As I walked into Ex's and Hex's Sandy came out of nowhere and grabbed my hand pulled me somewhere near the stage.
"Oh I'm fine, how are you?" I ask sarcastically. I saw him rolling his eyes in amusement at my comment.
"I'd like you to meet Cooper Lynch," Sandy said finally letting go of my hand.
"Wait what?" I say as I see Cooper just as surprised as I am.
"Hey Amelia, I didn't know you worked here," he said nervously.
"Hi, umm I have no idea what is going on here," I replied looking at Sandy.
"Well you guys know each other, great, now you're gonna to sing together," Sandy said," now chop chop we haven't got all day." Then we were pushed on stage, with Cooper holding his guitar.
"It's now or never right?" Cooper sighed.
"What do you want to sing?" I ask him.
"I had a song in mind," he replied scratching his head.
"Spill," I said.
"Blank Space and Style mashup by Louisa Wendorff," he said.
"I love that cover, that's perfect," I replied grinning, as I sat down on a stool next to him in front of a microphone. I could see the crowd was anxiously looking at us, for us to sing something. Skylar and Peyton were cheering us on.
"Well we're going to sing a mashup song by Louisa Wendorff called Blank Space and Style originally by Taylor Swift, I hope you guys like it," I said. As I was about to sing the song Ethan caught my eye, he was sitting next to a blonde who was laughing at his jokes. His jokes aren't even that funny. I thought to myself.
"You ready?" Cooper asked.
"Yep," I replied. Cooper straightened out his arms and started to strum his guitar.
I got that James Dean day dream look in my eye
(So it's gonna be forever)
(Or it's gonna go down in flames)
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
(You can tell me when it's over)
(If the high was worth the pain)
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.
(Got a long list of ex-lovers)
(They'll tell you I'm insane)
Never go out of style
('Cause you know I love the players)
Out of style
(And you love the game)
Midnight,
You come and pick me up, no headlights
Long drive,
Could end in burning flames or paradise
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space, baby
And I'll write your name
I got that James Dean daydream look in my eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that I like
And when we go crashing down,
we come back every time
'Cause we never go out of style
Out of style
Fade into view, oh,
it's been a while since I have even heard from you
I should just tell you to leave 'cause I
Know exactly where it leads but I
Watch us go 'round and 'round each time
I got that James Dean day dream look in my eye
(So it's gonna be forever)
(Or it's gonna go down in flames)
You got that red lip classic thing that I like
(You can tell me when it's over)
(If the high was worth the pain)
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.
(Got a long list of ex-lovers)
(They'll tell you I'm insane) Never go out of style
('Cause you know I love the players)
Out of style
(And you love the game)
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He's Got Me Twisted
Novela Juvenil"You're insane," I shouted as Ethan stood on the edge of the cliff. "Insanely hot," he replied smugly. "You're gonna get yourself killed," I said running towards him. "What? Too chicken," he smirked. "Oh you're on," I replied smiling. Then he he...
