verson was basic compared to her's. the song ended with one last  shrill guitar wail. the room was filled with a dead silence. which quickly turned into a thunderous applause. she smiled, thanked the crowd and walked back stage. i started to stand up, but an overly sized mug of beer plopped down in front of me splashing over the sides.

"compliments of the young lady over there," he said pointing to a girl with a box dye job BIG fake boobs, and a two cent self spray tan. every thing about her screamed fake. but I kindly raised the glass in her direction in a gesture of gratitude. I raised the glass to my lips. only to feel a hard open handed blow to the back of my head making me spill my beer down my concert getup I groaned... the style departments gonna have my head.

"so... what'd you think?" Lila asked a slight trace of vulnerability in her tone which didn't seem quite normal for this girl.

I nodded once. she her eyes narrowed slightly.  goodnight moon  by go radio began to spill out of the speakers.

 ask her to dance !!! cried a small vboice in my head the sounded strangely like Lucas. I took a deep breath.

"would you like to dance?" I asked her. she paused and looked a bit shocked.

"not with you," she said grabbing my wrist and placed my hands on her waist," but you're all I got Romeo."