~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 áo sơ mi and pulled him back onto his seat.
"Why'd bạn do that for, babe?" Duncan whispered in my ear.
"I dont want bạn to get kicked off so soon, i want bạn here, need bạn here" i đã đưa ý kiến with pleading eye's.
"Aw, bạn do care" Duncan đã đưa ý kiến 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 bởi the scruff of his collar.
"Boy, bạn 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 áo sơ mi and pulled him back onto his seat.
"Why'd bạn do that for, babe?" Duncan whispered in my ear.
"I dont want bạn to get kicked off so soon, i want bạn here, need bạn here" i đã đưa ý kiến with pleading eye's.
"Aw, bạn do care" Duncan đã đưa ý kiến 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 bởi the scruff of his collar.
"Boy, bạn 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 Công chúa tóc mây 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 bạn can [probably] tell, all of these lyrics were obtained bởi myself as I listened to the songs over and over until I got them right. hoặc almost)
Are a Công chúa tóc mây 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 bạn can [probably] tell, all of these lyrics were obtained bởi myself as I listened to the songs over and over until I got them right. hoặc almost)