~COURTNEY'S POV~
I couldn't believe what was happening! Stupid Chris and stupid, bitchy Heather!
"Make me!" Heather screeched at Duncan.
"With pleasure!" Duncan yelled as he tried to get up feom his seat, but before he could kill Heather, i grabbed onto his camisa and pulled him back onto his seat.
"Why'd you do that for, babe?" Duncan whispered in my ear.
"I dont want you to get kicked off so soon, i want you here, need you here" i said with pleading eye's.
"Aw, you do care" Duncan said and kissed my nose.
What, not a real kiss?
"Awah, how touching, not!" Heather fake-vomited.
Right, thats it.
"Nooow, can i kill her?" Duncan bellowed. I still had hold of hus shirt.
I let go.
Duncan lunged at Heather but before he could strike her, even once, Chef caught him por the scruff of his collar.
"Boy, you wanna run laps around this plane?" Chef snarled and i could tell it was my que to intervene.
"No, he's calmed down now, haven't you?" i demanded.
"Yes, i've calmed down now" he replied as he sat down.
I couldn't believe what was happening! Stupid Chris and stupid, bitchy Heather!
"Make me!" Heather screeched at Duncan.
"With pleasure!" Duncan yelled as he tried to get up feom his seat, but before he could kill Heather, i grabbed onto his camisa and pulled him back onto his seat.
"Why'd you do that for, babe?" Duncan whispered in my ear.
"I dont want you to get kicked off so soon, i want you here, need you here" i said with pleading eye's.
"Aw, you do care" Duncan said and kissed my nose.
What, not a real kiss?
"Awah, how touching, not!" Heather fake-vomited.
Right, thats it.
"Nooow, can i kill her?" Duncan bellowed. I still had hold of hus shirt.
I let go.
Duncan lunged at Heather but before he could strike her, even once, Chef caught him por the scruff of his collar.
"Boy, you wanna run laps around this plane?" Chef snarled and i could tell it was my que to intervene.
"No, he's calmed down now, haven't you?" i demanded.
"Yes, i've calmed down now" he replied as he sat down.
Bridgette: The strings of my heart
Are a enrolados 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 por myself as I listened to the songs over and over until I got them right. Or almost)
Are a enrolados 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 por myself as I listened to the songs over and over until I got them right. Or almost)