Chapter 27

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The last day of school.

Brenda's POV

Today's the last day of school and Principal Figgins isn't making us go to actual class. Everyone was in the choir room while Mr. Schue was standing in front of everyone when Sam and I walked in. Mr. Schue looked back at us and grinned.

"Hey you two, it's about time you got here. Have a seat." We did and he started talking.

"Okay so, I know all of you have a few songs that you want to sing, and this is the last assignment of the year." He went to the board and wrote 'Anything'. "You guys can sing any song you want, it doesn't matter what songs you sing, just sing." Rachel of course sang first. After a few other people sang, Sam stood up.

"Okay so, it has come to my attention that none of you guys have heard me rap before, am I right?"

"You right, Trouty! You claim that you can rap, but none of us have heard you." Santana said rolling her eyes.

"Yes, I can rap Santana. Which I am about to do. Hey B, can you come here for a minute?" I hesitated and walked up to him. He whispered in my ear,

"I need your help on this one. It's Wild One." He whispered grinning. I gasped.

"Seriously? That's my favorite song right now, even though it's kind of old."

"Yes I'm serious. You ready?" I nodded.

{Me}

Hey I heard you were a wild one

Oooh

If I took you home

It'd be a home run

Show me how you'll do

I wanna shut down the club

With you

Hey I heard you like the wild ones(wild ones wild ones)

Oooh

{Sam}

I like crazy,foolish,stupid

Party going wild,fist pumping music

I might lose it

Blast the roof.that how we do'z it(do'z it do'z it)

Everyone's eyes widened once he started rapping.I was surprised too.

I don't care the night,she don't care we like

Almost dared the right vibe

Ready to live,ain't no surprised

Take me so high,jumping nose dive

Surfing the crows

Oooh

Said I gotta be the man

I'm the head of my band,mic check one

Two

Shut them down in the club while the playboy does it

And y'all get lose lose

After a bottle,we all get bent and again tomorrow

Gotta break loose cause that's the motto

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