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Alex glared at everyone he stormed passed, until he got to Ben's room.
He knocked and then waited.
Ben answered the door, a girl not far behind him, both half naked.
"Alex. I'm kinda busy in here." Ben whispered.
"I need a place to stay." He shrugged.
"I don't think that's such a good idea, have you asked?" He questioned.
"What are you? Some sort of wuss? Come on man let me in." Alex glared.
Ben looked over to the girl he was with then looked back to Alex, he sighed.
"Alright, alright. Drop your stuff on in here, then make yourself disappear for at least another hour." He spoke in a quiet voice.
"Thanks. Man." Alex patted Ben's shoulder and let himself in.
The girl quickly covered herself up as Alex looked directly at her. Alex put his stuff down and as he left he whispered into his friends ear;
"We need to talk about me getting back with Sam."
Then he left.
* * * * * * * * * *
The four friends sat at the table, laughing and joking.
"Frankie, take the bread sticks out of your nose, you doofus." Sam pulled a breadstick from Frank's nostril.
"Dare you to eat it." Frank smiled.
"Ew! Frank!" Sam laughed.
Sandy was laughing so hard she nearly choked on her drink.
"That's it, whore. Choke." Alex pushed her slightly as he walked passed.
Gerard glared up at him and Sam put her hand on his arm.
"Just. Leave it." Sam also glared at Alex, who took a seat on his own.
Sam smiled and leaned into Frank.
"We need to pretend were having the best time ever.Just to piss him off." Sam whispered. "Pass it on."
Frank did as he was told. Gerard smirked followed by Sandy.
Frank nodded
"Banana hammock." He smiled.
The three others burst out into laughter, it was half fake but half real, as Banana Hammock was maybe the randomest thing they had ever heard, Frank grinned.
As they were laughing they looked over to Alex's table.
He growled.
Frank put his arm around Sam's shoulder and started kissing her neck, Sam felt herself blushing as she wasn't really a fan of 'public shows of affection.'
Alex rolled his eyes and looked over to some random girl.
Two can play at that game. Sam. Trying to make me jealous, well I know you have some feelings for me. Alex smirked and grabbed the random girl and kissed her.
The girl almost buckled but she smiled.
"Wow! Alex! I've been waiting for you to do that for ages now!" She gasped.
"Yeah? Well lets go back to my room and I'll show you how much I really like you." Alex winked.
"What a using bastard." Sam rolled her eyes with laughter.
"So this singing thing..." Frank changed the subject with a smile.
"Karaoke, Frankie." Sam sighed.
"When is it?" Frank asked.
"Uhhh..." Sam looked at the date. "Tonight. Did you get it set up, San?"
"Oh yeah I did." Sandy smiled.
"Good."
* * * * * * * *
That night Sam got ready for the karaoke in Sandy's room.
"I love Gerard so much." Sandy swooned.
"That was random...you've been hanging around with Frank too much." Sam smiled.
Sandy rolled her eyes.
"You know what I mean, though. Right?" Sandy smiled.
"I've never been in love with Gerard and never will, so nopeee." Sam smiled.
"Oh Sam! Stop being so difficult!" Sandy laughed.
"Yeah, I know what you mean, I see where your coming from, but it just so happens that Frank is a lot better than Gerard." Sam poked her tongue out at her friend.
Sandy laughed.
"Frank is cute." Sandy nodded.
"Hey. Hands off my candy." Sam smiled.
* * * * * * ** *
"Uhhm..." Frank sat on his bed.
"What is it Frank? Your like a puppy that needs to pee." Gerard laughed.
"I'm nervous..."
"Your singing one song."
"I know but...I'm nervous. I don't wanna mess it up with Sam if I mess up the song."
Gerard laughed.
"What?"
"Not gunna happen."
The group stood in the hall where the event was being held and stared up at the stage.
Sam grabbed Frank's hand and kissed his cheek.
After a few people of singing the host came back onto the stage.
"And next we have Sam Pilcher. Who's singing a song that I can tell isn't for her current boyfriend." The girl almost giggled. "Come on Sam!"
Sam took a step forward and walked up onto the stage.
Sam grasped the mic and looked into the large amount of people, looking for Alex.
She found him. He was near the front, so close he could easily pull her off stage by her leg, she smirked.
Perfect. She thought.
She blew a kiss to Frank and then signaled for the music to begin. She'd practised this over and over, so she didn't really need the words;
"aha-yeah
I've known a few guys who thought they were pretty smart
But you've got being right down to an art
You think you're a genius, you drive me up the wall
You're a regular original, a "know-it-all"
Ohwooh, you think you're special
Ohwooh, you think you're something else
Ok, so you're a rocket scientist...
That don't impress me much!
So you got the brains, but have you got the touch?
Now Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much!
aha-yeah
I never knew a guy who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair ought 'a lock it
'Cause Heaven prevent, it should fall outta place
Ohwooh, you think you're special
Ohwooh, you think you're something else
Ok, so you're Brad Pitt...
That don't impress me much!
So you got the looks but have you got the touch?
Now Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
That don't impress me much!
You're one of those guys who likes to shine's machine
You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in
I can't believe you kiss your car good night
C'mon baby tell me, you must be joking, right??
Ohwooh, you think you're special
Ohwooh, you think you're something else
Ok, so you got a car...
That don't impress me much!
So you got the moves, but have you got the touch?
Don't get me wrong, yeah I think you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the middle of the night
But that won't keep me warm on the long, cold lonely night
That don't impress me much!
Ok, so what do you think... you're Elvis or something...
That don't impress me much!" Sam echoed the last words a couple of times and smiled over in Alex's direction.
Alex was red in the face, not with a blush, either. It looked like he could kill her, right there.
The host probably noticed this and came rushing in.
"Now for Sam and Frankie's song! Whoop!" She clapped then whispered to Sam. "You did TERRIFIC!"
"Thanks. Frank. Get up here you stud." Sam smiled.
Frank came up nervously and got handed another mic, the music started and he gulped but sang;
"Every night I grab some money and I go down to the bar
I got my buddies and a beer, I got a dream, I need a car
You got me begging on my knees, cmon and throw the dog a bone
A man he doesn't live by rock n roll and brew alone
Baby baby, baby baby." Frank sang getting into the song.
Sam smiled at him and they sung the chorus together.
"Rock n roll and brew, rock n roll and brew
They don't mean a thing when I compare em next to you
Rock n roll and brew, rock n roll and brew
I know that you and I oh we got better things to do."
"I don't know who you are or what you do, or where you go when you're not around
I don't know anything about you baby, but you're everything I'm dreaming of
I don't know who you are, but you're a real dead ringer for love
A real dead ringer for love." Frank kept on singing.
Sam smiled, happy it was going so well.
"Ever since I can remember you been hanging round this joint
You been trying to look away but now you finally got the point
I don't have to know your name and I wont tell you what to do
But a girl - she doesn't live by only rock n roll and brew." Sam sang, confidently.
"Baby baby, baby baby." Sam sand.
Then they sang the chorus again.
Then Frank got ready for his favourite part.
"You got the kind of legs that do more than walk." Frank looked to Alex who was shaking in anger now.
"I don't have to listen to your whimpering talk."
"Listen you got the kind of eyes that do more than see."
"You got a lotta nerve to come on to me."
"You got the kind of lips that do more than drink."
"You got the kind of mind that does less than think.
But since I'm feeling kinda lonely and my defences are low
Why don't you give it a shot and get it ready to go
I'm looking for anonymous and fleeting satisfaction
And I want to tell my daddy Ill be missing in action
Ever since I can remember I've been hanging round this joint
My daddy never noticed, now hell finally get the point." Sam took Frank's hand
"You got me beggin on my knees, cmon and throw the dog a bone
A man he doesn't live by rock n roll and brew alone." Frank put his free arm around Sam's waist and rested it on her butt
"Baby baby." They both sang.
Then the chorus together.
They were just about to sing the 'Dead Ringer For Love' repeats when Alex jumped on stage and grabbed Frank by the collar of his neck.
A load of teachers pulled him back.
"Warning one. Alex." One of them said.
"Okay. The next singers are Gerard and Sandy!" The host quickly waved her arms.
"We haven't finished." Frank pouted.
"Don't worry about it Frank." Sam kissed Frank on the lips and skipped of stage.
