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Post by Deejay Farley on Jan 24, 2008 17:20:19 GMT -5
DeeJay walked down that hallway playing with her hair. She had just got sidebangs and loved them. So she played wiht them alot. She walked twards that auditorium. She when in with knowing that no one was in there. She walked down to the front and played her stuff in one of the chairs.
As she walked on to the left side of the stage, where the keybored was. She tured in ton and softly started playing, and sung
Baby I love you and i'll never let you go
But if I have to boy I think that you should know
All the love we make can never be erase
And i promise you that you will never be replaced
Baby I love you and I'll never let you go
But if I have to boy I think that you should know
All the love we make can never be erase
And i promise you that you will never be replaced
I love you yes i do
I'll be with you as long as you want me too
Until the end of time
From the day I met you
I know we've be together
And now I know I wanna be with you forever
I wanna marry you and i wanna have your kids
Thinking never compare to feel enough to kisses
I can say i'm truly happy to the same
You've made me think I'll die and live my life hesitate
There's never been no doubt in my mind
That i'll regret ever having you by my side
But if the day come that i'll have to let you go
I think that something I should probadly let you know
With everything that i spent with you
Then i will miss you cuz i'm happy that i have you at all
Baby I love you and i'll never let you go
But if I have to boy I think that you should know
All the love we make can never be erase
And i promise you that you will never be replaced
Baby I love you and I'll never let you go
But if I have to boy I think that you should know
All the love we make can never be erase
And i promise you that you will never be replaced
I feel for you yes i do
I'll be with you as long as you want me to
Until the end of time
As she fished she let her finger tip cross all the keys. she smiled and looked out. she knew she was a good singer. she just now wished some one was there to tell her she was awesome. she walked around on the stage and just started spinning around. like she was doing the walts or something like that. then she heard a door open and stoped.
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Post by Lola Mitchell on Jan 24, 2008 18:06:45 GMT -5
Walking by the auditorium, was Lola Mitchell. She overheard the singing of DeeJay. Lola grew jealous as she heard DeeJay sing. She could sing well. Lola was not very talented at singing but what if that was something Peter was attracted to. Maybe he would dump both her and Wendy and go to Deejay. But Deejay was dating that no-brainer jock {Eric}. Sure the guy may have nice abs but not much going on upstairs. But what if. What if DeeJay was attracted to him also? Lola couldn't lose the boy she loved to some preppy brainless drama freak {No offence just Lola's personality and jealousy}. She had to go confront the girl and know her.
She opened the door to the auditorium looking at DeeJay. They both dressed very differently. Lola today wore a slim fit black Family Guy tee with Stewie on it, long red and black checkerboard arm warmers, a pair of black and grey striped skinny jeans and checkerboard converse. She looked at her and smiled fakely.
"Hello! I heard you singing. You sound..great."
Lola managed to say. She never complimented other girls since she was usually so jealous of them.
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Post by Deejay Farley on Jan 25, 2008 6:28:43 GMT -5
Deejay looked at her and smiled a little. she ran her hand to the pony to her ponytail. and pulled it out. "thanks, [eric], loves it when i sing to him. So dose most of the guys. they think i should be getting the leads in the plays rather then other people." she smield. After she pulled her hair out of the pony she let her hair fall, She got off the stage and walked down to lola.
From what deejay could see of Lola's figure, She was some what short,, a verry tiny waist, but HUGE hips. Deejay was like box shaped but cuvy. but she wasnt in at the waist like Lola's.
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Post by Prue on Jan 25, 2008 10:14:20 GMT -5
"Your singing isn't bad," Prue said, filing her nails. "But if you're auditioning for something, I would recommend more practice. Even if you are just trying to get a boy's attention, more practice. Nothing turns guys off more than a girl that sicks them out." Prue put away her nail filer. "Not that you would sick anyone out; it's just that there's always room for improvement." The very tall, very thin girl set up a microphone into its stand. "Personally, though, I'm not sure if I can sing or not. I know I'm not tone deaf like some hopeless people I could speak of," she explained, thinking of Cindy's stepfamily, "But I'm like, I sing in a key that people say doesn't exist. It's mixed between low and high. Here, what do you think?" Prue wasn't surprised that the others had yet to respond. She was usually something of an unexpected and forceful person, despite looking like she could easily be broken. She turned her head upwards, making her long and pointed nose even more long and pointed. "Every morning I get up, I die a little;
Can barely stand on my feet-- " She stopped. "Not that song." Humming a different tune, she began again. "She keeps a Moet et Chandon in a pretty cabinet,
'Let them eat cake,' she says, just like Marie Antoinette!
A built-in remedy for Khrushchev and Kennedy;
At anytime an invitation you can't decline.
Caviar and cigarettes,
Well versed in etiquette,
Extraordinarily nice
She's a Killer Queen.
Gunpowder, Gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam,
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime--
Recommended at the price,
Insatiable an appetite,
Wanna try?
To avoid complications, she never kept the same address.
In conversations, she spoke just like a baroness.
Met a man from China, went down to Geisha Minah,
Then again incidentally- if you're that way inclined!
Perfume came naturally from Paris,
For cars she couldn't care less:
Fastidious and precise!
She's a Killer Queen.
Gunpowder, Gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam,
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime--
Recommended at the price,
Insatiable an appetite,
Wanna try?
Drop of a hat, she's as willing as- playful as a p*ussy cat.
Then, momentarily out of action, temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild.
She's out to get you.
She's a Killer Queen.
Gunpowder, Gelatine,
Dynamite with a laser beam,
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime.
Hm, hm-hm-hm-hm-hm, hm-hm.
Ciao." (Out-of-Character: I had to edit this, because for some reason, Proboards think one of the song's words should have been censored.) |
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