"Who said anything about the front door?" That was the start to a very bad idea. Twenty minutes ago, I decided—much against my gut—to head to the club to play our first real gig as Julie and the Phantoms.
"Am I too late?" I ask, rushing into the club only a few minutes before our calling time, and Flynn just huffs. That can't mean good things.
"Too early." Pointing to the stage, I see the one person I was dreading to see the most.
Carrie Wilson. Dressed in her shiny, bubblegum pink outfit and wig alongside her four dancers in equally-obnoxious colors, I sigh, too. Of course, she's here. Because I can't just have this one thing for me. She has to come ruin it.
"How'd she get on the list?"
"She probably had daddy make a call." That seems believable coming from Carrie.
"Hope you came to have a good time!" Carrie says in an overly cheerful voice that leaves a sickening feeling in my stomach.
"Whenever I walk in the room
All the focus on me
The way I talk, the way I move
They all want on my team
Not tryin' to brag, brag, but I'm flawless
I'm taking over your playlist
Ain't perfect, but I can't miss, yeah
The party don't start 'til I walk in
I'm stealing all the attention
Don't get me started on mentions, yeah" Okay, I have to admit: this song isn't half-bad.
"Some might say I sound conceited
They don't get the shine that I get
Some get jealous, they can't help it
They wish they were me, oh
I keep the party going all night, all night
I set the trends that you all like, all like
I make an entrance when I don't try, don't try
'Cause all I see is all eyes on me
I only lead, I never follow, follow
I never open 'cause it's my show, my show
Don't know if people think I'm shallow, shallow
But all I see is all eyes on me
They know my face, they know my name
Reputation on lock
It's not my fault I got the fame
Ain't my fault it won't stop, yeah
Not tryin' to brag, brag, but I'm flawless
I'm taking over your playlist
Ain't perfect, but I can't miss, yeah
The party don't start 'til I walk in
I'm stealing all the attention
Don't get me started on mentions, yeah
Some might say I sound conceited
They don't get the shine that I get
Some get jealous, they can't help it
They wish they were me, oh" What in the world is Alex doing on stage? He's just dancing to the music and living his best afterlife. At least, there's only a few of us who can see him because it's quite funny.
"Having fun out there?" I ask the blond dead dude, and he looks sheepishly at me.
"It's my feet." Alex shrugs. "Put me back in, coach."
"I keep the party going all night, all night
I set the trends that you all like, all like
I make an entrance when I don't try, don't try
'Cause all I see is all eyes on me
I only lead, I never follow, follow
I never open 'cause it's my show, my show
Don't know if people think I'm shallow, shallow
But all I see is all eyes on me
When I grow up, I wanna be me, be me
I'm my own goals, just talking honestly
Must have won the lottery
Ain't no one as hot as me
Stealing looks, it's robbery
Everywhere I go, all eyes on me
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Melody - JATP x Soulmate AU
FanfictionMelody [ mel-uh-dee ] [ Eng. ] noun musical sounds in agreeable succession or arrangement. - - - Since she was born, Julie had seen the word "melody" in dark lettering on her wrist, a different word from almost everyone else. It was her favorite wo...
