The Interview

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(Kyla's POV)

Josh and I talk as he drives.

"Josh what if they ask about why I was running? What if they ask about my slightly protruding stomach? What is asks me to sing?"

"Sing? You can sing?" He asks surprised.

"No." I lie.

"Sing something. Please?" He begs.

"No. I'm horrible. Trust me I'm doing you a favor." I say looking away.

"Please babe. Please? Just one song. Please?" I shake my head no. "Why?"

"Because I suck."

"I bet you sound amazing. Please just one short song. Please." I sigh.

"You're not going to leave me alone 'til I do it. Are you?" I say looking at him and he smiles.

"Maybe. Maybe not."

"Fine. But whether I do it or not depends on the song." I say quietly. I say that mostly cause I don't know any newer songs.

"Do you sing country?"

"I can, but only certain songs."

"What about........... Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood?"

"That is one of my favorite songs." He smiles.

"I have it on my Ipod. Play it." He hands it to me and I hit play. It starts to play.

'Right now he's probably slow dancin' with a bleach blonde tramp and she's probably gettin frisky.

Right now he's probably buyin' her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey.

Right now he's probably up behind her with a pool stick showin' her how to shoot a combo.

Oh and he don't know.

That I dug my key into the side of his property little souped up four wheel drive. Carved my name into his leather seeeaaat. Took a Louisville slugger to both head lights. Slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.

Right now she's probably singin' some white trash version of  Shania karaoke. 

Right now she's probably sayin' 'i'm drunk' and he's a thinkin' that he's gonna get lucky.
Right now he's probably dabbin' on three dollars worth of bathroom of that polo!

Oh and he don't knoooooOOOOOW!

That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive. Carved my name into his leather seeeaaat. Took a Louisville slugger to both head lights. Slashed a hole in all four tires. Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats. I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl. Cause the next time that he cheeeaaats. Oooh you know it be on me. Nooo not on me.

............

Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive! Carved my name into his leather seeeaaat! Took a Louisville slugger to both head lights! Slashed a hole in all four tires! MAYBE NEXT TIME HE'LL THINK BEFORE HE CHEATS! Oh Maybe next time he'll thiiiinnnkkk........ before he cheats. Oh before he cheats. Ooooooooh.'   I look at Josh who has already parked the car and is currently staring at me.

"What?" I ask.

"That was amazing! I couldn't tell if it was you or her singing at some parts."

"You have to say that. You're my boyfriend."

"I don't have to say anything. Babe you are amazing!"

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