A little hope. (OHSHC Fan fiction) (COMPLETE)

Chapter three

It was finally Saturday. I haven't been on stage for 3 whole days. That could kill someone. I took my color contacts out. I walked into the my bathroom and undressed I stepped into the shower. After my shower I put a towel around my body and walked out. I put my bra and underwear on. I put the pink mini dress over top of them. I put some make up on and grabbed my new black heel.

"Bye mom. Bye dad." I said putting my shoes on. I got in the limo and it drove off. The stage is calling for me, I know it is. I smiled for no apparent reason. We arrived at the party hall where the Suoh's party is. I walked in where a maid stood.

"Hello." She said.

"Hi, I'm Kira Tanaka." I said.

"Of course. Follow me to the stage." She said. I followed like she asked.

"Thank you." I smiled. An older man came up to us.

"Miss Tanaka it's wonderful to have you singing here." He smiled.

"You must be Mr. Suoh but you can just call me Kira." I said.

"You can call me Yuzuru." He said.

"Yes sir. I have to thank you for allowing me to sing here." I said.

"It's no problem." He said. He walked onto the stage to introduce me.

"Everyone I would personally like to introduce Kira Tanaka." He said. Everyone cheered. I jumped back and forth before I ran onto the stage.

"Hello people." I yelled. Everyone cheered.

"You got your keys, but where ya goin'?

The third degree just isn't workin'

Cause you walked out without asking me to go

And if I followed you home, would you be alone?

I checked your phone, cause it was beepin'

Are you alone?

I know you're creepin'

Cause you walked out without asking me to go

But if I followed you home, I hope you're alone

I'm three steps from the edge, woah

Don't push me over it

Don't you know, don't you know

Every girl is capable of murder, if you hurt her

Watch out you don't push me any further, any further

You're not the only one walking 'round with a loaded gun

This little girl is capable of murder, cause you hurt her

My hands are clean, not yet a killer

Ain't I your queen?

And did you tell her?

Cause you broke down all my shoulda known betters

And then I followed you home, throwin' sticks and stones

I'm two steps form the edge woah

Don't push me over it

Don't you know, don't you know

Every girl is capable of murder, if you hurt her

Watch out you don't push me any further, any further