Chapter 9
TRIS POV
Today is Monday. Ugh! I get up and go to my closet. I took a bath last night so don't need to take one in the morning. I put on a sky blue crop top with a smaller white one under. I put on some white skinny jeans and some Vans that match my shirt. Then I put on a little mascara.
I then head downstairs to eat cereal. "Bye Mom, bye Dad!" I get in my Bugatti and notice Four getting in his car. I wave and he waves back. And with that I drive to school.
When I arrive I see the gang. Then the bell rings. I have music first.
"Okay class!" Tori says. "We will be doing songs in groups and you may chose them. My friends and I quickly scramble together.
"What song should we sing and whose gonna sing?" Shaunna says. "Oh Tris can sing! I heard her singing and rapping in my car when we went to Starbucks for free period!" Four says. "Ugh. Fourrrr!" I whine. "If I sing I get to chose what song." "Okay! What song?" Al says. "Uh, Fancy by Iggy Azalea ft. Charli XCX." "Okay." They all say. "The girls will be singing Charli's parts and the boys pick what instrument you want to play.
The boys finally figure out what instrument they will be playing.
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We are the 6th band to go up. Then I start.
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad bitch like this (ha)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold
Remember my name, 'bout to blow
I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, they speak it, depart it
Swagger on super, I can't shop at no department
Better get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that?
That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold
Remember my name, 'bout to blow
Trash the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want, yeah
Keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah I'm deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow
Still stunting, how you love that
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at that I bet you wishing you could clutch that
Just the way you like it, huh?
You're so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh? (say what what?)
Never turn down money
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold
Remember my name, 'bout to blow
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
(Blow)
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
(Blow)
(A/N: I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG! HERE IS THE CREDIT!:
Songwriters
ASTASIO, GEORGE / PEBWORTH, JASON ANDREW / AITCHISON, CHARLOTTE / MCKENZIE, KURTIS ISAAC / TURNER, JON / KELLY, AMETHYST AMELIA / SHAVE, JONATHAN CHRISTOPHER
Published by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Read more: Iggy Azalea - Fancy Lyrics | MetroLyrics)
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Once we are done we get a standing ovation! Once music is done the rest of my classes were boring. Then it's finally P.E. We play dodgeball boys against girls.
Soon I'm the only girl left against two boys Zeke and Four. I get Zeke out!
Now it's just me and Four. He aims at me but misses because I do back tuck. The class cheers and Four stands there shocked. I take the chance and hit him on his head. The class cheers and congratulates me.
Now it's free period. The girls and I decide to go to the mall with out the boys.
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(A/N: I WILL WRITE ABOUT THERE MALL TRIP IN THE NEXT CHAPPIE!(CHAPTER)
UNTIL THEN,
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