~COURTNEY'S POV~
Uncle Brad lunged at me, grabbing onto my wrists.
I knee'd him in the crotch and he doubled over in pain.
Bridgette quickly ran off to find Chris.
I, on the other hand, just stood there.
Why is he here?
Why isn't he getting up?
Wait, why do i even care?
I don't...
You do...
What?!
You care for people more now, you cant help it...
Whatever!
I frowned as i managed to turn my head to look at Duncan, who was rigid in shock.
I clicked my fingers infront of his face, as he'd just stared in awe at what i'd done.
"Hellooooo?" i said and he snapped back to reality as i hugged him.
"Lets get out of here Princess" Duncan smiled pulling me in for a quick kiss before we made our way downstairs, hand in hand.
"So," Chris began to explain, "the two teams are known as "The Screaming Supremo's" and "The Musical Maestro's", Duncan and Courtney get in the line as we pick the teams"
We got in line and waited to be picked.
Alejandro and Heather were Team Captains.
This cant be good
Uncle Brad lunged at me, grabbing onto my wrists.
I knee'd him in the crotch and he doubled over in pain.
Bridgette quickly ran off to find Chris.
I, on the other hand, just stood there.
Why is he here?
Why isn't he getting up?
Wait, why do i even care?
I don't...
You do...
What?!
You care for people more now, you cant help it...
Whatever!
I frowned as i managed to turn my head to look at Duncan, who was rigid in shock.
I clicked my fingers infront of his face, as he'd just stared in awe at what i'd done.
"Hellooooo?" i said and he snapped back to reality as i hugged him.
"Lets get out of here Princess" Duncan smiled pulling me in for a quick kiss before we made our way downstairs, hand in hand.
"So," Chris began to explain, "the two teams are known as "The Screaming Supremo's" and "The Musical Maestro's", Duncan and Courtney get in the line as we pick the teams"
We got in line and waited to be picked.
Alejandro and Heather were Team Captains.
This cant be good
Bridgette: The strings of my heart
Are a tangled mess
It’s beating so hard, jumping out of my chest!
I tried to fit two men in my soul
I ended up stuck to a pole!
Choir: She got stuck
Should’ve ducked
Worse of luck
Stuck, stuck to a pole
Bridgette: I fell for every little thing that he said
And when I closed my eyes he jumped on his sled
He’s moved on; I’m still stuck in this place
Will someone pour warm water down my face?!
Choir: She got stuck
Should’ve ducked
Worse of luck
Stuck, stuck to a pole
Stuck, stuck, stuck to a pole!
(As you can [probably] tell, all of these lyrics were obtained by myself as I listened to the songs over and over until I got them right. Or almost)
Are a tangled mess
It’s beating so hard, jumping out of my chest!
I tried to fit two men in my soul
I ended up stuck to a pole!
Choir: She got stuck
Should’ve ducked
Worse of luck
Stuck, stuck to a pole
Bridgette: I fell for every little thing that he said
And when I closed my eyes he jumped on his sled
He’s moved on; I’m still stuck in this place
Will someone pour warm water down my face?!
Choir: She got stuck
Should’ve ducked
Worse of luck
Stuck, stuck to a pole
Stuck, stuck, stuck to a pole!
(As you can [probably] tell, all of these lyrics were obtained by myself as I listened to the songs over and over until I got them right. Or almost)