The Big Dipper (A BillDip Story) - ADOPTED

Performing

Today is the day I have to perform. For the past two weeks Shimmers friend, Angela, has been helping me with the choreography, and Bill has (surprisingly) helped me with the rapping. Mabel didn't really make a costume, more like just a gray T-Shirt, jeans, boots, and a green jacket. Pegasus has been a big help too. She finally healed and ever since she has been helping me with choreography and the rapping, telling me to go faster or slower. I have also been practicing so much that I think the song is imbedded in my brain forever, and Brayden's. He has been yelling at me non-stop to stop practicing, but hey, this is my grade we're talking about, and I don't mess around with my grades unless its to help a friend.

Anyway, I am in Mr. Quiet's class and Mrs. Sal's class is also here. I sat by my friends. It really is a mystery how they got in here 'cause they're not in any of these classes except Bill, of course.

Amanda just got finished preforming the song "Wolves" and got off the stage. She purposely took the long way back to her seat so that she could pass by me. She gave me a look.

"Beat that, I dare you" she said as she went to her seat.

"Grrrr..." Pegasus growls. Amanda skimpers away.

"Good girl" I praise. She looks up at me and smiles. That's weird, how to wolves smile like that?

Its Bill and I's turn now. He makes his way to the piano. I sit on my couch prop on the stage and prepare myself to rap in front of these people. I hear the music start. Here we go.

I stand up and start

Alright there's something truly
Magnificent about being sad and that is that
Everyone can be sad, some people are sad sometimes, Other people are sad all the time
And this is just a song about being sad
Whoopdie-doo, let's get to it, haha

I skip forward a little.

I've got a problem, I'm always so sad
The littlest things get me pissed off or mad
My life's pretty good, no I don't have it bad
So it's hard to explain all these feelings I have

I shrug and make an 'I don't understand Life' face

I'm just a baby I think that explains it
I burnt up my toast got so sad that I fainted
I played a great song on repeat, now I hate it
And nobody likes this picture I painted

I hold up a painting of a dog, then throw it to the side of the stage where someone catches it.

My only messages come from my mommy
I spend my life feeling like nobody wants me
You're kinda cute but your friend is a hottie
His shiny white teeth and his muscular body

I point to Bill. That wasn't even in the choreography!

I wear a cool outfit and try to look edgy

I take off my green jacket and replace it with a black leather one and put on sunglasses

My underwear rides up and gives me a wedgie
My pants are too tight, now I wish they were stretchy
Why do these small things always upset me?

I look at everyone Like 'HELP ME' but that's just part of the act.

Little things make me wanna cry sometimes
But that's just life
It'll be alright

I smile, shrug, spin in a circle, then point out finger guns to the croud

If you're really sad
Everything just turns out wrong
If you're really sad
Let me hear you sing this song