The Boy Who Called Me Songbird

Chapter 14~ Jerks and Dresses

Hello All!!!

I've been trying to upload as quickly as I can but unfortunately with school starting and band season, I'm pretty booked up until November.

So for this chapter, I'm going to have a little bit of fun and tell you the story from the "popular kids'" view. Now you'll get to see, as Ferrior would put it, 'the morons in action'. I saw this done by sunshineluver in her book, My Life As A Teenage Superhero, and I thought that it was really awesome and I wanted to give it a try!

Hope you like!! Don't forget to vote and comment!!!

Your fellow reader and writer,

Laura =D

Brandon's POV

I sat there in my seat, my glare burning holes in the back of my ex-friend Chris's head. I couldn't believe him. He had everything that he could have ever wanted and suddenly he just dropped us. It made my blood boil with hatred.

I was pissed. Nobody drops Brandon Masters.

Nobody.

And, to top it off, he was hanging around with that freak-show Grace and his girlfriend Willow Drake and all her freakish friends.

Well, now that I look back on it, they were all to gorgeous for their own good and I guess Chris was lucky but I was too mad to see through to that.

I went back to the cabin with a few of the guys.

"I can't believe that Myers did that to us," I ranted angrily to my room mates, Harvey and Preston, "I mean, God! We gave him freaking everything and this is how he repays us? By sh**ing all over us in the middle of the damn Mess Hall with everyone watching? What the Hell?!"

"What a douche wad," Harvey agreed faithfully, pulling out a pack of cigarettes, "Who the Hell does he think he is?"

We didn't usually smoke, we only did when we were angry and plotting revenge and when we knew we wouldnt get caught. It got the anger pumping and the brain-juices flowing.

"Yeah!" Preston chorused, pulling out a cigarette and then passing the pack to me, "We should go and do something about this."

"You're right," I said, lighting the cigarette with my lighter and putting it to my mouth, "What should we do to him?"

"We should make it so that he doesn't have any friends at all," Preston plotted, lighting his and blowing out a puff of smoke.

"Or, better yet, ruin his chances with Lilly Way," Harvey added, huffing out his own white cloud, "That's sure to break him."

"We are going to need Courtney," I said.

"Why do we need her?" Preston asked, "Can't we just use any random girl at camp?"

"Because Chris just broke up with her stupid!" I snapped at him, "She's a train wreck and she's the most popular slash rich girl here. Everyone knows everything hat goes on with her and to top it off, she'll do anything to get him back or get back at him for breaking up with her."

A wicked grin spread across my face as the plot began to form in my head. Chris Martin would regret ever ditching me.

Revenge is sweet.

Willy's POV

It was Tuesday morning and I was eating breakfast with Lilly and the twins. The boys were still in the breakfast line getting their sandwiches.

I yawned, still half asleep. I'd stayed up way to late the night before chatting with the girls about the dance.

With the dance only four days away, people were going crazy preparing for it. The girls were all talking about dresses and shoes and hair and the boys were jeering at each other to ask certain girls. Well, all of the boys except for Ferrior and Chris. They didn't really talk about it in front of us.