Brady: I'm so bored there's nothing to do in this house
Junior: Would you stop complaining I think you need some fresh air
Brady: Okay * him junior and the other boys follow them outside*
*The girls follow the boys outside*
Pony: Why don't we teach them to play football?
All the dads: Sure
Julianna: I wanna play too
Brady: No!!
Julianna: And why not?
Brady: Because your a girl and girls are weak and can't play sport now go be a good little girl and cheer for our awesomeness
Julianna: Oh really let's see about that *crosses her arms while the other girls join her* let's do this girls vs boys
Boys: Your on
*Music starts playing in the background*
Brady:
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot?Julianna:
I'm gonna get ya'get ya'get ya' get ya'Brady with The Boys:
Hit me with your best shot
Fire awayJulianna with The Girls:
I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya'Julianna (with The Girls):
(One way or another) I'm gonna find ya' (I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya') (One way or another) I'm gonna win ya' (I'll get ya' I'll get ya')Brady(with The Boys):
You're the real tough cookie with the long history of (Breaking little hearts, like the one in me) that's okay, let's see how you do you do it (put up your dukes let's get down to it)(Hit me with you best shot) why don't you(hit me with your best shot?)
Julianna with The Girls:
I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya'Brady with Boys:
Hit me with your best shot
Fire awayJulianna with The Girls:
I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya'Brady(with The Boys):
(You come on with your come ons, you don't fight fair) but that's OK, if I care (knock me down its all on vain) I'll get right back on my feet again The boys: (that's right)(Hit me with your best shot),why don't you(hit me with your best shot?)
Julianna with The Girls(Julianna):
I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya'
(And if the lights are all out)
I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hangin, outBrady:
Hit me with your best shot
Fire awayJulianna(Brady):
I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya'
(Come on)Brady with the boys (Julianna):
Hit me with your best shot(hit me with your best shot) why don't you hit me with your best shot?( The Girls): I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya') (hit me with your best shot) hit me with your best shotBrady with Julianna with The Boys and Girls(Julianna):
Fire away! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Julianna with The Girls (The Girls):
(One way) or another, I'm gonna find ya' I'm gonna get ya' (get ya' get ya' get ya') (Julianna: yeah)Brady with The Boys (Julianna with The Girls):
Hit me with your best shot (The Girls: one way) ( or another)Brady and Julianna(Julianna):
Fire away! (Yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,)(The girls:I'll get ya' I'll get ya')Juliana with The Girls:
I'm gonna get ya' get ya'Brady with the boys (Julianna):
Fire away (yeah!)Julianna with The Girls:
I'm gonna get ya' get ya' get ya' get ya'Brady and Julianna:
Hit me with you best shot*The music ends and the girls won*
Brady: We let you win
Julianna: No we won fair and square
Brady: Whatever why don't you and your little girls go and be our cheerleaders
Julianna: If you call me a cheerleader again I swear I will hurt you *Grabs his collar*
Brady: Whatever cheerleader
Julianna: That's it* Grabs him by his collar and throws him across the field*
Moda: Julianna Curtis!!!
Mickie: You better say sorry to him
Julianna: No!! *Walks away*
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Kid Greasers Taking Over
FanfictionThe Greasers are back and better than ever. This time with more responsibility. (Read The First Girl Greaser first)