Who We Are {Bullied By Team Crafted} (Book 1)

Chapata 34: What Do Drop-Outs Do?

Delilah'sPOV

"Soo...what do we do now?" Daniella asked, watching the fan spin.

"I...don't know. What do dropouts do." I asked staring at the white wall.

She turned her head towards me and I looked at her. Simultaneously, we blew a piece of our hair out of our faces. "Well, we can... watch the Walking Dead?" Dani said.

I made a face at her. "Dani, we have to wait till Sunday to do that, today's only Wednesday."

She groaned in frustration and turned back towards the fan.

Getting up off my chair, I went to our room and started looking around in our pile of boxes we never unpacked.

As I kept looking, I found my old violin tucked away in its case. Surprised, I took it out wound up the tuning pegs.

I played a few chords and fixed the tune. Once I had it the way I wanted, I went back to the living room where Daniella was still watching the fan.

Smiling silently, I started to play a song on the violin both me and her knew.

Italics - Delilah

Bold - Daniella

Both

"do do do, do do do, do do do do do do do,"I sang silently. Daniella turned around and started to sing the beginning.

"This time she's gonna wear an iron suit, this time she's gonna fix her heart and make it bullet proof." Daniella said/sang.

"She says she's gonna take a bite from the forbidden fruit. She says never never bite more than you can chew. But this time she's not gonna be another 'could've been', this time she's gonna get real, love the skins she's in. She says winners never quit, quiters never win"

"She said this time that she is built to face anything This time she's gonna stand for who she is This time she's gonna live to work, she's not working to live she says just because you say it's true, it don't mean it is She says it seems too good to be true, well then it probably is" Dani continued,

"This time she's hell bent yeah she's heaven bound This time she's gonna pick herself up no more breaking down She says she's gonna turn the wheel, turn this shit around She says if he's looking for love then she don't want to be found"

Dani got up from the couch and started dancing around as I played the song, "When you shoot across the sky like a broken arrow It's so hard to keep yourself on the straight and narrow When you shoot across the sky like a broken arrow You fall off course"

"Yeah when you hit the ground it's hard to get to heaven when you're born hell bound"

"do do do, do do do, do do do do do do do," Dani picked up, "This time she's gonna make it to the aftermath This time she's gonna raise her head choose the righteous path she says one day we will look back and it will make us laugh She says better to have and not need, than to need and not have

"No matter what the cause it's better to have loved and lost Have you ever met a man who never loved at all? Yeah the higher they are the bigger they fall You have to choose something cause you can't have it all No, she's not gonna be the last to the finish line

"She said even losers get lucky sometimes she says it's gonna get better like a fine wine She says it's harder to smell the roses when the sun don't shine This time she's gonna find another way This time she's gonna take it to the good ol' days with no airs or graces Only warm embraces we're just two little street angels with dirty faces"

"When you shoot across the sky like a broken arrow It's so hard to keep yourself on the straight and narrow When you shoot across the sky like a broken arrow You fall off course"

"Yeah when you hit the ground it's hard to get to heaven when you're born hell bound"

"Every break, every burn, every toss, every turn, every sin, Everything you've learned it's all programmed, all programmed"

As the song started to end, there was a knocking on the door. Daniella kept singing as she made her way to the door and I kept playing, "Every break, every burn, every toss, every turn, every sin, Everything you've learned it's all programmed, all programmed" When she opened the door, "when you hit the ground its har-" we both stopped playing/singing and my jaw dropped.

Standing at the door, was Mitch and Jerome with bruises on there arms and few on their faces.

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Uh-oh, dis isn't good.

This was sort of co-written, I wrote the story line and Eric wrote the lyrics cause I couldn't :) So THANK YOU ERICA :3

Any who, bai : )

-Brianna