Chapter 20

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FOUR BOYS, ONE GIRL AND 1 CRAZY HIGH SCHOOL YEAR

CHAPTER 20

This Chapter is dedicated to @MeganQuada

"I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier... I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist, like it doesn't exist... I'm gonna fly like the bird of the night, feel my tears as they dry..." I sang loudly to Sia's Chandelier.

It was inspection day and all I was doing was singing off-tune and putting my stuff in order.

"Will you stop singing that song?!" Easy groaned, blocking his ears.

I frowned. Apparently, he didn't appreciate good music. Might as well sing another song. "I confessed, I messed up, drop it I'm sorry like your still around... and I know you're dressed up, hey kid you'll never leave this town, and –"

"I said stop singing dammit."

"No, you said stop singing that song, which is two different things. So, I just changed songs." I shrugged easily.

"Well stop singing!"

I scoffed, way to kill the spirit of fall out boy. "You're so grumpy today, what the hell is up your ass?"

"Nothing," he grumbled. "Besides, those were wrong lyrics."

"Excuse you? Nobody knows those lyrics like I do." I said with confidence.

"Actually, it's 'dropped down I'm sorry' and 'hey kid you never leave this town'."

That was so wrong, I knew those lyrics way better. "No it's not."

"Yes it is,"

"Fine, let's see, since you obviously know a little less sixteen candles –"

"A little more touch me," he interrupted, supposedly correcting me.

"Whatever. Sing the second verse."

Aha, let's see who'll get it this time.

"Gladly." He cleared his throat with a confident look, "Light me off, give up on me cause darling what did you expect –"

"Okay, stop, stop. First of all, your voice is just horrible, just horrible. And those were totally wrong lyrics." I folded my arms, keeping my nose in the air and waving him off like all those reality T.V judges.

"No they're not,"

"Yes they are. It's: Write me off, give up on me cause darling what did you expect... and I'm just a lost cause, lost shot don't even take his bet..." I sang proudly.

"That is so wrong Callie. You are a disgrace to the band, the song, everything." Easy shook his head and mocked me.

Ugh, idiot. "Your parents should have named you 'Stupid', 'cause you're an idiot. I can't talk to people who spoil great songs." I turned my back on him.

"Me neither,"

"Me neither,"

Stop copying me! "I said it first!"

"Well I thought of it first!"

"It was still –"

"Room 201, It's your turn." Someone shouted from outside.

We shut up.

...

"Well, Easy, Carl, there's nothing wrong here. Your room seems to be in order and there are no prohibited items in here." Mr. Fergus, our English teacher yapped through his nose.

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