I'm so sorry for this. Dead girl walking popped on and I died a little inside.... so I wrote this.
Warnings: Sort of sexual and cursing.
Ages: 17.
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Kyle's POV.
"Oh I love this one."
He grabs the microphone, smiling at everyone. I roll my eye.
"The demon queen of high school has decreed it: She says Monday, 8 a.m., I will be deleted. They'll hunt me down in study hall, stuff and mount me on the wall!Thirty hours to live— How shall I spend them?" He sings, purposely going up in an almost innocent way, honestly don't know if it's only me that finds that to sound innocent.
"I don't have to stay and die like cattle, I could change my name and ride up to Seattle! But I don't own a motorbike.... Wait—here's an option that I like:," he sings.
"Spend these thirty hours gettin' freakay! Yeah!" He sings, going down again. It does give a nice feel to it.
"I need it hard, I'm a dead girl walkin'! I'm in your yard, I'm a dead girl walkin'! Before they punch my clock, I'm snappin' off your window lock! Got no time to knock, I'm a dead girl walking," He sing.
He looks at me.
"Veronica? What are you doing in my room?" I ask, winking at him.
"Shh."
He starts grinning. Oh now it's not pretentious anymore.
"Sorry, but I really had to wake you.... See, I decided I must ride you till I break you! 'Cause Heather says I gots to go, you're my last meal on death row! Shut your mouth and lose them tighty-whities!"
Oh never mind, it's just a different kind of pretentious.
"Come on! Tonight I'm yours, I'm your dead girl walkin'."
Oh shit this is weird.
"Get on all fours, kiss this dead girl walkin'."
Is it even pretentious or is he really trying something?
"Let's go, you know the drill. I'm hot and pissed and on the pill."
It's still somehow adorable.
"Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking!"
He is changing his face, posture, everything.... that's nice.
"And you know, you know, you know... it's 'cause you're beautiful."
He literally is looking more innocent for this part.
"You say you're numb inside but I can't agree! So the world's unfair, keep it locked out there."
He looks at me again, oh so he wants me to do that part constantly. Works for me.
"In here it's beautiful."
He changes his posture to this more relaxed one.
"Let's make this beautiful!"
"That works for me! Whoop."
He winks.
"Yeah! Full steam ahead! Take this dead girl walkin'!"
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