The Reality of the Matter

Music is Something Special

The four of us got through science with minimal explosions and along with minimal damage to Yugi's innocence no  thanks to James.

"Ok Yugi we don't have third period together, but you have it with Paint-" I started.

"Ar-are you sure Ro-Rox?" He asked suddenly.

"Yes Yugi, but don't worry one of my other friends is in History this period and she has a way of keeping  James in line. Her name's Jasmine Jade, but to get her attention you'll have to call her Jimmy Jacked or JJ," I instructed him and he nodded slowly. I pulled PaintPrank to the side so Yugi couldn't hear.

"Now listen here you dearf, I can put up with your stupid scrap, but you breath one word to Yugi that taints his innocence and you will find yourself with out and arm at the bottom of a pit with tarp over you covered in dirt," I hissed in his ear, "You hear me?"

"Y-y-yes mama!" He squeaked.

"Good now take Mr. Muto to History," I said letting go of his ear.

"Come on Yugi were going. Now," He insisted linking his arm with Yugi's and running up the corridor. I chuckled turning the opposite direction and heading down the hall. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders and in surprise, so I did the only thing that came to mind. And a few seconds latter whoever it was lying on their back in the middle of the floor.

"And that PopTop is why your single," Kai groans standing, "I still don't now how the Fic you flip me when I'm so much taller then you short stack."

"Maybe cause I'm smarter and use an affective method," I say rolling my shoulders as we walk into class and sat down on my desk. Putting my feet in the sit, I laid backwards onto the desk, let my  head dangle over the side, and looked at the world in the best way I knew how-in a twisted method. I closed my eyes relaxing.

"Hello today class," Ms. Ruble. Several answers rang back to her including my own. "I hope your all ready, because you know what that means,"

"Karaoke Friday!"

"Now who want's to go first?!"

I could almost feel all the eyes in the room move over to me.

"Alright, alright, I got it," I mutter after a few minutes of this, as I rolled off my desk. I stood and headed up to the front picking my song with care

"If I could write you a song to make you fall in love

I would already have you up under my arm

I used up all my tricks, I hope that you like this

But, you probably won't, you think you're cooler than me

You got designer shades just to hide your face

And you wear 'em around like you're cooler than me

And you never say hey, or remember my name

And it's probably 'cause you think you're cooler than me

You got your high brow, shoes on your feet

And you wear 'em around like it ain't shiz

But you don't know the way that you look

When your steps make that much noise

Shh, I got you all figured out

You need everyone's eyes just to feel seen

Behind your make up nobody knows who you even are

Who do you think that you are

If I could write you a song to make you fall in love