✗ MESSAGES : 298 ✗ DATE DE NAISSANCE : 17/08/1997 ✗ DATE D'INSCRIPTION : 25/06/2010 ✗ ÂGE : 26 ✗ LOCALISATION : A l'Académie ✗ EMPLOI/LOISIRS : Auteur, compositrice, interprète, chanteuse, musicienne, styliste ✗ HUMEUR : Bonne humeur apparament ✗ CELEBRITE : Avril Lavigne
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Sujet: Le bal de fin d'année [RP Groupé] Dim 4 Juil - 12:51
Je me réveilla dans l'académie. Je me leva et partit vers la salle de bain. Je me lava et m'habilla. Je me dirigea vers le self. Je mangea et me dirigea vers la salle de répétition. Toute la journée à répété aller être une horreur mais ma passion de chanter m'enlever ce désarroi. La matinée s'écoula. L'après-midi s'écoula à son tour et nous voilà le soir. Je quitta la salle de répétition. Je me mit en mode emo déchainée et partit vers la salle. Il y avait Bella et Alexandra. Je leur adressa un sourire et je me mit derrière les rodieaux. Il se leva. Je paniqua, tout ces élèves devant moi mais Bella et Alex' me redonner confiance, la music démarra, à moi de jouer !
Hey, hey. You, you. I don’t like your girlfriend. No way, no way. I think you need a new one. Hey, hey. You, you. I could be your girlfriend.
Hey, hey. You, you. I know that you like me, No way, no way. You know it’s not a secret. Hey, hey. You, you. I want to be your girlfriend.
You’re so fine, I want you mine. You’re so delicious, I think about ya all the time, You’re so addictive. Don’t you know what I could do to make you feel alright? Don’t pretend I think you know I’m damn precious, And hell yeah, I’m your mother fucking princess I can tell you like me too and you know I’m right.
She’s like so whatever, And you could do so much better. I think we should get together now, And that’s what everyone’s talking about.
Hey, hey. You, you. I don’t like your girlfriend. No way, no way. I think you need a new one. Hey, hey. You, you. I could be your girlfriend.
Hey, hey. You, you. I know that you like me, No way, no way. You know it’s not a secret. Hey, hey. You, you. I want to be your girlfriend.
I can see the way, I see the way you look at me. And even when you look away , I know you think of me. I know you talk about me all the time again and again, (And again and again and again) So come over here, tell me what I want to hear. Better yet make your girlfriend disappear, I don’t want to hear you say her name ever again.(And again and again and again!)
She’s like so whatever, And you could do so much better. I think we should get together now, And that’s what everyone’s talking about.
Hey, hey. You, you. I don’t like your girlfriend. No way, no way. I think you need a new one. Hey, hey. You, you. I could be your girlfriend.
Hey, hey. You, you. I know that you like me, No way, no way. You know it’s not a secret. Hey, hey. You, you. I want to be your girlfriend.
Hey, hey. You, you. I know that you like me, No way, no way. You know it’s not a secret. Hey, hey. You, you. I want to be your girlfriend.
In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger, Cause I can, Cause I can do it better. There’s no other, So when's it gonna sink in? She’s so stupid, What the hell were you thinking?
In a second you’ll be wrapped around my finger, Cause I can, Cause I can do it better. There’s no other, So when's it gonna sink in? She’s so stupid, What the hell were you thinking?!
Hey, hey. You, you. I don’t like your girlfriend. No way, no way. I think you need a new one. Hey, hey. You, you. I could be your girlfriend.
Hey, hey. You, you. I know that you like me, No way, no way. You know it’s not a secret. Hey, hey. You, you. I want to be your girlfriend.
J'entendis les applaudisements. Au tour de Bella à présent. Je me recula et prit ma guitar sur le côté. Je chuchota à Bella.
-Courage.
Kylie C. Mc.Schift
♚ FONDATRICE ~ La grande loveuse de Percy Jackson ♥.
✗ MESSAGES : 384 ✗ DATE DE NAISSANCE : 06/03/1996 ✗ DATE D'INSCRIPTION : 25/06/2010 ✗ ÂGE : 28 ✗ LOCALISATION : Dans l'académie ✗ EMPLOI/LOISIRS : DJ / Boite de nuit ✗ HUMEUR : Juste une simple réveuse. ✗ CELEBRITE : Kristen Stewart
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Sujet: Re: Le bal de fin d'année [RP Groupé] Lun 5 Juil - 20:53
Le réveil sonna, je m'étira. Quand je vis l'heure je sauta dur lit et me fit un brin de toilette vite fais. Je m'habilla et partit comme une furie dans la salle de répétition. Pas le temps de manger ! Je m'entraîna toute la matinée. C'était dur mais tellement marrant. Le plus dur dans tout sa c'était les platines. J'adore faire les petits bout de musique plus rythmé mais le temps s'écoula et nous étions déjà le soir. J'avais être en retard si je continuais. Je me précipita devant les rideaux, micro en main.
-Vous êtes chaud ce soir ?!
Je partit derrière les rideaux. Quand il se leva, Charlène partit chanter. Je m'amuser derrière, j'avais l'impression d'être une vrai DJ. Quand ce fut mon tour. Je me rapprocha, de façon à ce que mon public m'entendent. Et je commença avec Real gone.
I'm American made but I like Chevrolet My momma taught me wrong from right.
I was born in the South Sometimes I have a big mouth When I see something that I don't like I gotta say it.
Well, we've been driving this road for a mighty long time Paying no mind to the signs Well, this neighborhood's changed It's all been rearranged We left that team somewhere behind.
Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Look out babe, you've got your blinders on Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Real gone. Real gone.
But there's a new cat in town He's got high-faded friends Thinks he's gonna change history
You think you know him so well Yeah you think he's so swell But it's just a front you wait and see
Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Look out, you've got your blinders on Everybody's looking for a way To get real gone Real gone. Real gone. Real gone. Uhh.
Well you can say what you want But you can't say it 'round here 'Cause they'll catch you and give you a whippin'
Well, I believe I was right when I said you were wrong You didn't like the sound of that Now, did ya?
Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast Look out, you've got your blinders on Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Well here I come and I'm so not scared, Got my pedal to the metal, got my hands in the air Look out, you take your blinders off Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone Real gone. Real gone. Ooh. Real gone. Real gone.
Enfin finis ! Ah que c'était bon. J'avais la voie erritée. Je bus un coût.
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