finchel vs deachel: life as we know it *CANCELLED*

Fun In The Sun

Rachel's P.O.V

Oh My God we are almost at the water park I haven't been to one in so long. I'm Here with my family and it is the best feeling ever. I have Dean and he loves me, and I love him. Dylan is amazing. He is the brother I always wanted, but I can't tell people at school because that's all they would like me for. My parents are amazing too, they are going to stay with us for a while before they go find a house. They want to see if they could find a house closer. I'm on my phone listening to Marianas Trench 'Shake Tramp' with Dean.

D: This song is really inappropriate to women.

R: Why?

DOB: What song?

R: Shake Tramp, Dylan.

DOB: Why is really inappropriate to women, Dean?

D: because in the course it says 'try a little more, little more, little more. Slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore.' and that is going to women and that is wrong.

R: No Dean! If you listen t the whole song then you would know that the song is referring to how women treated him. Throughout high school, to when they were starting out, then to having them pay women to kiss him in music videos... So it is not offense to us. It is saying that we us as women treat him like shit. So you can shut up.

I was about to put my head phones on but Dean saying something.

D: Oh wow I didn't know how much you loved them. I never even thought about the song that way. I'm sorry Rach.

R: Yeah, Yeah. You know what I have a three way cable for head phones. Want to listen Dylan? Do you have your own head phones?

DOB: Of course, I wan to listen with you. And yeah, I always have my head phones with me.

D: What about me I have no head phones and we always share.

R: I brought an extra pair don't worry Dean.

D: Okay.

R: What do you want to listen to?

DOB: Marianas Trench's 'Shake Tramp.' Again.

D: Doesn't matter.

R: Marianas Trench it is.

I grab my phone and go thorough Marianas Trench songs. I found 'Shake Tramp' and put it on. I started to hum along to the song. Again.

R: 'Did I let you down to get that sound, And break my knees to get release. And you needed some, just to take you from. And I hit you more, Is your face still sore? Sorry but I tried, it was never mine. And I can still pretend, I guess it all depends. I'm still a little crazy all the time, but I still try to hide it. That's still mine. Try a little more, little more, little more slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore. What a cheap perfume, I hate this room. So testify, but I still tried. And you need a stamp, little handshake tramp. And you hit me more, and my face still sore. Sorry but I tried, it was never mine. And I can still pretend, I guess it all depends. I'm a little crazy all the time, but I still try to hide it. That's still mine. Try a little more, little more, little more slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore. Upside down and around and around. Just another piece, Till you need another sound. Faze them out, I know what you scream about. Don't let me down. And the guilt in me, is the hurt in you. And the hurt in you, is the lost in me. And the lost in me, is the need in you. And the need of you, is the guilt of me. Try a little more, little more, little more slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore. Upside down and around and around. Just another piece, Till you need another sound. Try a little more, little more, little more. Slap you like a bitch and you take it like a whore. Upside down and around and around. Just another piece, Till you need another sound. *I sing out of breathe*

DOB: Wow Rach, you are an amazing singer.

R: What can I tell you I love this song.

D: I can hear it now Rachel.

R: Hear what?

D: I was listening to the lyrics and I understood what you meant by the song and what Josh was singing, and how woman treated him.

C: Nice singing Rachel.

R: What can I say I love Marianas Trench.

C: Do you really like them?

R: Yes I do they are my favourite.

They all look at me and smile.

R: What.

C: How would you feel if we got you backstage pass with all of us.

R: Oh my god, I will cry.

C: Well that's not good and your going.

R: Really?

C: Yeah.

I just sit there smiling like a idiot enjoying my day with my family.