If age is just a number

Bootylicious

"This is the music stand, the music stand was designed 4 years ago, allowing visitors to express themselves through music as well as looking at the art, providing entertainment to the rest of the guests" Mr Matthews read as we approached another room in the museum

There was a slightly raised part of the ground across from us, I guess that is the stand. We all piled into the room, sitting down on the wooden benches that were there "anyone wanna give it a go?" He questioned, turning around to the sea of students

"Go on Hart!" A guy from our class shouted from behind me "Brandon keep your voice down" I snarled, not wanting to do it. "Go on! Maya! maya!maya!" He smirked, chanting and encouraging the other students to do so until they all were

"Miss Hart?" Mr Matthews smirked, holding I microphone. I rolled my eyes, standing up from my seat and waving my hands down to get them to be quiet "Matthews, smackle, get up here" I demand as I reach the stage

Riley jumps at the chance to be on stage while Isadora slumps behind them. We face the iPad with the songs on it which allow us to choose the song "okay you ready?" I ask the girls. They nod, pressing play on the song

I laugh from embarrassment "we picked the worst song" I laugh before singing

All - Normal / Isadora - Underline / Maya - italic / Riley - bold

Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don't think they can handle this

Better move, cause we've arrived
Lookin' sexy, lookin' fly
Baddest chick, chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me, a tender thang
There you are, come on baby
Don't you wanna dance with me?
Can you handle, handle me?

You gotta do much better
If you're gonna dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you're gonna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully, if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seatbelt, it's time for takeoff

I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
Cause my body's too bootylicious for ya babe
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
Cause my body's too bootylicious for ya babe

I'm about to break you off
H-town goin' hard, read my hips
Slap my thighs, swing my hair
Squint my eyes
Lookin' hot, smellin' good
Groovin' like I'm from the hood
Over my shoulder I blow you a kiss
Can you handle, handle this?

I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
Cause my body's too bootylicious for ya babe
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this jelly
I don't think you're ready for this
Cause my body's too bootylicious for ya babe

Once we finished they began clapping while we just laughed at how embarrassed we were "I do not approve of that song" mr Matthews sighed making the room laugh again

"Alrighty everybody let's head back to the bus" Mr Matthews shouted once we had finished touring the museum. We climbed back onto the bus, sitting next to Isadora I looked over to the front where I watched Lucas and Zay sit at the front together

An uneasy feeling sat in my stomach, unsure of what was really going on between the two of them earlier today. I tried my hardest to forget about it for a majority of the ride back to the lodge and managing to do so pretty well.