Today at performance for Easter:
I was in the girls locker room at high school and my friend,Alicia was with me. We were getting ready in our cute Easter maid out fits and Fergie came along....
Fergie: hey,you want ti dust of Alicia's skirt Maria?
Me: you want to have Will shove his #$%&%# up your ass?!
Alicia: wow! Calm down!
Fergie: how do you know Will?!
Me: *pulls out her phone* I know people bitch! Your cheating on Drake!
Fergie: *angry and grabs her phone* you will not tell him!
Me: I don't have to! *Fergie looks at her phone*
Fergie: you text him about it!
Alicia: no,you did! *high fives me *
Fergie: *shocked*
??????: how retarded is that!
Fergie: *turns around and sees Drake* get out of the girls locker room!
me: will comes in her everyday!
Drake: you knew about it Maria!
Me: of course,but we were always threatened with knives after school or even guns...
drake: *shocked*
Fergie: will only did that!
Alicia: to amuse you!
me: ya,but you never noticed because he was always on top!
Drake: oh my God!
Alicia: we walked and talked but you never came up for breathe...
me: *bells go off* that's our sign!
Alicia: *runs begins the curtain stage with me and the crying Fergie*
*curtains fly open and music blasts open*
Alicia: *starts to sing*
Me: *looks at Fergie and sees all the pain* STOP!
Crowd: *music stops and the crowd mummers*
Me: we've had some tuff cituatons and... I want to fix it.... please take all little kids out of the crowd...
Crowd: *parents did as guided*
Jack: *comes and stage and hands Fergie a handkerchief and us mouthpeice microphones . He walks to the back of the stage*
Me: get ready and follow me lead! *to Alicia as the music starts.*
Me: The world..mmph...
Alicia: *knows where I'm going* turns into cold...this freezes you... I'm here..yes I am! *hold Fergie hand that is wet from tears* relaxed is the way!
Me: you got that something that makes thin lovesick... but stop him!
Alicia: *raises her voice* shooters is what they cheer! Hate is what they feeaaarrr!
Me: tell them to go...
Alicia: their sick and tired... but please! Don't let them point the gun at me...
Me: don't let them stab my heart..
Alicia: but you did..... Little Fergie....I'm sorry...we'll fix you and Drake up..... Will is only a womeniser and he forces them to do it......with him.
Fergie: *crying even more but squeezes Alicia's hand*
Alicia: so let Maria say a few words to him...
Fergie: *nods*
Me: *takes a breathe* come on out Will.
will: *stands up from the crowd and gets on stage*
Me: From child to child but a little bitch,huh?
Let her scream at you and you'll follow her like a lost puppy?
gallops on out of here,huh?
*now rapping*
Well,from celesta to meleste,this is it!
Bla bla boa,is all I hear!
Well this is the bitch of the filling!
Wanna dance with no pants on?
*crowd laughs*
Go on and keep talking about bla!
Like super bass!
Your never laying tha dish!
It doesn't matter who you are!
As tha bitch,I'm not no hoe!
I wont be fucking no delesco no peresco!
What little talk you are!
Alicia: *giggles* she grew up from the side of him... *pointing at the back* and you cant hurt her...leave Fergie away! Let the whisper go...nothens sweeter...
Will: *gets off stage*
Fergie: *stops crying and sings with her shaky voice* I want to go back to the time of a American honey... *repeats it 2x and ends the song*
Crowd : *stands up clapping and cheering*
Me: OUR song was out of order sorry! We just made it up! *giggles and walks to the back of the stage*
Fergie: I'm sorry-
Me: stop,find Drake,frenzy!
Fergie: thanks! *walks away*
Alicia: I'm going to find James..
me: okay! *watches her leave*
????: *grabs me and pulls me into the boys locker room* you bitch!
Me: who tha- *sees that its will and starts to run*
Will: *punches my left cheek* bitch!
me: *crying and touch my swollen cheek* take this! *pulls off a weak locked door and smacks his face with it*
Will: *laughs but falls to the ground by another dude*
who is the dude??!!!?!
I was in the girls locker room at high school and my friend,Alicia was with me. We were getting ready in our cute Easter maid out fits and Fergie came along....
Fergie: hey,you want ti dust of Alicia's skirt Maria?
Me: you want to have Will shove his #$%&%# up your ass?!
Alicia: wow! Calm down!
Fergie: how do you know Will?!
Me: *pulls out her phone* I know people bitch! Your cheating on Drake!
Fergie: *angry and grabs her phone* you will not tell him!
Me: I don't have to! *Fergie looks at her phone*
Fergie: you text him about it!
Alicia: no,you did! *high fives me *
Fergie: *shocked*
??????: how retarded is that!
Fergie: *turns around and sees Drake* get out of the girls locker room!
me: will comes in her everyday!
Drake: you knew about it Maria!
Me: of course,but we were always threatened with knives after school or even guns...
drake: *shocked*
Fergie: will only did that!
Alicia: to amuse you!
me: ya,but you never noticed because he was always on top!
Drake: oh my God!
Alicia: we walked and talked but you never came up for breathe...
me: *bells go off* that's our sign!
Alicia: *runs begins the curtain stage with me and the crying Fergie*
*curtains fly open and music blasts open*
Alicia: *starts to sing*
Me: *looks at Fergie and sees all the pain* STOP!
Crowd: *music stops and the crowd mummers*
Me: we've had some tuff cituatons and... I want to fix it.... please take all little kids out of the crowd...
Crowd: *parents did as guided*
Jack: *comes and stage and hands Fergie a handkerchief and us mouthpeice microphones . He walks to the back of the stage*
Me: get ready and follow me lead! *to Alicia as the music starts.*
Me: The world..mmph...
Alicia: *knows where I'm going* turns into cold...this freezes you... I'm here..yes I am! *hold Fergie hand that is wet from tears* relaxed is the way!
Me: you got that something that makes thin lovesick... but stop him!
Alicia: *raises her voice* shooters is what they cheer! Hate is what they feeaaarrr!
Me: tell them to go...
Alicia: their sick and tired... but please! Don't let them point the gun at me...
Me: don't let them stab my heart..
Alicia: but you did..... Little Fergie....I'm sorry...we'll fix you and Drake up..... Will is only a womeniser and he forces them to do it......with him.
Fergie: *crying even more but squeezes Alicia's hand*
Alicia: so let Maria say a few words to him...
Fergie: *nods*
Me: *takes a breathe* come on out Will.
will: *stands up from the crowd and gets on stage*
Me: From child to child but a little bitch,huh?
Let her scream at you and you'll follow her like a lost puppy?
gallops on out of here,huh?
*now rapping*
Well,from celesta to meleste,this is it!
Bla bla boa,is all I hear!
Well this is the bitch of the filling!
Wanna dance with no pants on?
*crowd laughs*
Go on and keep talking about bla!
Like super bass!
Your never laying tha dish!
It doesn't matter who you are!
As tha bitch,I'm not no hoe!
I wont be fucking no delesco no peresco!
What little talk you are!
Alicia: *giggles* she grew up from the side of him... *pointing at the back* and you cant hurt her...leave Fergie away! Let the whisper go...nothens sweeter...
Will: *gets off stage*
Fergie: *stops crying and sings with her shaky voice* I want to go back to the time of a American honey... *repeats it 2x and ends the song*
Crowd : *stands up clapping and cheering*
Me: OUR song was out of order sorry! We just made it up! *giggles and walks to the back of the stage*
Fergie: I'm sorry-
Me: stop,find Drake,frenzy!
Fergie: thanks! *walks away*
Alicia: I'm going to find James..
me: okay! *watches her leave*
????: *grabs me and pulls me into the boys locker room* you bitch!
Me: who tha- *sees that its will and starts to run*
Will: *punches my left cheek* bitch!
me: *crying and touch my swollen cheek* take this! *pulls off a weak locked door and smacks his face with it*
Will: *laughs but falls to the ground by another dude*
who is the dude??!!!?!